Man From U.N.C.L.E: Climate of Negatives, Finished in a Tie
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Re: Climate of Negatives: Piece of Cake 5/19/9
Alas, my photo database is unavailable to me at work... and you know me... I can't wait to post.
Between us we shall find the perfect visual accompaniment!
Between us we shall find the perfect visual accompaniment!
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Re: Climate of Negatives: Piece of Cake 5/19/9
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Re: Climate of Negatives: Piece of Cake 5/19/9
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Re: Climate of Negatives: Piece of Cake 5/19/9
So happy to help you illuminate your WONDERFULLY descriptive stories.Lothithil wrote:*squeaks happily*
This speaks volumes Illya took a few deep breaths as he began to concentrate. Slowly, he bent his lean body, bringing his torso up until his nose nearly touched his knees. At the same time, he worked his wrist-bound behind his back, down—or rather up—over his slim hips until they were behind his knees. There he paused, gulping for air while he eased the strain on his quivering muscles by hugging his legs tightly.
After a moment he began to work his hands closer to his ankles. He couldn’t reach the knots on the rope that tied his wrists toget r, but he might be able to worry his feet free.
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Re: Climate of Negatives: Piece of Cake 5/19/9
Well done, Strange! Great sleuthing to find just the right pics!
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Re: Climate of Negatives: Piece of Cake 5/19/9
Lothithil wrote:Climate of Negatives
Piece of Cake
“It’s very frustrating, Napoleon.” Illya said as he swung in the gloom.
“What do you want me to say, Illya? I agree.”
“Trussed up like two sides of beef! Why do it, when a bullet and a body bag would be a more lasting diversion?”
“Do you want them to shoot us?”
“Of course not. But I don’t know if my dignity can take this.”
“So let’s get out of it. I won’t tell anyone about it if you don’t.”
“Thank you. It is I who will know.”
“Then we’ll get even. That will make you feel better. “
“Ah, revenge; the great equipoise of self-esteem.”
“Don’t be so cynical. Harry Houdini has got nothing on you.”
Illya took a few deep breaths as he began to concentrate. Slowly, he bent his lean body, bringing his torso up until his nose nearly touched his knees.
At the same time, he worked his wrist-bound behind his back, down—or rather up—over his slim hips until they were behind his knees. There he paused, gulping for air while he eased the strain on his quivering muscles by hugging his legs tightly. After a moment he began to work his hands closer to his ankles. He couldn’t reach the knots on the rope that tied his wrists together, but he might be able to worry his feet free.
“See?” The tone of Solo’s voice suggested that he’d never harbored a single doubt in his partner’s ability. “Piece of cake.”
“If I ate cake,” Illya groaned, trying to ignore the burning in his tortured body, “I wouldn’t be… able… to do… this!” The agent’s body dropped several inches as one of the ends of the rope came free. He began to twist in midair, pulling himself back up by the rope to reach the other knot.
“You realize,” Illya gritted tightly as he tugged at the line, “if I succeed, I’ll at least earn myself a broken arm. Unless I land on my head.”
“Try not to do that,” Napoleon suggested helpfully.
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Re: Climate of Negatives: Piece of Cake 5/19/9
Perfect! Well done, SE!
*feasts eyes on magnificent pictures*
*feasts eyes on magnificent pictures*
Climate of Negatives, Finished in a Tie
Climate of Negatives
Finished in a Tie
Napoleon chuckled at Illya as he fumbled in front of the mirror. “You mean, I’ve finally found something that you’re not good at?”
“‘Good’ is a relative term," Illya said with eroding composure. "There is no application that experience and practice cannot improve.”
“And just how long have you been experiencing and practicing this… application?”
“Really, Napoleon,” Illya sighed, “I don’t see what you find so amusing about this.”
“I’ve seen you escape from every knot known to man… and some unknown! How is it that you can’t tie a bowtie? What do they teach you to do with rope in the Russian Navy—macramé?”
“I can kill a person seventeen different ways with forty centimeters of stout cloth,” Illya growled, undoing the lopsided bow with a sharp gesture.
“Somehow I think that would be counterproductive tonight. Here, let me-- before you garrote yourself.” Napoleon stopped his partner before he could tear off the offending tie and throw it aside.
With deft fingers, he manipulated the silk into a presentable loop and smoothed the collar. “There. Perfect.” He faked a right cross, giving Illya the merest tap on the chin. “You’ll knock ‘em dead out there.”
