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black cards:
-Ow! Right in the ____!
-Isop, tell us a story about _____.
-GDI ____!
-____ is an irrigating prissy.
-To cook __ just add __ into the pan and __ rapidly.
-______ is in my blood andihateit.
-Plot twist! ____ is actually ____.
-2P Derp's favorite weapon is ________.
-________ spread typomonia in the cbox.
-___ coming out from Roma's hair
-2P Asu is ___
-I am here for a ___
-_______. We don't offer that service here.
-The Typo Queen of Europe's counterpart is _______
-Roma is here for a ______.
-We all know that ______ is the real Queen of MI6.
-Damn, we started a thread about ________ three years ago and you could really see the improvement!
-Tomorrow Never ________
-Derp is a _______.
-Vash is a ____.


white cards:
-Biker Austria
-Amy cakes autocorrect
-The Ramblings of Ihateit
-Vash the weregoat
-Asu is Amy and Amy is Asu
-Porn Pole
-Crying from your ears
-Ass who speaks fluent French
-pretzelmongering
-Spellingbee King of America
-JE ME SOUVIENS
-Butt scanner
-Diva
-Chinese Spaniards
-We are all secretly Asian
-Mmm, Swiss dick
-Kolji
-Herp and Derp
-Tomato no Dinero
-Frozenbutt

(Muses)
-Léa DuBois
-Roderich von Edelstein
-Aoife O'Neill
-Séamus Ó Ceallaigh

uwu Bonjour~

Q did generally enjoy randomly popping up unexpectedly and checking on all her scientists and researchers in the Q department of MI6. It gave her plenty of satisfaction to keep a firm eye on how much progress was being made, yet at the same time encourage those she worked alongside by constantly providing positive feedback or constructive criticisms. Miss DuBois was quite well known for her unexpected check-ups, sudden drop-ins, and surprise activity monitoring. Mais non! That was most certainly not the case today. There was nothing wrong with the occasional, more personal drop in. Though it was probably a little selfish to turn up like this and possibly interrupt the other researcher’s work, Léa did not seem worried about that in the slightest. After all, this was an important matter in some way which needed to be sorted out. A matter of the heart.

"Hello, madam...oiselle."

A tiny smirk played at the French woman’s lips as, casually, she slid over and half-sat down on Alina’s desk, her violet gaze never once leaving the Russian researcher. Léa would have been lying if she had said that she did not find the Russian's attempted French amusing – yet in an adorable way. That thick Slavic accent of hers did not quite suit the word “mademoiselle”, but at the same time, it brought a strange pleasure to Q’s ears which made her want to giggle like an immature school girl.

"I am well ant work is well."

In fact, the accent Alina had overall was simply adorable. Even when speaking English, the Slavic woman sounded cute. Though, maybe that was slightly hypocritical of the Quartermaster. After all, she too spoke English with a very thick accent. This was something which Léa was rather proud of; she adores the sound of her French voice against her ears, and simply loathed the thought of ever losing that delightful voice of hers.

“Ah, bien~ That is wonderful to hear,” Her words were as warm as the flame, her smile just as inviting as she addressed Alina light-heartedly. “I am glad. Mais, I do hope you have not been working yourself too hard in here all by yourself. That simply would not do!”

"I appreciate you askink, bot... There is not trouble today, is there?"

At that point, the words which next left Alina’s mouth caused the French woman to blink in surprise, left speechless for a mere moment or so, before she threw her head back and released a mirthful laugh. “Trouble? Ah non non non!” Léa chuckled, wiping away an imaginary tear of laugher from her eye. “Of course not, ma cherié. Alina, mignonne, you are one of the best workers in the Q department! How could you ever be in trouble?”

It was also a well-known fact in MI6 that Léa DuBois had the habit of giving everyone she worked with French pet names. It was merely her way of showing affection, and even though some people probably did not understand what was being said to them, they should at least be able to recognise the warmth in her voice when she gave those names to them. Simply, it was a form of endearment.

"Onless you are jost wishink to chat, in which case, I hope you hat a nice lonch."

At that point, Q let her eyes slide away from Alina so that they landed on the half-eaten sandwich. She sat silently for a while, her bottom lip jutting out ever so slightly into a pout. Well, that had ruined her plans for today.

“Ah non, this is terrible!” she swooned dramatically, pressing the back of her hand against her forehead as though she was about to faint. “Alina, why have you already eaten? I came here to invite you out for lunch, as a beautiful woman such as yourself should never be eating in a lab alone. And yet, here I am, only to discover you have already indulged in a sandwich!”

Yes, eating a sandwich! It was such an awful crime! Her theatrics were bound to win her an Oscar one of these days. If she ever left the labs of MI6, Léa would almost consider going into acting. She would probably fit right into that world.

The Frenchwoman sighed again heavily, this time removing herself from the desk with a small hop so that once more, she was standing in front of the Russian. Her arms crossed over her chest as she took on a more firm stance, before stating:

“This simply will not do. Mon dieu, I came all the way from my office to find you have eaten without me!” She trailed off slightly, glancing at the Russian researcher with a mischievous sparkle appearing in her violet eyes. “There is only one way you can make up for such a terrible act. You must come out and have dinner with me. Vendredi? Oui?” That last statement was finished off by a teasing wink and a playful laugh. “You and I shall go out on a date, ma cherié~”

Finny!! You're back and Tino is so asdfghjkl I want to plot ;w;

First of all, I have Lea. And uh... she's Q of MI6 so yeah. v.v She knows all the agents pretty well, makes them all cool gadgets, and also is MI6's resident mother hen. So her office door is always open if someone needs to let out all their feelings. And she can try and hook people up together. French matchmaker, mais oui~

Also, Aoife is the resident badass, Irish redheaded agent. She's more bamf than Donny fft Maybe Tino and Aoife could get along quite well - be friends? I kind of picture Aoife being the one who drags all the agents out to the pub on Friday nights, and Tino and her could have drinking competitions... idek. But they can also be assigned to be partners on certain missions. Maybe.

I'm sorry, do you have any ideas?

Sure! ;w; I'll poke you when I have it done~

We shall do everything with them, darling v.v But first, maybe they should be awkwardly flirting with each other or something in the office. ;w; andLeawilldragyououtonadate