Navy Base Under the Nevada Desert
Feb. 26th, 2014
Navy Base Under the Nevada Desert

The Girl from UNCLE - Very Bright
Feb. 26th, 2014 07:10 am“Oh, darn it!” April Dancer could easily take out an army of THRUSH grunts without breaking a sweat and still make her dinner date, but maintaining a perfect manicure had its challenges.
“Tough day, luv?” Mark Slate cast an admiring look at his redheaded partner. She was supposed to be typing their report but something had stopped her progress.

Ties That Bind [Mature Audiences]
Feb. 26th, 2014 08:25 amTies That Bind
Somewhere in the Caribbean. Early November, 1967.
The seaside cottage was nestled on the edge of a rainforest, far from even the trickle of off-season tourists. Everything about it was perfect: tropical breezes and private beaches. Eighty-degree days and seventy-degree nights. And best of all, no cars, no people, no disturbances from the outside world — not even a telephone.
Island hideaways don’t come much better than this, April Dancer reflected as she stood on the cottage’s covered veranda. But then, Napoleon really needed a vacation, if only this short one. The month before, he’d been falsely accused and brutally interrogated by one of their own people. More recently, he’d been stalked by a madman and mauled by the madman’s leopard. The autumn had been rough one, to say the least.
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A/N: this story takes place between Aprils coming to New York, and her first assignment with Napoleon in my story “The New Kid on the block.”
https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8678662/1/The-New-Kid-On-the-Block
April Dancer was apprehensive, well maybe just a teensy weensy bit as this was the first Section II briefing she'd be attending this morning. She felt confident enough but the fact that she would be meeting most of her so-called peers was exciting, but it was a nervous excitement.
She was a female, no arguing that fact, and her presence in this men's world would be breaking down some barriers but would possibly be raising some as well. There would be those who'd be doing their best to try to keep themselves fully entrenched in the world of testosterone; looking upon women as their playthings and not their equals.
To April, their acceptance really didn't matter, as she was there to do a job and not to make friends, but still it would be nice if they weren't disagreeable to her presence.
The briefing, traditionally hosted by the CEA, made her thankful she'd already been introduced to Napoleon Solo and his partner the Russian, Illya Kuryakin. At least there'd be two friendly faces in the room she'd know besides her partner's.