Loss - A Little Drabble Do Ya!
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section7mfuNapoleon tossed the dog-eared magazine aside. “What's the word, Doc?”
"I'm sorry. We couldn't save it.”
Napoleon’s brow furrowed. “How’d he take the news?”
“Not well, I think, but I don't speak Russian. Your name was mentioned.”
“No doubt. I’d like to see him now, if that's OK.”
“Just be sure he stays quiet. He needs to rest.”
Napoleon winced inwardly at his partner’s bruised and swollen face, but said dispassionately, “It's not so bad.”
Illya’s response was bitter and unintelligible.
“Hey now, Doc Allen said you're not supposed to talk.”
He turned his shoulders as a wad of bloody gauze narrowly missed his suit.
“You cracked my tooth!” Illya hissed furiously.
Napoleon shrugged. “I did tell you to duck.”
"I'm sorry. We couldn't save it.”
Napoleon’s brow furrowed. “How’d he take the news?”
“Not well, I think, but I don't speak Russian. Your name was mentioned.”
“No doubt. I’d like to see him now, if that's OK.”
“Just be sure he stays quiet. He needs to rest.”
Napoleon winced inwardly at his partner’s bruised and swollen face, but said dispassionately, “It's not so bad.”
Illya’s response was bitter and unintelligible.
“Hey now, Doc Allen said you're not supposed to talk.”
He turned his shoulders as a wad of bloody gauze narrowly missed his suit.
“You cracked my tooth!” Illya hissed furiously.
Napoleon shrugged. “I did tell you to duck.”
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Date: 2017-01-18 11:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-01-19 02:45 am (UTC)I got the idea while at the dentist Monday. My experience was better than poor Illya's.
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Date: 2017-01-19 02:49 am (UTC)