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    Big jobs need big crews.

    A Leverage fusion.

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    28 Dec 2016

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    (dezinformatsiya: disinformation; the deliberate spreading of false information to mislead an enemy as to one's position or course of action)

    Sidney leads them to a fallen log, just off the bank, still shrouded by trees. They can see the river, but no one can see them. If he were there with anyone else -- if he actually wanted to pursue Zoya the way everyone at work wants him to -- the spot would be romantic. But this is Sidney, and Zhenya knows he can’t have that.

    “Nice spot,” Zhenya announces. He brushes some leaves off of the log then lowers himself to sit. “Very nice. Quiet, you hide back here. Bet you take pretty girls here, be alone.”

    Sidney stops before he sits and looks at Zhenya; the hurt expression that crosses his face slides away so quickly that Zhenya isn’t even sure that he saw it at all. “No,” he says finally as he sits down. “No, only surly Soviet defectors who ask too many questions.”

    (or: Sidney Crosby and the spy who loved him)

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    27 Dec 2016

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    03 Dec 2016

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    “Can I guess? I’ll hazard a guess,” he says when they’re making their way through the Arabian desert towards Riyadh, figuring it’s as opportune a time as any, what with the scenery being swaths of sand against the backdrop of – wait for it – more sand, and Illya’s remarkable aptitude for sitting in silence. “You wanted to be a ballet dancer.”

     

    Or: Napoleon imagines the lives Illya could've led.

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    Then they had won, and what remained of the Republic soldiers scattered away in a disorderly fashion. Ren stood there, surrounded by maimed corpses and splattered blood, absurdly red against the snow. Hux wanted to peel off his clothes and wash all the blood and dirt off his body, slowly, reverently, until it was impossible to tell those long limbs had ever known the filthy mess of battle. He wanted to beat him to a pulp and drag him into the mud and see if he’d still look like an avenging angel then.

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