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World first as artificial neurons developed to cure chronic diseases: Artificial neurons on silicon chips that behave just like the real thing have been invented by scientists â a first-of-its-kind achievement. https://ift.tt/34PUl5K
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PLEASE DON'T TELL ME THIS IS THE SAME WINDOW
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Agent 007 to James Bond: ok, boomer
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âso youâre not dead.âÂ
âhello, q. iâve missed you.â
literally the entire trailer is amazing but this 5 second interaction got me!!!!! james just barging into qâs flat (?) like afdjghdkgdf donât mind me i just need to lie down
#james bond#craig!bond#Q#No Time to Die#Q's Flat#{Okay but that cat tree}#{Is that a meteor in there? Cause obviously what else would you put in your flat?}
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No Time to Die
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No Time to Die
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#craig!bond#james bond#Q#No Time to Die#{The inside of the flat!}#{I also love the fact that the only bit of Q you see is him being 100% done with him already}
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{CAN WE TAKE A MOMENT}
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Send âin vino veritasâ to my ask for a drunken *true* confession from my character to yours.
âEvery time you go out on a mission I get so worried that you wonât come back again. Usually with most of the other agent itâs fine, itâs just another day at the office but⌠you know. Itâs hard sometimes. But itâs fine, itâs my job, I just have to deal with itâ
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â there are people who know me in real life who think iâm straight and thatâs really funny to me â
âHonestly same. I mean, have they met me?â
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â How about this, how about you fight the rest of the cereal by yourself and Iâll courageously make pancakes for those of us who want a little warmth in our mornings. â
âIt attacked me, so really Iâm feeling attacked on two fronts now.â
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Some point far off in the future,
It was a treasured day off from six, a bright sunny day that both of the sun starved vampires of MI6 should have been enjoying from outside, but the most theyâd done was open the curtains letting light stream into their flat.
 Said vampires where currently slow dancing around their flat to a mix of sappy love songs, most of it Maraâs music since itâd started out as her playlist to listen to while she was on missions, to remind herself of the bright things in her life. Qâd found out about it eventually and claimed free reign over it. (Sheâd not argued in the least.) Mara was quietly singing the words to the ones she felt like as they swayed. Q joining in when he felt like, their quiet duet of some cover of âcanât help falling in loveâ was slightly off key but reminded Mara of all of the reasons she loved the fantastic, wonderful man in her arms.
As the ending notes of the last song trailed off Mara lifted her head off Qâs shoulder, not expecting the next song playing. She gives him a questioning look but then she starts listening to the lyrics.Mara was always a romantic sap at heart, no matter what front she put on to hide it, and of course she should have known that Q would have seen through her.
 In truth she doesnât even hear whatever Qâs speech was, all she could do is stare as she tried to process this, a mix of âdamnit he beat me to itâ and âyesyesyesyesâ running through her mind. By the time heâs done talking sheâs aware of two things, sheâs crying and smiling so hard it hurts, thereâs not even a second of hesitancy before she saying, âYes, of course yes. Damn it I was gonna ask you myself.â and pulling Q in to kiss him.
She can give him his ring later, they have forever after all.
#Q#Mara Jane Lane#sorceressmaralane#{yo when the hell did you post this?! I love it}#{Oh yeah I'm back for like five minutes}#submission
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âBack to mine it is then.â Q said with a smile, running his thumb over the back of her hand. âWe may as well get the night tube, itâs free tonight anyway, and if youâre really that tired I could probably carry you there?â He grinned, leading her over to the cloakroom and found their jackets, holding Maraâs out for her to put on.
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âYours. Less of a chance of the double ohs tormenting us as soon as they get around to moving.â She said with a small smile. Sheâs definitely starting to start to feel sleepy now that the offer of a bed is on the table. âSides no reason to be mean to one of the minions tonight.
âOh and you just know theyâll be awake at the crack of dawn without a hangover in sight, just like they were last year.â Q grumbled, squeezing her hand gently before walking towards the doorway. âIâm not mean to them, strict maybe. At least I donât think I am? I donât try to be.â
âOf course, because the universe isnât fair and those of us who donât deserve hangovers get them and the people who do donât.â She was quiet as Q mused if he was mean to the minions. âYouâre not but kicking him out of your office if thatâs where they end up sleeping is kinda mean.â
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âYes because for both physical and mental health you donât always need to be in. Take the days off when they give it to you, theyâll pay you regardless.â Q said with a roll of his eyes, completely ignoring how hypocritical he was being at this point. If he knew he was sometimes a mess, why point it out?
