Apr. 25th, 2018

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MFU is our game here, writing about the two spies we love to spend time with.
What about 100 words from you today, just because you love them.

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"Look out!" Napoleon shouted, but it was too late.

A wheelbarrow full of red bricks came tumbling down on top of Illya, dumped by a fugitive atop a scaffolding.

Solo raised his gun, darting the man and sending him hurtling down to the ground.

Napoleon made a dash for his partner, scrambling to uncover him. Finally a pale face appeared.

"Illya! Wake up buddy, come on!"

Kuryakin's eyes fluttered open, blinking a few times.

"Napoleon?" His voice was hoarse.

"I'm here. What hurts...can you move?"

"I could if you would get your knee off my chest."

"Oops, sorry."

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Inspired by [livejournal.com profile] mrua7's Short Affair 'Monday's Child'

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He tried not to kill if he didn’t have to. Whenever possible he would arm himself with sleep darts or, when an explosion was needed, he gave anyone in the vicinity a chance to get away. Unfortunately, there were times when death was the objective, and this was when he came into his own. He was a highly trained assassin who would carry out his orders impeccably.

He tried not to kill if he didn’t have to. However, when it did become necessary, Illya Kuryakin was the model of cold, ruthless efficiency. A fact which distressed him to the core.


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