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“I got nothing,” Napoleon threw his playing cards down in disgust before taking a long drag on his very illegal Cuban cigar.
“I wish you would put out that thing,” Illya coughed. “It smells terrible…achoo!”
“Gesundheit.”
“Danke, but if you keep blowing smoke my way I will not be healthy. Please stop.”
“So sue me,” Napoleon grinned, holding the stogie between his teeth.
“You know as an undercover agent, coming from Soviet military intelligence background, that is something rather public that I simply cannot do.”
“Yeah, I know.” Napoleon blew a smoke ring at him.
“You better run Amerikanskii…now.”
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Date: 2016-08-17 07:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-08-17 07:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-08-17 09:09 pm (UTC)Am a bit doubtful about Illya giving warning before he attacks, so I'm suspecting that he knew he could chase Napoleon into some sort of trouble.
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Date: 2016-08-17 09:28 pm (UTC)Now there's 5 more datable chapters to read... "D
Thanks for the comment!