âI know there is.â He sighed, wrapping an arm around her waist to keep her steady as he heard Maraâs shoes hit the floor. âWhat Iâm saying is that while Iâm amenable to people bringing me shots from films of things, Iâm not making an exploding pen. Outside of work, there is also limitations as to what Iâm... allowed to do. Give me some suggestions and I can let you know my answer.â
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âI donât use my subscription as much as I would like to honestly, I only really use it when Iâve been made to go home.â Q shrugged, leaning back on the sofa with a frown. âMara, I honestly believe that your version of reasonable differs exceedingly from my version if any of your past missions are anything to go on.â
âYes well you kick me out on medical leave often enough that it gets used. That and I had those two years where I didnât really have a job.â She frowned at his next words though âWork reasonable is different from domestic reasonable. There is a person under the spy persona you know.â She jokes nudging her heels off, like she has every intention of staying.
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âThatâs okay, if you do get lost just ask around, youâll get the hang of it eventually. But youâre a Metamorphagus right? Thatâs totally normal. I had a friend last year who is the same. Spent half of dinner messing around to amuse the first years.â Q said with a smile before reaching under his seat to open his cat carrier, pulling out the grey Maine Coon out and up into his lap before closing the carrier so the other cat couldnât escape. âThis is Turing, youâre not allergic are you?â
Hogwarts!AU
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âYeah sure, thatâs the biggest load of bull Iâve heard all day, and I saw Alec in my lunch hour.â Q said with a roll of his eyes, smiling as Isambard climbed up onto his lap and made himself comfortable, Qâs hands moving to gently run through the felineâs fur to try and relax. âAnd as for the job offer, itâs still there. Iâm not the one who disappeared into the shadows and never came back like the edgiest goth ever.â He muttered before looking back at her. âIâd rather you let me know youâre in my apartment, I sometimes have sensitive equipment in here.â
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âHow did you get past my alarms- wait, that was a stupid question, ignore that. How long have you been here, and how many times have you been here in order for Turing to actually like you?â Q asked, putting the safety back onto the gun before folding his arms and scowling, ignoring all thoughts about how he was only in a pair of boxers. âMore importantly, why are you here and why didnât you just sodding knock? I have a door, though most people tend to forget that.â he sighed, moving to collapse into his armchair.
âFor all you know I just have a way with cats.â Mara snapped back at his question of how many times sheâd been here. Sheâs smiling a sly little grin though so itâs clear sheâs either messing with him or lying through her teeth. âWe have a deal and I wanted to remind you of that little fact, and knocking isnât really my style, but if you insist Iâll make an effort in the future.âÂ
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Q tilted his head back to look over the back of the chair at his ex, a smile playing on his face as his eyes ran over her body to identify where each of her weapons were on her body. Of course he knew she didnât really need them, but it was better to be safe than sorry.
âMara. I must admit Iâm not entirely unsurprised to see you, even with you ignoring your orders. Double ohs, never really follow the command to the letter.â He said calmly before looking back at his computer, fingers flying across the keyboard as he did. âReally though, it depends on what the question is to what kind of answer you get. Surprise me.â
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It was a move that blindsided most of MI6. Of all the people they thought would turn on them, Q was pretty far down the list. Hell Mara herself was higher up that list in most peopleâs eyes. (Including her own, she has more loyalty to Q than the whole of this stupid agency and she has plenty of reasons to not want to stay without her boyfriend.) She knows sheâs racing the clock on this one, going rogue herself just a short hour after Q did, ignoring her orders to stay out of this due to her emotional attachment, but she knows the double-oh sent on this mission has a kill mission and her stupid lover has some questions to answer before she decides if sheâs going to let the agent finish their mission or not.Â
She manages to catch up to her possible ex, less than two hours after she vanishes herself. She steps through the portal behind him and before he gets a chance to speak himself sheâs cutting off with a cold, âIf I ask you to explain why am I going to get an answer or are you going to lie to me again?
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