Nov. 26th, 2013

[identity profile] mrua7.livejournal.com
           


Two men, one blond and one brunette, walked into the lobby of the First National Bank; all was serene, a typical work day with Solo taking personal note of several lovely tellers behind the counter helping a few customers. One in particular, a redhead, caught his eye.


Napoleon took out his wallet, removing a check and at a nearby desk, endorsed it.


Illya, being nosy, peeked over his partner’s shoulder, looking at the amount.


“If you want to know, all you have to do is ask,” the American said out of the side of his mouth.


“Sorry I apologize. That was rude of me...a check from your Aunt Amy?”


“Yes, for my birthday,” Napoleon smiled.


“That my friend is a substantial gift.”


“What can I say, I’m her favorite nephew...and since she has no children, she does tend to be rather generous not to only me, but to my brother and sisters as well.”


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[identity profile] glennagirl.livejournal.com
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As two men stood staring up at the façade of the old bank building, another pair of eyes observed their activities.  Keenly aware of what the THRUSH duo had in mind, Napoleon Solo was compelled nonetheless to let their little plan go forward.

The communicator warbled its tune as UNCLE’s top agent casually removed it from his pocket, stilling the noise as he popped up the receiver.

“Solo; how may I be of assistance?”

“Very cute.  What is happening there?”  The Russian’s stern response indicated his lack of appreciation for his own vantage point.

“Meet any new birds up on your perch, Illya?”  The smirk was nearly visible through the indrawn breath he did not disguise.

“If that was intended to be a pun it remains unappreciated, Napoleon.  Do you still have Davis and Tyne in view?”  Napoleon grinned in spite of his partner’s foul mood.  Someone had to take the rooftop position, they just hadn’t planned on it being alongside a colony of carrier pigeons.  Anyway, Kuryakin’s wardrobe was more easily replaced should there be any … residual grime.  Napoleon was wearing a new suit.

“No puns, just seems as though there are birds everywhere.  Speaking of…’ The two THRUSH were on the move and Napoleon felt certain they would now be entering the bank.

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[identity profile] dixiebelle2013.livejournal.com

Illya was headed up the stairs leading to the First National City Bank of New York when he saw a young man whiz past him carrying a woman's purse. At the same time, he heard calls for help in Russian.

Like a flash he was after the man, tackling him and knocking him to the ground. In the following tussle, Illya snatched the purse and looked about for its owner. He was amazed to see that she was none other than Larissa Kirillovna Romanova, his father's old flame whom he himself had befriended recently.

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