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"Sticks and Stones" ~ for PicFic Tuesday Challenge

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The prompt:

Illya Kuryakin waited patiently at the airport for his partner’s flight to arrive. He told Napoleon he would be there to pick him up, regardless of the time.

The flight was supposed to land at eleven in the evening, but it was now delayed due to inclement weather.

The waiting area was nearly empty this time of night but for some reason a couple decided to sit right behind the Russian rather than choosing one of the many empty seats available.

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Airport Lost and Found - for picfic Tuesday 23/08/2016

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Illya dropped into the chair at the airport departure lounge with a barely suppressed sigh, glad to be heading home at last but still inexpressibly exhausted. He'd spent the past couple of weeks as a not-so-willing 'guest' of one Jean Robert, a particularly sadistic sort even by THRUSH standards, and while he'd escaped without serious injury he was a lot weaker than he wanted to admit. Which made it even more frustrating that they had reached Charles De Gaulle airport only to find it blanketed in a thick fog and all flights temporarily grounded.

Struggling not to close his eyes, he pushed himself back into the chair, his copy of the European Physics Review falling unread into his lap. He didn't make a habit of letting his guard down in such a public place, but right now the only thing keeping him awake was the couple sitting behind him holding an animated argument about the price of poodles.

Napoleon was over by the desk, ostensibly checking how much longer they were likely to be delayed, in reality flirting nicely with the pretty girl on duty.

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