hasmommyissues: (Figure in the night.)
Raoul Silva ([personal profile] hasmommyissues) wrote in [community profile] paradisalogs2013-08-29 12:02 am

Hello again mommy

Who: Raoul Silva, M, James Bond,Katniss Everdeen, M's security team.
What:  Silva makes his move.
When: Thursday evening.
Where: Town and M's current safehouse.
Rating: Lets say R for explosions, attempted murder and abandonment issues.

The rules are different here thought Silva, as he settled into his vantage point in an alleyway in town. He'd been in Paradisa for two months now, during that time he'd spent his days and nights hiding in the shadows...he was good at that back home. Back home he'd remained undetected by MI5 for years until the time was right.

He'd spent his time gaining all the information he needed on M, her habits in Paradisa, her allies, the potential places she could be staying. You can't rush a good revenge plot and although killing her would result in her returning after two weeks, it might yet give him the satisfaction he desires for all the suffering he endured because of her.

Silva knows she's not staying in the current location he's watching though...that nice apartment Mitsurutu lent her. He'd taken a look inside like the creepy creep he is and quite liked it. No he doesn't need to destroy one of the safe houses in order to get the attention of her army just a nearby abandoned warehouse.

He presses a button on the detonator he's carrying and boom...up it goes. None of the townspeople have been killed thankfully but a few of them are looking quite shocked and disorientated.

You might want to take a look at that guys?
 
savethedarkness: (when fate has led you to it)

[personal profile] savethedarkness 2013-09-14 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[she realizes that he's talking about his castle price of admission, the thing he's lost, whatever it took from him. that because she's been the curator of Britain's secrets for so long, he expects her to know... or maybe, she realizes, as something clicks into place, it took something he knows about her. or thought he knew. but even that could be anything. she grips the knife tighter, knowing what it could mean if she doesn't give him an answer]

.... I can't tell you what's missing if I don't know what's still there.

[it's the best safe answer she can give. she doesn't dare tell him too much, in case she gives him something he can use against her, but at the same time ... he could kill her. she's no stranger to that delicate tightrope walk, by far, but ... somehow, here, it feels a little more different, a little more urgent]