paradisa | [9]

[Filtered to: Queen Anne Boleyn, His Highness Robb Stark, Arya Stark, Pixy Foulke, Conan Edogawa, Brock Samson, Molotov Cocktease, Frodo Baggins, Freelancer New York, Agent Kelly-087, Gary Sitterson, Phoebe Halliwell, Kate Beckett, Mitsuru Kirijo, Lara Croft, Ashura, Blues, August Booth, and Katniss Everdeen]

Everyone, this is Emma. I need to inform you all that a very dangerous man has arrived in Paradisa. His name is Raoul Silva, though he has also been known as Tiego Rodriguez. He is an ex-soldier and notorious terrorist from my world, and is responsible for the deaths of .... [she stopped counting before he even left her employ] many, many men. By this point I am rather certain the count of innocents is higher than the count of those he killed in service of his country.

I am writing to you this morning not only to warn you of his presence, but to ask a favor of you: to not inform him of my own. It is inevitable that he will find it out on his own, of course, but I am playing for time. Shortly before I arrived in Paradisa, several months ago, I was running for my life, and I am quite certain he will still want to take it from me. Any time that you can aid me in buying would be most appreciated, and I will be in your debt.

[a pause, and then:]

He also has a very annoying habit of calling me his mother. I assure you, that is not the case.

[Bond]

We're going to need more than some dynamite and shotgun shells.

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[listen, you red herring, the only reason you GET a filter is because Bond thinks you're someone who ought to be kept up on these things, and because he's told her you and your husband don't always share knowledge. even so, it figures.

it does rankle her a little to have to ask a Russian for help, but she's not stubborn enough to cling to the Old Days that badly]

I'm afraid that will take some negotiating on our part. I'm of the opinion that money is about as valuable here as rice in China, and that everyone prizes different resources in a place like this.

Mmm, now what could you possibly have to offer me? You would be in my debt, of course. Perhaps that could put Mr. Bond in my debt as well.

For starters, a running tab at the Death Match, though I recognize that's just a start. As for Bond, I don't presume to negotiate for him, the two of you can work any debt you feel he'd owe out amongst yourselves.

[she's his employer, but she's not his pimp. ugh, perish the thought]

[She clucks her tongue condescendingly.] Now you are just being stingy. Everyone knows that the handler's debt is the agent's duty, and I always like to have a favor lined up from a skilled peer.

Very well, then. [she has a point, rules are rules, and she'll honor them. as much as it stings to be corrected, she has more honor and dignity than to behave like a spoiled child about it]

One favor from me, and one from Bond. He's been my agent long enough for me to be able to assure you he'll get the job done. [even if he'll do it in whatever bloody manner he pleases. but Molotov can discover that on her own.]

I will take the running tab at Death Match, too. Your presence is safe with me, limey bitch.

[But for once, the nasty name has more of a teasing quality behind it than an angry one.]

[teasing and banter? oh yes, this is good. she is pleasantly surprised by this development. amazing what the lack of copious amounts of fish can do for the art of conversation]

I'll start keeping extra vodka on hand.

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