Weighty Matters - Short Affair
Prompts: disagree, white
word count: 545
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"… and so in conclusion I want to reiterate that I disagree with the summation of this affair and its relative consequences."
Alexander Waverly looked up at the speaker as though just realizing the man was in the room.
"Oh, ahh… Thank you, Mr. Webley, your … ahh, your complaint is noted." He nodded his head to indicate the matter was now closed and that Mr. Webley was dismissed. He would not be involved any longer in the discussion regarding the Angel Falls Affair.
Napoleon Solo took a sideways glance at his partner, Illya Kuryakin, before speaking.
"Sir, we understand Mr. Webley's point of view on this matter, but in all honesty the trek up Auyan-tepui did not violate any of the region's indigenous peoples or practices. We interfered in nothing in pursuit of the THRUSH who were attempting to gain control of the falls. Venezuela has filed no complaints, making those of Mr. Webley questionable at best."
Illya nodded in agreement. The falls were named for a pilot named Jimmy Angel, who had abandoned his aircraft at the top of the mountains in 1937; it was still there as he had left it. THRUSH had attempted to remove it, hoping to unearth some mysterious power source they thought responsible for the plane's descent atop the falls highest point.
"The plane was mired in marshy ground, making it impossible for Angel to take off again. It has nothing to do with some geophysical, metaphysical or any other phenomenon of nature. Marsh, very simply, marsh. We observed it and have reported it. We also shut down the satrapy responsible for that venture and…" Waverly held up his hand, stopping Illya from continuing.
"Mr. Kuryakin, Mr. Solo… you do not need to explain any more of this mission to me. I understand your report, completely." A small smile almost materialized, but the mask of sovereignty remained intact.
Napoleon cleared his throat and stretched his neck, a habit of which he was unaware but signaled to his partner a measure of insecurity unseen by others.
"Okay… So, we are to ignore Mr. Webley…?' He waited for a sign of some sort.
"We are to … be excused?" Waverly almost laughed at that. He didn't intend to impose a demeanor of such terror inducing power, but Mr. Solo seemed to be a shade of white only slightly more colorful that his pale complected partner.
"Mr. Solo, the attitude represented by Mr. Webley, and perhaps others like him, are that the Angel Falls and other natural wonders of its ilk, should never be trespassed for any reason, even ours. He has overlooked the very real danger that THRUSH was presenting to that region, instead concentrating on what he feared we, UNCLE, might impose. I let him state his case, and I will communicate to him in more detail what has been avoided by our presence there. Now, if there is nothing more…"
The Old Man was done. He raised his eyebrows in a questioning manner, but the only response from the two agents was to rise from their seats and walk out of his office.
He watched them go, letting the smile he had hidden finally and fully crease the weathered features. But then it passed, and the weight of the world was once more on his shoulders.
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These lines stood out, "A small smile almost materialized, but the mask of sovereignty remained intact," and "He watched them go, letting the smile he had hidden finally and fully crease the weathered features. But then it passed, and the weight of the world was once more on his shoulders."
Brava! Would love to see you continue this one.
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