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    Napoleon Solo, member of the USA Media Team at the Rio Olympics, meets Russian gymnast Illya Kuryakin, and sparks fly.

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    13 Oct 2018

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    In which Percival Graves gets his job back, acquires a housemate, makes some friends and falls in love.

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    13 Oct 2018

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    A tall blonde man at a quiet corner of the bar had turned out to be far less drunk than he had seemed, and now Napoleon’s wrist was caught in an iron grip, and he had been hauled up close for inspection with no apparent effort. His ‘victim’, Napoleon noted, startled, was like a deliberately ruined painting, movie-star looks gashed by a thin, hard line of a mouth and pitiless blue eyes; there was a cold savagery to his poise, his immaculate charcoal suit, his fine-combed hair that shone a dull bloody rust in the muted mood lighting of the bar. Pointedly, the stranger picked his watch out of Napoleon’s grip, and pocketed it.

    Valentine's Day gift for Vawn/Typohime

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    12 Oct 2018

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    Other than Napoleon and the CIA watchdog assigned to him, the prison bus was empty. It was once a schoolbus, but had since been rudely repurposed, painted a dark charcoal gray with the words Virginia Department of Corrections printed in neat white paint under the murky windows. Outside, flat, baked farmland went past, acres of it, dotted sparsely with trees. There was no air conditioning in the bus, and the windows were open only in varying slivers; Napoleon felt like he was baking, himself, in clothes that were three days old. His shirt stuck to his back, and his jeans felt uncomfortably stiff on his legs.

    Napoleon watched the trees go past in a daze. His hands were cuffed to the chrome ring attached to the seat in front of him, and his legs were hobbled. It was hard to believe that only four days ago he had wandered through MoMa with a gorgeous leggy blonde on his arm, then wined and dined her at a nice French bistro. Strange how quickly the worm turned, just on the back of a single mistake.

    “Right side,” the watchdog said. “Get your first look at your new home for the next decade and a half, kid.”

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    12 Oct 2018

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    Ten minutes to go to ground zero and Artyom was still desperately trying to escape. “I have never attended little girl’s birthday party,” he pointed out repeatedly, and actually pouted, big blue eyes wide and pleading.

    “Always a first time,” Napoleon said mercilessly, pulling on a charcoal Tom Ford blazer over his loose gray knit. “Mrs Siegfried invited us weeks ago, Artyom, don’t be a baby. You’ve had quite a while to gird your loins. We’re going to a party, not some sort of trench warfare. Smile.”

    Artyom scowled, which was admittedly normally an adorable look even for a tall, blonde Russian giant of a man. “I do not like Mrs Siegfried,” Artyom declared, clearly intent on being as recalcitrant as possible.

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    11 Oct 2018