Illya’s permitted himself a chilly smile. “Not tonight. I’m off-duty.”
“Just in a manner of speaking.” Napoleon turned toward the mirror, his hands reaching up to adjust his own tie fastidiously. “How do I look? Do you think Vickie will approve?” He smoothed the cuffs on his new jacket. “Illya?”
His friend has slipped out of the room silently. Napoleon cursed and lunged for the door, hurrying out in time to see Illya offer a rose to the tall, statuesque Vickie, who promptly draped herself over his shoulder and allowed him to steer her toward the dining room.
“Clever Russian,” Napoleon grumbled and gave Illya a scowl to smile smugly at. “Next time you can do your own tie!”
Napoleon became suddenly aware that there were several beautiful ladies in the lobby. His face relaxed into a smile as he went in. “Practice and application… where to begin?”
Finished in a Tie
Napoleon chuckled at Illya as he fumbled in front of the mirror. “You mean, I’ve finally found something that you’re not good at?”
“‘Good’ is a relative term," Illya said with eroding composure. "There is no application that experience and practice cannot improve.”
“And just how long have you been experiencing and practicing this… application?”
“Really, Napoleon,” Illya sighed, “I don’t see what you find so amusing about this.”
“I’ve seen you escape from every knot known to man… and some unknown! How is it that you can’t tie a bowtie? What do they teach you to do with rope in the Russian Navy—macramé?”
“I can kill a person seventeen different ways with forty centimeters of stout cloth,” Illya growled, undoing the lopsided bow with a sharp gesture.
“Somehow I think that would be counterproductive tonight. Here, let me-- before you garrote yourself.” Napoleon stopped his partner before he could tear off the offending tie and throw it aside.
With deft fingers, he manipulated the silk into a presentable loop and smoothed the collar. “There. Perfect.” He faked a right cross, giving Illya the merest tap on the chin. “You’ll knock ‘em dead out there.”
Illya’s permitted himself a chilly smile. “Not tonight. I’m off-duty.”
“Just in a manner of speaking.” Napoleon turned toward the mirror, his hands reaching up to adjust his own tie fastidiously. “How do I look? Do you think Vickie will approve?” He smoothed the cuffs on his new jacket. “Illya?”
His friend has slipped out of the room silently. Napoleon cursed and lunged for the door, hurrying out in time to see Illya offer a rose to the tall, statuesque Vickie, who promptly draped herself over his shoulder and allowed him to steer her toward the dining room.
“Clever Russian,” Napoleon grumbled and gave Illya a scowl to smile smugly at. “Next time you can do your own tie!”
Napoleon became suddenly aware that there were several beautiful ladies in the lobby. His face relaxed into a smile as he went in. “Practice and application… where to begin?”
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Climate of Negatives, Finished in a Tie
Hehe. I love this. Clever Russian, indeed!
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Climate of Negatives, Don't Lose Your Agrippina
Climate of Negatives
Don't Lose Your Agrippina
deleted for risqué content. please check out my LJ for this chapter
Don't Lose Your Agrippina
deleted for risqué content. please check out my LJ for this chapter
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Climate of Negatives, Don't Lose Your Agrippina
Oh! Dreams of being a ballerina .
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Re: Climate of Negatives: Itsy Bitsy Spy-der
Ooh - I am enjoying this thread! What am I missing about wanting to be a ballerina then Strange Elf? And where do I find the last tale then Loth???
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Climate of Negatives: Linky link
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Climate of Negatives: Linky link
Naughty Lothi
Are you going to post your new MFU fic?
Are you going to post your new MFU fic?
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Re: Climate of Negatives: Linky link
Probably. When have you ever known me to be able to resist posting a fic?
Still... I probably ought to give Prim a break... this is supposed to be LOTR after all... *chuckles*
We'll have to wait and see how violent things get. It might not be ahem... rated for this particular family friendly site. Not that I plan to Go There... but if 'Agrippa' was too risque for this site... I am sure that I will have to be veeeeery careful about this story.
You can always find m'stuff at ff.net or LJ.
Still... I probably ought to give Prim a break... this is supposed to be LOTR after all... *chuckles*
We'll have to wait and see how violent things get. It might not be ahem... rated for this particular family friendly site. Not that I plan to Go There... but if 'Agrippa' was too risque for this site... I am sure that I will have to be veeeeery careful about this story.
You can always find m'stuff at ff.net or LJ.