Nov. 10th, 2012

[identity profile] rachaeljurassic.livejournal.com

Thanks spikesgirl, for beta-ing for me.

November, 1960......

Different Worlds

Immediately his shift had been over, Illya had headed for the agents’ common room. Since then he had been glued to the television.

Over the past few months he had become increasingly interested in the election campaign. He’d watched often at work and had even contemplated buying a television, but had dismissed that thought as excessively frivolous. Instead he had listened to his radio.

This was, in fact, the first place he’d been made aware of what was going on. He had initially thought that Sinatra’s ‘High Hopes’ was playing until he’d listened more carefully to the words. Something about a man named Kennedy and ‘the opposition’ going ‘ker-plop’. He’d paid more attention than usual to the piece broadcast immediately afterwards. Apparently this Kennedy was in a race with another man called Hubert Humphrey, and he had a song, too.


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[identity profile] rachaeljurassic.livejournal.com

Thanks spikesgirl, for beta-ing for me.

November, 1960......

Different Worlds

Immediately his shift had been over, Illya had headed for the agents’ common room. Since then he had been glued to the television.

Over the past few months he had become increasingly interested in the election campaign. He’d watched often at work and had even contemplated buying a television, but had dismissed that thought as excessively frivolous. Instead he had listened to his radio.

This was, in fact, the first place he’d been made aware of what was going on. He had initially thought that Sinatra’s ‘High Hopes’ was playing until he’d listened more carefully to the words. Something about a man named Kennedy and ‘the opposition’ going ‘ker-plop’. He’d paid more attention than usual to the piece broadcast immediately afterwards. Apparently this Kennedy was in a race with another man called Hubert Humphrey, and he had a song, too.


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[identity profile] glennagirl.livejournal.com

The night was completely black, devoid of moon or stars as clouds obscured every light.  Two men crept along a dusty path, sometimes clinging to the hedge that bordered their journey from a rusty old car to an unseen target farther ahead of them.

Each man wore a rucksack on his back filled with explosives and an assortment of paraphernalia for blowing up the building to which they were headed.  Neither spoke, not wishing to spill into the silence that surrounded them.


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[identity profile] glennagirl.livejournal.com

The night was completely black, devoid of moon or stars as clouds obscured every light.  Two men crept along a dusty path, sometimes clinging to the hedge that bordered their journey from a rusty old car to an unseen target farther ahead of them.

Each man wore a rucksack on his back filled with explosives and an assortment of paraphernalia for blowing up the building to which they were headed.  Neither spoke, not wishing to spill into the silence that surrounded them.


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Nov. 10th, 2012 10:59 pm
[identity profile] mrua7.livejournal.com
Anyone getting hit with spam/comments? I've gotten a bunch today, same message but different user names. Deleted and reported as spam, changed my settings and password. Not much else to do I guess.

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Nov. 10th, 2012 10:59 pm
[identity profile] mrua7.livejournal.com
Anyone getting hit with spam/comments? I've gotten a bunch today, same message but different user names. Deleted and reported as spam, changed my settings and password. Not much else to do I guess.

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