Do Tell - Short Affair Challenge 10/14

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I'm late, but I made it.

The Prompts: Propel, Sky Blue

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“Who got the promotion? Was it Solo?”

A crowd of UNCLE employees were huddled together trying to hear the latest development regarding the man who would be replacing Vince Weatherly, the outgoing Chief Enforcement Agent.

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PicFic Challenge for 10/14/14 - Terminus, Pt. 5

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Terminus,  Pt  1 -- Terminus,  Pt  2 -- Terminus,  Pt  3 -- Terminus, Pt 4

Napoleon drove around the area, seemingly at random, but it was only to give him a chance to speak with Illya and April without fear of being overheard. Once he'd filled them in on the swamp eccentric he'd been told about, he turned around and headed back toward the questionable water tower.

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"The Changeling" PART 2 For the PicFic Tuesday Challenge 10/14

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Part 1: Here

Napoleon Solo waited patiently at “Mama Lisa’s” Italian restaurant.  He was supposed to meet his partner there for dinner, with the time prearranged before Illya had left for his week-long mission in upstate New York.

If he looked at his watch once, he looked at it a half-dozen times. Illya was late, very late and that was unlike the Russian.

“Napoleone, penso che la data, lei non è venuta. Avere un po 'di antipasto, mia moglie dice che sei troppo magro, signore_Napoleon, I think the date, she’s not coming. Have a little 'starter’, my wife says you're too skinny, sir,” Fredo cheerfully called to him.

“Grazie amico mio, ma no. Penso che sto solo andando a tornare a casa_thank you my friend, but no. I think I'm just going to go home.” Napoleon said his farewells, heading out the door with only Illya on his mind. He was beginning to worry.

Ducking into a side alley, he pulled his communicator.

“Channel F, Kuryakin.”

“Kuryakin here,” the familiar voice answered a moment later.

“Illya where are you?”

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Flour and Water (Chapter 3) - Picfic - October 14th

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Chapter 1 - http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/755318.html
Chapter 2 - http://section7mfu.livejournal.com/761576.html


Illya couldn’t think. He felt as though his brain was shutting down and there was nothing he could do to prevent it. The trapped agent banged his hands, ineffectually, against the glass. Very quickly, his will was gone and his hands dropped to his sides. Illya had a vague awareness, but no longer had any real conscious thoughts.

Napoleon had a ridiculously tight grip on his rifle, willing himself to allow things to play out. He had an idea, but his whole plan hinged on Illya’s captor doing one particular thing.
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