Outside the House of Ill-Repute, Saturday Morning

[doubleohblonde]

The thing about living right next to J,GoB was that if one was sufficiently charming to the staff, they could be prevailed upon to deliver pastries still warm from the oven directly to your door, and Bond had more than enough motivation to be charming when fresh pastries were involved.

That, as well as the sunny but still cool weather, was how Bond came to be sitting and people-watching on his front door step with a mug of coffee and a bag of assorted Danishes by his side.

[Expecting one, but open.]

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[imnotgoodatnice.livejournal.com]

Aeryn had been laying low for the last day, because whether someone here knew her or not, she'd rather be safe. So she'd hidden her Prowler for now and kept to the warehouse district, and once she accepted that at least for the time being, she was stuck here, she was intent on exploring at least a new area.

And if that meant eyeing Bond cautiously as she approached, well.

[doubleohblonde]

Bond could appreciate caution, being self-aware enough to admit most of his nearer death experiences were the result of choosing to do the incautious thing.

"Good morning," he said with a grin, shifting subtly so she could see his hands were empty.

[imnotgoodatnice.livejournal.com]

Aeryn stopped, nodding acknowledgement. "It would probably be warmer inside," she noted.

[doubleohblonde]

"Probably," Bond agreed. "But as we've just come out of winter I thought I'd take a moment to appreciate the lack of snow or rain."

Without standing he held out the bag of pastries to her. "Care for a Danish? There's too many to eat in one sitting and they're best when they're fresh."

[imnotgoodatnice.livejournal.com]

"Are you in the habit of handing out... whatever those are to strangers?" This poor girl knew nothing yet. It was so sad.

[doubleohblonde]

"Not to the ones who shoot at me," Bond said, only half joking. "But if you'd prefer an introduction instead, the name's Bond. James Bond."

[imnotgoodatnice.livejournal.com]

"Aeryn Sun," she said. "Do you live here, Bond James Bond?"

You had to know that was coming.

[doubleohblonde]

It was a danger of introducing himself like that, yes.

"I do," he replied, nodding. "I gather you're new in town, Aeryn?" Just a guess.

[imnotgoodatnice.livejournal.com]

"Been here almost two solar days," she said. "So far it's seeming that's not changing."

And she was thrilled. Really.

[doubleohblonde]

"This wasn't a planned arrival then?" Bond asked. "I'm afraid that happens quite often."

"Have you managed to find a place to stay yet?"

[imnotgoodatnice.livejournal.com]

The warehouse district probably shouldn't count, right? "Not yet. Why?"

[doubleohblonde]

Only if you were Eponine.

"The place has been pretty quiet since my last housemate left," he said, nodding back towards the house, and not mentioning just how long that had been. "There's plenty of rooms."

[imnotgoodatnice.livejournal.com]

Aeryn raised an eyebrow. "Are you offering me a place to stay? Why?"

[doubleohblonde]

"Mainly because I have the room and you seem like you need it." And she was a dead ringer for his former landlord not that his player had remembered why it was called the House of Ill Repute in the first place, and Vala would probably find a way to argue he owed her years of backrent if she ever found out he didn't offer. "I could also direct you to the hotel or the flats if you'd prefer."

[imnotgoodatnice.livejournal.com]

Aeryn also hadn't brought anything in the way of money with her- these things happened when you thought you'd be home in an arn- so the last two options wouldn't help her much.

"This should do for now," she decided. "I hope it won't be needed for that long."

[doubleohblonde]

Bond nodded. "The offers open for as long as you need," he said.

"My room's up the stairs and to the left." It was the one that actually looked vaguely like someone lived there. "The rest a all free."

[imnotgoodatnice.livejournal.com]

"Right," she said, and almost reluctantly, since she was probably going to expect a catch for a while, said, "Thank you."

[doubleohblonde]

Bond wasn't a fan of those kind of catches. "You're welcome," he said instead. "In all senses of the phrase."

Okay, so maybe putting up with Bond's tendency towards smartarse wordplay might have counted as a catch.