John snorted. "Course I thought about it. You think they call me the King of All Bastards because I spit on the pavement? Shit, it's not every day you stumble across something with that much blackmail potential. And do you have any idea how much some of my 'colleagues' would have traded for that information?"
He dearly wished he had a cigarette to keep his hands occupied, and crossed his arms on his knees instead so they wouldn't fidget. "I dunno though. I think of London as my town, but it was pretty obvious you'd both been here a helluva lot longer. It would've been like..." he gestured vaguely, "...flying a plane into Big Ben, or blowing up Westminster Abbey or something. Some things just oughtn't to be messed with." He smiled suddenly. "Anyway, your little gentlemens' agreement was a better dig at all the Powers that Be than anything I could ever come up with. Seemed a shame to bollocks things up for everybody."
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Date: 2006-02-02 04:30 am (UTC)He dearly wished he had a cigarette to keep his hands occupied, and crossed his arms on his knees instead so they wouldn't fidget. "I dunno though. I think of London as my town, but it was pretty obvious you'd both been here a helluva lot longer. It would've been like..." he gestured vaguely, "...flying a plane into Big Ben, or blowing up Westminster Abbey or something. Some things just oughtn't to be messed with." He smiled suddenly. "Anyway, your little gentlemens' agreement was a better dig at all the Powers that Be than anything I could ever come up with. Seemed a shame to bollocks things up for everybody."