Challenge: The Short Affair

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Prompt Word #1 - Traffic
Prompt Colour – White
Word Count-approx. 780
Sorry. I'm a day behind.

Human Kindness

It was a sunny afternoon sunny, sweltering afternoon. To say the day was simply a “scorcher” was to do a disservice to the word. The heat was searing and penetrating; the kind of temperature that sucked the life right out of you and cooked eggs on the blacktop. It was a record breaker. Did I mention it was hot?

Napoleon Solo and Illya Kuryakin were singing the praises of the U.N.C.L.E. mechanics who maintained the ‘60 Chevy Corvair sedan they were using today. The air conditioning unit worked like a charm keeping the enforcement agents pleasantly cool. They were returning home from a successful assignment when they noticed a disabled red VW Beetle pulled off the highway ahead. A woman dressed in a white sleeveless blouse and light pink short-shorts was waving her arms trying to flag down any passerby.

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"The Little Diomede Affair"~ Chapter 8 for the PicFic Tuesday Challenge 7/28

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Links to:

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Part 2-Chapter 2 Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7

The prompt:



It was an hour past sunset and the stars looked so close that it felt like you could reach out and grab them. Dancing in the sky, filling it with the pulsating ripples of greens, pinks and whites was the aurora borealis, appearing as brilliantly as Ivy had hoped it would.

Napoleon and Peter positioned themselves not far from the entrance to the silo, awaiting the promised distraction, and when it came, it was a doozie.

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Explosive Beginnings… PicFic 7/28 and First Meetings Challenge

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"What in the blazes…? Who set off those fireworks?"

Let's back up a little…

Napoleon Solo was not new to the Continent, he had visited here several times already in his career as a spy.  Some of his past was truly that, gone and forgotten as well as could be.  Currently he was with the United Network Command for Law and Enforcement, an organization intent on regulating evil with a hand towards compromise and peaceful co-existence.  Intrinsically, that is to say in his ideals of a perfect world, UNCLE had a future that bode well for the future of the planet.  As a full time optimist, that made his work more worthwhile somehow.  Solo believed good could prevail.

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Always Expect A Miracle - Picfic Challenge 28th July

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Always Expect A Miracle

Napoleon woke on the morning of his thirty-fourth birthday to the feeling of ice cold water pouring down the back of his neck.

“Urgh!” Shivering violently, he shoved himself as far away from the wall as the chains would allow him, gasping slightly as his ribs protested. He'd hoped yesterday that they were just bruised, but now he was pretty sure they were cracked at the very least. “That was unpleasant,” he said, after a second. “Is it too much to ask that THRUSH builds a dungeon that's waterproof?”

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