fourteen ♥ spam/video

[bitteraftertaste]

[Spam for Bond, backdated to the start of the flood] [The unfortunate part of floods like these when you're in a relationship with someone on the Barge is that you're very likely to wake up next to someone you've never seen before, and have no idea who they are and how you got there. This is generally made even more horrifying when you're a very unhappy teenager on the best of days, and waking up with an unfamiliar teenage boy spooning you is definitely a good way to ignite all sorts of latent intimacy and commitment issues that only vaguely have to do with the extremely unlikely chance that she lost control of herself long enough to wind up in this sort of situation. That kind of thing definitely does not happen to Vesper Lynd. Fortunately (?) Vesper is still asleep for the time being, and blissfully unaware that anything's amiss. Of course, that really means it's just a matter of time before the shit hits the fan and she realizes what the hell is actually going on here.] [Public] [Vesper addresses the Barge a little while later, once she's had more opportunity to encounter her ex-roommate James' behavior. She looks like she's about fifteen, but she sits so her back is ramrod straight, her shoulders squared and head held high, making it more or less unmistakeable that this girl is confident and self assured and not in the mood to take anyone's bullshit, even if they're an adult and she is - technically - a child. Really, this is just a carefully constructed mask, but no one needs to know that. Obviously.] Is there anyone whose supposed to be assuming responsibility for James Bond? [This is being said in a way that suggests she thinks you are doing a terrible job of it, whoever you are.]

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[terribleshield]

God no. I'd never met him before we woke up here.

[tactical_alert]

Because you two argue like you could be either one. [Because saying 'old married couple' would be kind of weird.] Perhaps it would be better to stay out of each other's way until this is resolved.

[terribleshield]

I'm making every effort to.

[tactical_alert]

May I ask where you are presently? I could at least try to keep him out of your hair. Or the hair of anyone else you're afraid he might be a bother to. Find something a touch more productive to do.

[terribleshield]

I'm fine. [She doesn't feel like she needs protection or anything, and she's prickly enough to not want a baby sitter.]

[tactical_alert]

I was wondering if he was still in your general vicinity, ma'am. I would also like to inform you that Miss Ivy has been housing and helping children in the greenhouse, if you ever need to take shelter there or would like to lend a hand.

Or there's the pool party. [But she doesn't seem like that kind of person.]

[terribleshield]

He's not, and I don't feel threatened by him. I just want to make sure none of the younger kids are being bothered by him.