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A cold, insistent rain beat a rhythmic tattoo against the narrow laboratory windows, leaching the colour from the room. The clock read 8:05. Q released a soft sigh, his fingers combing through the dark curls at his temple. His newly assigned agent, 008, was late—a regrettable first impression for the Service. Still, tempered by Bond's habitual disorder, he chose to overlook the delay. He withdrew briefly to pour a cup of coffee, leaving the hollow quiet of the doorway behind. Upon his return, he discerned a figure by the entrance whose posture was anything but inconspicuous. Q pressed the buzzer and stepped out into the damp chill. '008?' he inquired, his voice a low hum as he tilted his head, watching the rookie agent look up as though spotted in a rescue. Swathed in an oversized beige…