Everything was moving in slow motion as Illya drove forward, crashing through a large plate glass window.
Shattering into a thousand pieces; they seemed to float motionless in the air around him for that split second of weightless.
Until Illya dropped, plunging to a built in swimming pool at least fifty feet below.
It was a perfect entry, and Kuryakin surfaced, swimming poolside where he was plucked out by his partner.
“That was some exit. Get it?”
“Got it,” Illya gasped.
“Good.”
“Napoleon, remind me to never do that again.”
“And here I thought you were just showing off tovarish.”
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Date: 2016-01-21 12:07 am (UTC)Thanks for the comment!
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Date: 2016-01-21 11:55 am (UTC)You are up early today!
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