PicFic Tuesday Prompt for Tuesday September 13th

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Due: Tuesday September 13th
Statistical stuff: Minimum 500 words, no maximum.
Subject Matter: Post a MFU story based on the photo prompt.

Should fit into the GENeral concepts of the section7mfu community, contain nothing explicit and reflects the 1960's series in style and content, featuring our brave men from U.N.C.L.E.

However, that being said, there is a GEN-mature tag option for stories that contain violence, torture, angst or mild het. So if your story falls under that category please use the appropriate tag.

Your story can be specifcally about the prompt, just featured or mentioned in your story. It's meant to inspire!

Post both HET, long term AU-Romance stories in mfu_map_room
Slash and pre-slash stories should be posted to uncle_du_jour

Subject Header: Please include in your Subject Header the phrase 'For Picfic Tuesday', your title and the due date as well as which site on which you are posting your story.

Tags: Use-PicFic, Gen or Gen-mature for Section VII.
Use-PicFic, Het, Romance, AU for The Map Room
Use PicFic, pre-slash,slashfor Uncle du Jour

Here's your prompt:

Time to post your PicFic Challenge stories!

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You still have time to write one for this week's prompt:

"We have a job to do" ~ for PicFic Tuesday 9/6

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The prompt:

They watched intently, staring at the pieces as if they could will them to move. Of course that wasn’t the case as a group of older men gathered around the outdoor chess boards in Washington Square Park.

It was but thirteen minutes or so by car from the New York headquarters of the U.N.C.L.E. and two of its agents stood to the back of the crowd, not really watching the players.

There was only one man who was of interest to them. It was the fellow wearing the fedora standing directly in front of one of the chess tables. Behind him wearing sunglasses and a hat was his bodyguard, a man known only as Louie the ‘stick.’ He was nicknamed that because he was as skinny as one.

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PicFic Challenge, 6 September, for Section VII, "FRIENDSHIP"

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Napoleon Solo entered the office he shared with his partner, and paused just inside the door. Illya had hurriedly buried his head beneath the desk and seemed to be shuffling with something in the depth of his desk drawer. Presently he emerged, his face carefully blank, took up a fresh sheet of paper and inserted it into his typewriter.
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Picfic Tuesday: The Hippopotamus Defense

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Illya and Napoleon were strolling on Ocean Avenue in the Brighton Beach section of Brooklyn one Tuesday afternoon.  It was a hot early September day, but the strong breeze off the nearby ocean with its hint of salt in the air made the heat quite bearable, in fact, Napoleon noted that the group of old men gathered around the stone chess tables to watch even older men play were mostly wearing suit jackets.  It seems like teenagers and twenty – somethings only wear blue jeans nowadays.  As they got closer, snatches of conversations in English and Russian drifted towards them.  “Illya, how are we supposed to know which one of the chess players is our contact?”

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Checkmate - Picfic Tuesday - Sept 6th

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When the contact had sent the message stating he would be waiting at the middle chess table in the park, Napoleon Solo had been immediately suspicious; especially when he read the method of verification. It was far too much of a movie cliché for his liking, and he voiced his disquiet to Illya.

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