Misty - A Little DrabbleDo Ya! - April 27th

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

I hope no-one minds me cheating a little by basing my drabble on yesterday's picfic prompt.



Illya was not a lover of fog, but as he crept along the mist-shrouded beach, he was grateful for its cover. It meant he could approach shack virtually unseen. The one man on guard had no idea of Illya’s presence until he felt a thud at the base of his neck.

Checking there was no-one else around, the Russian took the insensible guard’s keys and unlocked the door of the shack. Inside, he found a bound Napoleon Solo. He released his partner and helped him to his feet.

“It’s about time, “Solo complained. “This damp fog is ruining my suit.”

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Comments

[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

Oh yes the clothes come first

[jantojones.livejournal.com]

Natuarlly. The suit is more important than his own self.