he wasn't supposed to get his own journal but

[querido]

I don't think you know what you're doing, menina. An idea? Fine. But an idea needs to lead to a plan. And a plan must then lead to action. Do you think I strut around everywhere with not a care and only an idea in my head?

...Eh, well, I never said I wasn't a fan of making the plan up on the fly. But I have experience to back me up. What do you have? Only a dream. Bons sonhos, mundana.

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[vesper_lynd]

Well, better than not having even idea. I believe the situation could always be worse than it is.

[querido]

I agree. But if I were to ever have any say in the matter--something I realize I frequently don't--then I should want the situation to be better than the current one.

Although, a beautiful woman in the mix does tend to improve most situations.

[vesper_lynd]

I do agree though. It's as though I've got two bosses now. One competent and one completely off her rocker. And really just the one was enough.

A beautiful woman can be nice from time to time. But the conversation is rarely as stimulating as it is with a man. Unless one is with a co-worker and that can get very awkward very quickly.

[querido]

Mm, the question is, which boss is the competent one? But ay, two bosses, nno, I would never be able to handle that. A chain of command is one thing, but two people of the same power? Potentially contradicting each other? Recipe for disaster.

[vesper_lynd]

I very much agree with you on that. Though this one appears to have the ability to exert a bit more control over my actions. So perhaps she is what they would call "A higher authority"?

[querido]

Here's hoping that she isn't cruel about what actions you take.

[vesper_lynd]

All commanders are cruel in some form or another. I do believe though that she's been adequate so far. And while it's no MI6, the place I'm headed for seems suitable enough.

[querido]

I don't think anything could be suitable enough compared to MI6, but it doesn't exactly sound like you have a choice in the matter.

[vesper_lynd]

No. No choice at all really. There is an MI6 in that world even though I'll not be working there. However it's not mine. Belongs to that other top agent so it wouldn't be the same anyway.

[querido]

Other top agent?

[vesper_lynd]

Indeed. Apparently the default reality for the world lists the 007 position to a man named James. Where I come from the man is quite dead [she says with a bit of bitterness]

[querido]

Really. I'm more used to being the top dog where I'm from, but eh, perhaps that's only Station H.

[Kind of hard to miss that bitter tone. Hm, to ask or not to ask...] I take it you have a bit of history with this not-007.

[vesper_lynd]

Short but poignant yes. It isn't often that such a strong impression can be made in such a short time period.

[querido]

I understand completely, senhora. It'll be strange, though, dealing with a double-oh of a man who should be dead. Do you think he knows some version of you?

[vesper_lynd]

Yes. I believe in his perspective I am the dead one. The most appropriate way to handle the situation though seems to be treating it as though he and she are different people. Which as far as I can see they really are. Despite certain similarities. I could hardly picture the man I knew doing any of the things that I do on a regular basis.

[querido]

Even little field agents could hardly see themselves doing what a double-oh does regularly. It's probably for the best. Less awkward. No need to drag up any...emotional responses that might be inappropriate, not when they don't need to be.

[vesper_lynd]

No more awkward than usual. At least there won't be any of that usual worry that he always seemed to have about the kind of work I did. And what about you? Been able to get work yet?

[querido]

I had work. But eh, here? Unfortunately a little fresh myself. And oof, you should hear the complaining! Maybe I should just stay here for a bit and enjoy something like a vacation. You're more than welcome to come with me. Maybe we'll find a little place, hm, to relax?

[vesper_lynd]

[she makes a little sigh of regret] I think I've been on leave too long as it is. And this woman has already got me locked in for that organization. Of course you could come as well. I feel like they will be pitifully short on qualified Agents on opening day though she seems to feel differently.

[querido]

Are there ever enough these days? Hm, I may have to look into this. Inaction is a bore anyway, don't you agree? The action is what we live for.

[vesper_lynd]

I won't admit to being an adrenaline junky. I will agree though that a civilians life is exceedingly dull when compared to the life I've lived so far.

[jumpeduplittleshit]

Well, she's got your voice. Some might say that's close enough.

[querido]

And are you that 'some', hm?

[jumpeduplittleshit]

Oh, I'd hate to speak for the masses. [Liar. B(]

[querido]

Is that so. Why don't I believe that, menino?

[jumpeduplittleshit]

Trust issues, I'd expect.

[querido]

You can't trust anyone these days, it seems. That doesn't mean I have trust issues.

[jumpeduplittleshit]

Are you sure? Inherent distrust seems somehow problematic.

[querido]

What do you think, menino, would you trust me immediately? Inherent trust seems even more problematic.

[jumpeduplittleshit]

Without a doubt. But I've got a much more trustworthy face.

[querido]

I wouldn't be so sure about that.

[jumpeduplittleshit]

There you go again.

[querido]

You have the face of someone who's going to seduce a rich man's wife just for fun.

[jumpeduplittleshit]

And the rich man's wife will trust me.

pretty much gonna be these keywords forever...

[querido]

And I don't happen to be one. So. Do you really expect me to trust some miúdo, some kid, at the drop of a hat? I think you have some high, far to high expectations of yourself.

absurdly pleased that I know what they mean without looking them up

[jumpeduplittleshit]

If I expected you to trust some kid, I'd have sent one out to talk to you.

Weren't we talking about your expectations?

but james still needs a dictionary right

[querido]

Ha, do you think yourself a man? Come, come now, tell me how old you are, and we'll see.

one he can carry in his pocket

[jumpeduplittleshit]

You can't be serious.

there's an app for that

[querido]

You haven't yet seen me serious. But I'll tell you now that you don't want to see it, either.

he pines for the days of smartphones

[jumpeduplittleshit]

Sorry, am I meant to be afraid now?