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goodfellow ([personal profile] goodfellow) wrote2014-08-19 09:34 pm


The last time Robin had seen Quentin, he had at some point boasted about the state of the security in his building. Apparently he had been overreaching in this confidence.

The first text was a photograph. It was of Robin's bedroom, taken with a camera with a very, very good zoom, from a building across the street. Angled slightly upwards, as the building was shorter, and Robin was in the penthouse. He usually didn't bother to close his blinds for this reason. And also because he didn't really care. Though he hadn't expected anyone to take advantage of that to photograph him.

Though it wasn't just him in the photograph: it was him and Quentin, from the one time they had had sex in Robin's home. Robin was on his back with his legs wrapped around Quentin, who despite his small stature was actually quite good at topping (and who had balked a bit when he'd seen the size of Robin's cock).

A text followed it: he's bored out of his mind. fucking you is like doing his taxes.

That was all that came, until the next day, when another photograph arrived. This one was also of Robin's bedroom, empty this time. An unmade bed. Except this time the photograph was clearly taken by someone standing inside the bedroom.

And following that picture were a string of texts detailing Robin's recent sexual encounters, each critiquing his performance in increasingly vulgar and cruel terms.

And at the end of those, a voice recording. Quentin's voice saying "I apologize, I'm not good company tonight. Perhaps I should go while you still have time to salvage your night."

A text followed: kind of him not to just tell you what utter rubbish you are. the little whore will fuck anything that moves, but he draws the line at you.

Robin grew more and more murderous as he read through all this, coming close to throwing his phone against the wall. In the end, he called Quentin, whom he hadn't spoken to since that night, and demanded to meet him. He chose a bar on the other side of the city from his apartment, and waited for him there.
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
Q nearly declined- Not because he didn't want to see Rob, but because he was aware of what a minefield his life had become. The last thing he wanted was for an innocent bystander to lose a leg or something.

Rob seemed insistent though- Demanding even- and that made the young Quartermaster curious enough to agree.

He saw Rob as soon as he stepped inside, and he made his way over looking as calm and bland as ever.

"Rob," he greeted simply, offering the man a nod as he took a seat.
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Rob had to say nothing more- Q knew exactly where this conversation was going and who had been harassing the man.

A quick sweep of his gaze found no apparent physical injuries, and the tone in Rob's voice was more indicative of wounded pride than wounded limbs. Verbal then. Perhaps some letters and photographs. Terrance did love his photographs... He always had.

"Show me them," he said simply, holding his hand out. "I'm sure you've brought them, so please, allow me to look at what he's sent you."

He only hoped it was photos of them being intimate- not something like what the man had sent Bond. Photos of what had happened in Paris- or even his life before MI6. There were things in his life that people like Rob didn't need to know about. He'd shelter the man as well as he was able.
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
Q read each one, expression unchanged as he made his way through them. It was a curious attack, but a clever one. Terrance knew exactly where to stick the dagger- Both literally and figuratively.

Returning the phone, Q considered Rob for a moment. It was rare that Q showed kindness in any genuine form to those outside his carefully chosen circle of trust- But he did like Rob, and the other man hadn't signed up for this. He deserved something. A bandage at the very least.

"His critiques are false. I enjoy our time together very much. He simply has knowledge of some of my more private desires, and as a result believes that everything outside of that must bore me," he said, tiptoeing carefully so as not to wound Rob's pride any more. "It's something that I would have eventually shared with you, I think. However..."

He wet his lips, hands folded on the table as he looked down at them and exhaled softly.

"...However, it might be best if you weren't to see me again."
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"They'll find neither. If they were there, they were gone before you even made that call," Q assured him. "He's not some stalker- He's so much more frightening than that. He's a ghost of a man. You can't hide from him, you can't lock him out- And I'm the reason he's in your life, Rob. You're sweeping for bugs, but I assure you, they aren't your problem. I am."

Q rubbed his jaw with one hand, then rested his chin in his palm as he looked out the window.

"I imagine he's watching us right now. If not from the shadows, then via CCTV or security feeds." He was silent for a beat, then looked at Rob again. "You're really not intimidated? Because I assure you- You should be."
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Q, however, was quite receptive to threats. He had been stabbed, Hannibal had been beaten, he'd been deceived by false Intel and then abducted. Bond was almost permanently on edge it seemed... All around him he saw chaos and threats of worse things to come.

He dodged the kiss and gave Rob a dark look.

"This isn't a game," he snapped. "This isn't about your bloody ego, it's about your life. You are in danger, you idiot."
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Unless you're well and truly immortal, I really don't think you should be so bloody cavalier. Anything that can die, inevitably will. The fact that you're old does not stack the odds in your favour. I don't know what you are, and I don't care. This is dangerous, I am dangerous, Rob," Q hissed, his calm fading and the panic suddenly visible in his eyes as his mask of calm dropped away.

"I don't have many people I consider friends, Rob. I'd rather not wake up with one less."
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
"It wouldn't be permanent," Q said, sighing a little and slumping in his seat. "Once things were under control, I'd reach out to you."
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Q said nothing at first, jaw set as he looked away.

Eventually, however, he decided that the damage had already been done.

"I didn't lie. I am an IT guy of sorts. ...I just happen too be an IT guy of sorts who works for MI6," he said quietly, looking out the window rather than at Rob. "This isn't about that though. He doesn't want secrets or codes. He just- Wants me."
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
"They've tried and failed," Q said quietly. "I wasn't being unkind, Rob. My concern for your well being is sincere. You've become a target, and I'm not sure yet what that means."
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Q rubbed his jaw again, then offered a small shrug. "What you are, how old you may be, has no influence on what I know about you. As far as I'm aware, you are a decent man. A touch arrogant, a bit egotistical, but a decent man... He is not. I'm an intelligent man, but I am not half as intelligent as he is. He is a mastermind, a powerful manipulator, who is morally devoid and dangerous when fixated.

I knew the sort of man you were within moments of meeting you. Not what you were, I admit, but who you were. I saw faults, but I also saw something good. I could see a devious man with a good heart, Rob. ...I lived under that man's thumb for years, and it wasn't until it was too late that I ever had even a fraction of a clue as to who he was. To someone like me- That's terrifying."
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Common sense tells me I should run- But that isn't really an option," Q admitted. "Even if I could leave England, he'd find me. I suppose I just have to hope I find him first."
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just because I'm certain he's going to wind up dead, doesn't mean I want him dead. ...Though I'm not sure I want him alive either," Q admitted quietly.
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[personal profile] quartermaster_q 2014-08-20 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"He was my whole world for a very long time. That's not an expression or an exaggeration. He kept me in an apartment, not far from his home. He didn't let me go out, didn't allow me to socialize- And I was too young to know better. I allowed it, because I believed he loved me. He was all I had for a while- And he wasn't always unkind... He had his moments. Or, at least, he knew how to fake it enough that it felt real," Q replied quietly.

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