Mar. 15th, 2017
Just a reminder that our first LIFECYCLE of the year, that encompassing COMPANIONSHIP, opens for posting here on section7mfu this Saturday, March 18th, remaining open through Saturday, March 25th.
Guidelines for the LIFECYCLE: COMPANIONSHIP seasonal challenge can be found here.
In the words of Amelia Earhart: The more one does and sees and feels, the more one is able to do, and the more genuine may be one's appreciation of fundamental things like home, and love, and understanding companionship.
So since the guys have seen more than most and are also definitely doers, seems they would have a well-developed appreciation for companionship in all its forms, no?
Challenge: The Short Affair
-Prompt Word #1 - Hour
-Prompt Colour – Silver
Title: ‘An uneventful assignment’
Word Count: Approx. 1000
Time passed slowly as Napoleon hunkered down in an UNCLE safe house somewhere in Northern New Jersey.
He’d been wounded while trying to escape when he and Kuryakin were on a courier run. Though it was a through and through in his left bicep, he’d bled quite a bit before Illya was finally able staunched the bleeding.
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Someone was nice enough to give a kudos on this story over on AO3, and it made me think of the lovely video posted yesterday in the canteen. It is an homage to our spies, with a nice nod to Mr. Vaughn at the end.
So, this story sort of lined up with that sentiment and I thought I would rec it here for any who are interested.
Stay well, stay warm.
Another Day (Live and Not Die) on AO3
“Morning, Napoleon, Illya. A dead woman was found behind a steering wheel by a passerby an hour ago.”
“What!” Illya exclaimed. “Do the police know what happened?”
“Yes, sadly it was a suicide. She left a note.”
The partners entered Reception, received their badges and then went to the Commissary for coffee.
“I can’t imagine feeling so alone that I would end my life.”
“I agree. Napoleon, you would tell me if you felt isolated and in pain?”
“I also. It is good to have a friend.”
Napoleon’s contact had been extremely adamant about meeting alone, which had instantly put Illya on alert. As a precaution, and without Solo’s knowledge, he followed discreetly and kept his distance. He needn’t have worried, as the hand-off went without any issue.
Two hours later, Illya was back in the office he shared with his partner, prepping for an upcoming assignment. A while later, Napoleon entered and greeted the Russian.
“Did the hand-off go well?” Illya asked.
“No problem,” Napoleon replied. “My contact was a little worried about being followed, but nothing came of it.”
“Occupational Hazard I suppose.”
Napoleon studied the expression on Illya’s face, but there was nothing there other than mild interest.
“Too true,” he replied. “By the way, you need to work on your tailing techniques. I knew you were following me almost immediately.”
Solo was impressed by Illya’s lack of reaction. The man merely shrugged.
“I will not apologise,” he stated.
“I wouldn’t expect you too, Tovarisch,” Napoleon responded, with a laugh. “I’m just glad you’re there to watch my back.”