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  1. Public Bookmark 33

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    Illya has to do something about Napoleon's flirtatious ways.

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    17 Nov 2017

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    “Don’t blame yourself,” Waverly says, almost kindly. “No one saw it coming.”

    Illya looks down at him, surprised and perhaps a little condescending, because he knows better than to blame himself, and he doesn’t understand why Waverly thinks he would. Solo is good at what he does, one of the best, and Illya has always been more than aware that Solo could trick him if he really set his mind to it.

    No, Illya does not blame himself for not seeing the signs. If there is anything he should blame himself for, it is that he let himself assume that he wouldn’t have to look for them in the first place. But socialism is a future-oriented ideology, and there is no point in dwelling on the past. Illya has made a mistake, is all. He is not going to make it again.

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    03 Nov 2017

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    "Why didn't you, then?" she asks, a reasonable question, and he turns his face towards the window, watches the Valencian night rush by.

    "I was distracted," he says.

    She is quiet for a while.

    "Distracted by whom?" she finally asks, and he keeps his eyes on the window.

    "I do not know." It is a lie, and he is sure that Gaby knows it is a lie, but she is kind enough not to point that out.

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    27 Oct 2017

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    As they wait to go on their next mission, the team splits up for some rest. Napoleon and Illya end up in the same apartment, which leads to some misunderstandings, some reflections, and later, some sleep.

      Illya yawned again, his stern face relaxing. “Your country has a saying about that…”

      “It’s British. But satisfaction brought him back - that’s American.”

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    24 Oct 2017

  5. Public Bookmark 28

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    тоска: (n) ache of soul

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    An aching silence. Illya seems to hesitate before reaching forward, a hand snakes around his fist.

    “Cowboy.”

    And Napoleon falls.

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    23 Oct 2017