Six-Word Challenge for 11/8/24
Six-word Challenge for 11/8/24
Boat
Entitlement
Photograph
Ratio
Exile
Salon
“Gervaise Ravel’s new boat, gentlemen.” Waverly passed the photograph to the agents, rotating the tabletop.
“Grander than a mere ‘boat,’ I’d say.” Solo was clearly awed.
“Thrush is paying well,” Illya posited. “Or their entitlements are getting even better.”
“Your ratio of naked greed to professional focus is abysmal,” Waverly said.
Illya sighed. “Wasn’t Ravel exiled from Thrush?”
“This is her new floating salon, Mr. Kuryakin. Where new diabolical plans are being hatched.”
“We just don’t move in the right circles,” Solo grumbled.
“I can live without that kind of society!” Illya spat, remembering his last, painful encounter with Ravel.
Boat
Entitlement
Photograph
Ratio
Exile
Salon
“Gervaise Ravel’s new boat, gentlemen.” Waverly passed the photograph to the agents, rotating the tabletop.
“Grander than a mere ‘boat,’ I’d say.” Solo was clearly awed.
“Thrush is paying well,” Illya posited. “Or their entitlements are getting even better.”
“Your ratio of naked greed to professional focus is abysmal,” Waverly said.
Illya sighed. “Wasn’t Ravel exiled from Thrush?”
“This is her new floating salon, Mr. Kuryakin. Where new diabolical plans are being hatched.”
“We just don’t move in the right circles,” Solo grumbled.
“I can live without that kind of society!” Illya spat, remembering his last, painful encounter with Ravel.