The Letter/Les Girls - PicFic Tuesday

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The Letter is a story I posted a few months ago and left open ended, an invitation for something more.  Well, the something more is my PicFic, but I've started with The Letter so that there is continuity in the telling of the tale.  The reference to another character in this story is in no way intended to disparage our lovable CEA... he is beautifully flawed.
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"Solo's Luck" ~ for the PicFic Tuesday challenge 3/26

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"Not possible!" Illya barked at the man speaking to him. "Napoleon would simply not do such a thing." The news he'd just heard caught the Russian completely off guard after he just arrived at headquarters from an extended mission in Belgium.

"I'm telling you, he's been suspended and he's lucky he was only sent home. UNCLE is handling it instead of the police. There's talk of him being sent to Tartarus," Agent Styles spoke candidly. *

Kuryakin's face went red with anger, "Napoleon Solo would never commit rape. Never!" He paced back and forth in the conference room, almost beside himself at the news.

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"Solo's Luck" ~ for picfic Tuesday challenge 3/26

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"Not possible!" Illya barked at the man speaking to him. "Napoleon would simply not do such a thing." The news he'd just heard caught the Russian completely off guard after he just arrived at headquarters from an extended mission in Belgium.

"I'm telling you, he's been suspended and he's lucky he was only sent home. UNCLE is handling it instead of the police. There's talk of him being sent to Tartarus," Agent Styles spoke candidly. *

Kuryakin's face went red with anger, "Napoleon Solo would never commit rape. Never!" He paced back and forth in the conference room, almost beside himself at the news.

 

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PicFic 3/26

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The New Girl

Napoleon froze at the entrance to the conference room. He had only stopped to glance because the door was wide open - a highly unusual occurence.

A blonde - a very beautiful blonde - was sitting at the table. Her gaze seemed unfocused and to the side - daydreaming about something while waiting, he assumed. Since she hadn't noticed him yet, he took a longer time to study her than he might usually have taken the liberty to do. Her hair was glossy, well-groomed, but not overly fussy as it covered one ear but was swept neatly behind her left one. Her makeup emphasized her eyes and lips but wasn't done with too heavy a hand. The dress she was wearing was both modest and alluring. It looked to be a designer label in an amethyst jewel tone that was well-tailored to her figure. Her shoes and handbag were both black leather and also looked designer.

Whoever she was waiting for, she was apparently at ease. Her breathing was light and regular and she made the occasional small movement, but wasn't moving so much as to be fidgeting. His eyes were finally drawn away from her by the sound of footsteps.

He glanced down the hall to see Mister Waverly and Illya approaching, apparently in the midst of a discussion as Illya had a clipboard in front of him and Mister Waverly was nodding periodically. At least until he spotted where Napoleon was standing and then motioned him over.

"You didn't enter the conference room, did you, Mister Solo?"

"No, Mister Waverly. I saw it was occupied."

Seeming pleased with that answer, Mister Waverly smiled.

"I trust that seeing that it was occupied was not all that you noticed. What is your impression of Miss Victoria? She is our latest addition to U.N.C.L.E."

"Really?"

Napoleon couldn't imagine that a woman dressed like that was headed for the secretarial pool, but surely he'd have caught wind of someone who looked like that going through Survival School.

"Which Section is she joining, sir?"

"She's part of Section VIII - Research and Development."

Mister Waverly moved to the doorway and gazed at the lady himself briefly before speaking.

"Congratulations are in order to you, Mister Kuryakin. You and your team have surpassed yourselves. To think she came to us from a Disney exhibition."

Illya smiled, both at the praise from Mister Waverly and the honest look of confusion on Napoleon's face.

"Do you remember our time at the World's Fair, Napoleon?"

"Yes, but what does that have to do with -?"

It hit Napoleon like a ton of bricks.

"The Lincoln exhibit. Are you kidding me? She's an animatronic?"

"She is indeed, Mister Solo. Mister Kuryakin informs me that currently her movements are limited. Eye blinks, breathing, slight head turns and such. But my first concern was that she could pass as a living woman to casual observation. Your reaction showed that she has passed that test with flying colors. Now, if you gentlemen will excuse me, I have a luncheon meeting to attend."

"Of course, sir."

Napoleon waiting until Mister Waverly was gone to step into the conference room and move closer to 'Victoria'.

"Wow. I still don't believe it. And think of the benefits you might reap, chum."

Standing in the doorway, watching as Napoleon touched the animatronics' hand briefly, Illya frowned.

"Benefits? What benefits?"

"Are you kidding? You could be well on the way to making the perfect woman for yourself."

"And to think I was about to offer to buy you lunch in celebration of a successful project."

The Letter/Les Girls - PicFic Tuesday

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 The Letter is a story I posted a few months ago and left open ended, an invitation for something more.  Well, the something more is my PicFic, but I've started with The Letter so that there is continuity in the telling of the tale.  The reference to another character in this story is in no way intended to disparage our lovable CEA... he is beautifully flawed.
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Unfair Competition - Picfic Tuesday - 3/26, 26/3

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I love holidays, I actually have time to do one of these!

Unfair Competition

Illya Kuryakin gazed at the woman sitting across the table from him and wondered, not for the first time, if she was ever going to shut up.

This wasn’t how he had envisioned the evening. By now he had rather hoped to be heading back to her place. She was supposed to be enthralled by his conversation. He had been piling on the charm all night. According to his plans they were to go to her rooms after dinner and...

He sighed. She didn’t notice.

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They look good in color...

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I've seen this a lot in B&W, but I don't recall ever seeing it in color.  Nice.

Picfic 3/26/13: MODEL BEAUTY

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Name: MODEL BEAUTY
Genre: GEN
Warnings: NONE
Length: approx 425 words



Author's Note: Written for the 3/26/13 Picfic challenge.
I see U.N.C.L.E. as possibly investigating using “robotic puppets” for various tasks after taking apart the Thrush technology used in the “fembots” of THE SORT OF DO-IT-YOURSELF DREADFUL AFFAIR and the dolls of THE THOR AFFAIR.

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Picfic tuesday 03-26 - Looks Can Be Deceiving

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Sandy from communications placed the folder on Waverly's desk and walked from the room, Napoleon watched her swaying hips with appreciation until the door slid closed.

"Are we boring you Mr. Solo?" The Old Man enquired with a raised eyebrow.

"Um, no sir, sorry, I was just thinking."

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Picfic Tuesday 03-19 : Truce

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"If you want to help your friend, you will meet me."

"How do I know I can trust you, and why do you want to help me?"

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