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The Cuckoo comes in April 28
Sep. 1st, 2012 06:05 pm
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She chuckled. “Spiders? Probably! Fish soup, so?” And she left the room. Illya waved a pompous finger. “Ts ts... Spiders aren't insects! They're arthropods... Arachnids have...” He paused, waiting for the usual reaction but the other man was lost in thought. “Eight legs... Napoleon?”
He rested his hand on his friend's wrist, “We should have gone back home... I'm sorry. You're tired and...”
Napoleon shook his head, suddenly aware of his partner's worry. Stupid. He was stupid. He smiled, “I'm fine.” - Eyes rolled. “It's just... I had a strange nightmare and... Illya?”
The Russian frowned. “No... I thought... Oh, no....”
The Cuckoo comes in April 26
Aug. 2nd, 2012 06:32 pm
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They walked along the pier, lost in thought. Napoleon usually enjoyed to sail alone, free from work, free from the world...
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