Run - A Little Drabble Do Ya! -Jan 21st
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section7mfu“Run Illya!! There isn’t much time.”
The Russian followed hard on Napoleon’s heels, without even knowing why they were running. All he knew was that the American had suddenly started sprinting and called for him to run after him. Glancing behind, Illya could see nothing or no-one in pursuit of them, which meant they must be dashing towards something.
“Napoleon, what’s your hurry?” he called to his partner’s back. “Are we late for an appointment with Mr Waverly?”
“No,” Solo yelled back. “We have to get to the end of this drabble before we run out of . . .”
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The Russian followed hard on Napoleon’s heels, without even knowing why they were running. All he knew was that the American had suddenly started sprinting and called for him to run after him. Glancing behind, Illya could see nothing or no-one in pursuit of them, which meant they must be dashing towards something.
“Napoleon, what’s your hurry?” he called to his partner’s back. “Are we late for an appointment with Mr Waverly?”
“No,” Solo yelled back. “We have to get to the end of this drabble before we run out of . . .”
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Date: 2015-01-21 02:15 pm (UTC)