The Stand - A Little Drabble Do Ya
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“How’s the shoulder?”
Napoleon had managed to get himself and his partner to a safe place after an explosive turn of events at the THRUSH satrapy.
“Fine. It may slow me down a little…”
“Well… it’s not Christmas yet. You still have time to get better.”
Illya turned on the blue gaze that disarmed and repelled almost simultaneously.
“That is not a consideration for me, Napoleon. Please, do not think…”
“What I think is that regardless of the process you’ve undertaken to try to understand Christmas and possibly dismantle it entirely, you will not spend it alone, tovarisch.”
Illya smiled.
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Date: 2012-12-20 05:23 am (UTC)