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After leaving the meeting with Alexander Waverly Kuryakin and Solo walked the grey corridors of headquarters side by side. The daily hustle and bustle of the many people there going about their business, made way for the two agents.
When they walked with such determination, everyone knew Napoleon and Illya were heading out on an assignment.
The partners were ready to go at a moment's notice headed out the through the dressing room in Del Floria's after turning in their badges.
Giving Del a little salute Solo made his way out the door and up the stairs to street level, followed by Illya. They stood their on the sidewalk, surveing the familiar yet dull surroundings, noting the traffic coming and going. The sky was overcast, looking like there was a storm on the horizon.
"It smells like rain is coming," Illya said. "Perhaps we should go get our trench coats?"
A yellow cab screeched to a halt, letting the passenger out in front of Del Florias. She was like a breath of fresh air, a blonde dressed in a form fitting red dress, and a pair of matching pumps.
Everything else seemed grey compared to her and for a brief moment the woman's presence made Napoleon and Illya forget their own personal agendas, other than their assignment.
That's when a cold rain began to falll..
WHO'S UP NEXT FOR CHAPTER 2?
After leaving the meeting with Alexander Waverly Kuryakin and Solo walked the grey corridors of headquarters side by side. The daily hustle and bustle of the many people there going about their business, made way for the two agents.
When they walked with such determination, everyone knew Napoleon and Illya were heading out on an assignment.
The partners were ready to go at a moment's notice headed out the through the dressing room in Del Floria's after turning in their badges.
Giving Del a little salute Solo made his way out the door and up the stairs to street level, followed by Illya. They stood their on the sidewalk, surveing the familiar yet dull surroundings, noting the traffic coming and going. The sky was overcast, looking like there was a storm on the horizon.
"It smells like rain is coming," Illya said. "Perhaps we should go get our trench coats?"
A yellow cab screeched to a halt, letting the passenger out in front of Del Florias. She was like a breath of fresh air, a blonde dressed in a form fitting red dress, and a pair of matching pumps.
Everything else seemed grey compared to her and for a brief moment the woman's presence made Napoleon and Illya forget their own personal agendas, other than their assignment.
That's when a cold rain began to falll..
WHO'S UP NEXT FOR CHAPTER 2?
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