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section7mfu2013-01-17 11:29 am
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The Cat's Tale Affair~ A story for all you cat-loving cousins out there!
Summary: Illya is called to help his friend Claire with a growing problem. A Bowery Mission story.
The telephone on the wall in the lab rang, startling Illya Kuryakin for a second, as he was concentrating on a piece of micro-circuitry that he was working on to improve the communicator pen.
He was trying to develop some sort of silent mode, as the pens quite often went off at the most inopportune times, alerting someone to their users presence. A stakeout at a train station had been ruined for he and Napoleon, and that prompted Illya to start the project.
The Russian was determined to solve the problem, if not with a silencer, then perhaps with some sort of buzzer to alert an agent a call was coming in. So far that wasn’t working, as the sound it made was still too loud. “Hmmm, perhaps a vibration might work?” He asked himself.
He slipped off his stool, grabbing hold of the receiver on the white rotary wall phone, thinking UNCLE needed upgrade to the the new push button ones, but that was yet another issue with accounting, as they saw the old telephones as still serviceable.
Illya had no idea how Napoleon, a man not patient when it came to paperwork, managed to deal with the accounting division, now that he was CEA. It was one of his many new responsibilities that came along with the position and he had no choice in dealing with the matter. He’d called his partner in on many a meeting with the representative from accounting, though it did no good most of the time, but as Napoleon’s second in command, Illya was obliged to become involved.
“Lab, Kuryakin,” he answered the phone.
To read the rest of the story go to: http://section7mfu.dreamwidth.org/205090.html It was too long a story to post on LJ, so trying it this way... You can make your comments on LJ...
The telephone on the wall in the lab rang, startling Illya Kuryakin for a second, as he was concentrating on a piece of micro-circuitry that he was working on to improve the communicator pen.
He was trying to develop some sort of silent mode, as the pens quite often went off at the most inopportune times, alerting someone to their users presence. A stakeout at a train station had been ruined for he and Napoleon, and that prompted Illya to start the project.
The Russian was determined to solve the problem, if not with a silencer, then perhaps with some sort of buzzer to alert an agent a call was coming in. So far that wasn’t working, as the sound it made was still too loud. “Hmmm, perhaps a vibration might work?” He asked himself.
He slipped off his stool, grabbing hold of the receiver on the white rotary wall phone, thinking UNCLE needed upgrade to the the new push button ones, but that was yet another issue with accounting, as they saw the old telephones as still serviceable.
Illya had no idea how Napoleon, a man not patient when it came to paperwork, managed to deal with the accounting division, now that he was CEA. It was one of his many new responsibilities that came along with the position and he had no choice in dealing with the matter. He’d called his partner in on many a meeting with the representative from accounting, though it did no good most of the time, but as Napoleon’s second in command, Illya was obliged to become involved.
“Lab, Kuryakin,” he answered the phone.
To read the rest of the story go to: http://section7mfu.dreamwidth.org/205090.html It was too long a story to post on LJ, so trying it this way... You can make your comments on LJ...
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Illya will come through for them, I'm sure. :D
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Glad you liked it and thanks for commenting!
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