Bond's Office [Saturday]

[doubleohblonde]

Bond was once again behind his desk this morning, wearing one of his better suits and secure in the knowledge that he didn't seem to have any unexpected guests of his own to deal with.

The door was open for any visitors who wished to come in.

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[doubleohblonde]

"I can attest to that last," Bond said with a wry grimace.

"Mostly I do my best to ensure that if they do do something stupid, they know enough about it that the only causality is their dignity," Bond said. "Frankly, I find the idea that deliberately keeping people ignorant in the hopes that it will stop them doing something to be short-sighted and foolish at best. Doubly so when it's teenagers."

[nograyhairyet.livejournal.com]

"That is certainly a comfort," Eleni replied with a small smile. "I was wondering if you might provide some insight into George's life here. He's a boy, and a secretive one at that, but his being so far from home leaves a mother worried about his well-being."

[doubleohblonde]

"I try not to pry too much into my students personal lives, but he does seem to be good friends with two of the other boys in my class, Bobby Drake and Kyle Reese." Oh, how Bond enjoyed their flailing. "They spend quite a lot of time in each other's company."

[nograyhairyet.livejournal.com]

More names she didn't know. "What kind of lads are they?"

[doubleohblonde]

"About his age," Bond replied. "Small. Often flaily."