HODOWE: Tax Day/Admin Pro Day Story Posting Opens!

[carabele.livejournal.com]

Hey folks,

Story posting for the HODOWE: Tax Day/Admin Pro Day challenge is now open here on section7mfu (and on fanfiction dot net)! Posting for this challenge will be open until Saturday, April 21st.

Please use the HODOWE tag, as well as the TAX DAY and/or ADMIN PRO DAY tags as appropriate to make your stories easily findable. Also, as a courtesy, remember to post the bulk of your story under a cut.

Just to give folks a heads-up, the next HODOWE writing challenge will be for May Day with a posting timeframe of April 29th through the May 5th.

HODOWE: Tax Day/Admin Pro Day Story Posting Opens!

[carabele.livejournal.com]

Hey folks,

Story posting for the HODOWE: Tax Day/Admin Pro Day challenge is now open here on section7mfu (and on fanfiction dot net)! Posting for this challenge will be open until Saturday, April 21st.

Please use the HODOWE tag, as well as the TAX DAY and/or ADMIN PRO DAY tags as appropriate to make your stories easily findable. Also, as a courtesy, remember to post the bulk of your story under a cut.

Just to give folks a heads-up, the next HODOWE writing challenge will be for May Day with a posting timeframe of April 29th through the May 5th.

The Orphanage Chapter 14- a story told in drabbles

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

link to chapter 13: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/42152.html
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Varnava, whose name meant son of extortion,knocked Lyov aside, lunging out with a knife in his hand.

Illya tried diving to the side but his retreat was blocked, allowing Varnava him to catch him in the shoulder with the blade before Lyov and the others stopped the carnage from proceeding further.

Once the outsiders were removed, barely alive, Lyov’s good luck charm was taken to the infirmary and left leaning against the door. They abandoned him there after knocking then ran off, and as the drunken doctor opened up, the body of young Illya Kuryakin thumped to the floor.

                                  

The Orphanage Chapter 14- a story told in drabbles

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

link to chapter 13: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/42152.html
_____________________________________________________

Varnava, whose name meant son of extortion,knocked Lyov aside, lunging out with a knife in his hand.

Illya tried diving to the side but his retreat was blocked, allowing Varnava him to catch him in the shoulder with the blade before Lyov and the others stopped the carnage from proceeding further.

Once the outsiders were removed, barely alive, Lyov’s good luck charm was taken to the infirmary and left leaning against the door. They abandoned him there after knocking then ran off, and as the drunken doctor opened up, the body of young Illya Kuryakin thumped to the floor.

                                  

The Tax Man Cometh...

[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

Napoleon Solo is engaged in a struggle, but doesn't receive any help from his partner this time.   Tax Day/Admin Pro Day Challenge on the UNCLE HQ forum.

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The Tax Man Cometh...

[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

Napoleon Solo is engaged in a struggle, but doesn't receive any help from his partner this time.   Tax Day/Admin Pro Day Challenge on the UNCLE HQ forum.

( Read more... )

 

 

 

 

The Orphanage Chapter 15- a story told in drabbles.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

link to chapter 14: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/42629.html
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Illya awoke, finding himself laying on a thin mattress atop a white metal-framed bed, the paint chipping off much of it.

He was dizzy, and his shoulder hurt as he lifted his head slowly.

“Illya?” Natasha was at his bedside.

“Da.”

“I heard what happened, I was worried for you.”

“Spacibo, but why?”

“I told you, I liked you.”

“You do not even know me,” he mumbled.

“But I would like to,” She smiled shyly, “Is that alright?”

“But of course.” He tried to hide his smile.

“Horosho_good.”  She kissed his forehead, looking into his blue eyes, then left him.

              

The Orphanage Chapter 15- a story told in drabbles.

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

link to chapter 14: http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/42629.html
_____________________________________________________

Illya awoke, finding himself laying on a thin mattress atop a white metal-framed bed, the paint chipping off much of it.

He was dizzy, and his shoulder hurt as he lifted his head slowly.

“Illya?” Natasha was at his bedside.

“Da.”

“I heard what happened, I was worried for you.”

“Spacibo, but why?”

“I told you, I liked you.”

“You do not even know me,” he mumbled.

“But I would like to,” She smiled shyly, “Is that alright?”

“But of course.” He tried to hide his smile.

“Horosho_good.”  She kissed his forehead, looking into his blue eyes, then left him.