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Beneath both his eyes and spreading onto one cheek were bruises of varying shades of red, black and blue. His nose was slightly swollen and he was favoring his right leg, as he limped through the agents entrance at the New York headquarters.


The blond accepted his ID badge from the agent manning the desk without a word. The woman, new to UNCLE, had been warned not to bother the Russian with overly sympathetic attention when he was showing signs of being fairly beaten up, which was quite often.


Despite his condition, Illya Kuryakin was in good spirits, though he would have been hard-pressed to smile if asked.


He was relieved the woman said nothing, knowing he looked pretty bad and simply nodded his thanks to her before stepping through the secondary entrance.


The first person he met was April Dancer, whose face spoke volumes when she saw him.


“Oh Illya...”


“Please April, do not say it. I am well aware of my appearance.”


“May I suggest something to help, you silly goose.”


“And what would that be?” The two walked down the dull grey corridor, heading towards the elevator.


She pulled a compact and tube of concealer from her purse.”With this... Makeup 101, Mr. Kuryakin,” she winked.


He managed to break into a small smile in return inspite of the discomfort.

“Thank you for a very good idea April,” he said, pushing her hand holding the offered cosmetics back towards her purse. “I think I will use my own makeup kit.  It is in my office.”


“Would you like some help?”


He cocked his head to one side, his lower lip protruding while he thought about it just for a second.

“Why not?”


.


Napoleon walked into the office he shared with his partner, seeing Illya and April Dancer sitting and chatting together.  Nothing surprising there, but he did a double take after looking at Illya’s face.


“Wait a minute. Didn’t you have two black eyes and bruising on...?”


“What bruising would that be darling?” April asked.


“No way, I saw my partner get beat up...you couldn’t have recovered that quickly.”


“The miracle of modern medicine,” Illya said, not batting an eye. That look of pure innocence and April's seriousness were quite convincing.


“Really?”

Napoleon raised his eyebrows in response and turned around, shaking his head as he decided to head up to medical.

He had a rather large and unsightly bruise on his backside...now if they could take care of that embarrassing discoloration, he could keep his date with Adrienne, a voluptuously gorgeous woman he’d recently met in Queens.


As the doors shushed closed behind him, Solo swore he could hear laughter coming from the other side...


"Oh Illya you have the most amazing recuperative powers I've ever seen! "April spoke loudly, knowing full well Napoleon was eavesdropping on them...

Date: 2014-03-05 03:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] glennagirl.livejournal.com
Haha... laughter is the best medicine ;)

Date: 2014-03-05 04:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lindafishes8.livejournal.com
Again you are beating up Illya? Poor guy! I will take him home for a little TLC. Well maybe a lot of TLC! Funny he has his own makeup kit. Wonder what he keeps in there? Cute story M.

Date: 2014-03-06 05:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lindafishes8.livejournal.com
I didn't forget...just wonder what ELSE he keeps in there...nail polish?

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Date: 2014-03-09 06:39 am (UTC)
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