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provocateur_king) wrote2022-12-29 06:39 pm
provocateur_king) wrote2022-12-29 06:39 pm
Smooth Sailing
They'd been out to sea for three days and the weather wasn't cooperating. The wind barely blew and Bond only had so much pixie dust left. They were resigned to sitting and waiting for the sea to breathe life in the sails.
Bond was standing on the deck, looking at the horizon.
"Can't you do something?" he asked, Q, not entirely serious. "Just a breeze."
Bond was standing on the deck, looking at the horizon.
"Can't you do something?" he asked, Q, not entirely serious. "Just a breeze."