Coming soon: a new Man from UNCLE/His Dark Materials crossover story!
On its way is the "Steppes of Central Asia Affair"
(cue music by A. Borodin)
A new Napoleon/Illya slash story and sequel to the "Gyptian Caravan Affair"
Summary: Napoleon and Illya (and their daemons, Saphina and Pasha) are sent out to the wide and barren lands bridging Kazakhstan, Siberia and Mongolia to mediate a dispute between the Ice Bears and some of the Windrider horse tribes of the area. UNCLE thinks that Thrush may be up to something, but there will be no chance of finding out if the two groups break out into open conflict. Our UNCLE agents must discover the true source of the grievances before peace can be made and Thrush's plans foiled.
Teaser:
"Napoleon, I'm glad I caught you," came Illya's voice as soon as he answered the communicator. As he listened, Napoleon could hear a loud crashing noise in the background, but Illya didn't give him a chance to inquire.
"There are clearly humans taking part in whatever the Bears are up to. There are a couple of supply sheds with various types of equipment Bears would never use, and a radio shack, which I'm investigating at the moment…" (crash!!) "I've found a codebook, which almost certainly contains Thrush radio codes…" (CRASH!!)
"Illya, what in the blazes…?"
"Yes… unfortunately, it seems that Byrn returned rather sooner than expected…" There was another crash, followed by a splintering sound. Napoleon was already starting the rover and putting it in gear.
"Napoleon, did you know that bears have a remarkable sense of smell?"
"Yes, I did," Napoleon answered, stepping on the gas.
"He knew I was in the radio shack, the second he returned to camp. It's uncanny, really. At any rate…" Napoleon heard more splintering and steered the car off the road to drive directly across country, suspension be damned.
"At any rate," Illya continued a little breathlessly after a moment, "I've sent Pasha ahead to where you dropped me off, with the code book, which should prove fairly incontrovertible evidence, should we be able to link it to Thrush. I have a feeling I'll want a lift myself, assuming there's enough of me left after the angry Armoured Bear gets through the door here…" A huge, splintering crash, followed by a loud wrenching sound interrupted, and then naturally the communicator went dead.
!!!!!!!!!!
(I'd love to have a Beta for this before it hits the web. Please message me, anyone who might be interested.)
(cue music by A. Borodin)
A new Napoleon/Illya slash story and sequel to the "Gyptian Caravan Affair"
Summary: Napoleon and Illya (and their daemons, Saphina and Pasha) are sent out to the wide and barren lands bridging Kazakhstan, Siberia and Mongolia to mediate a dispute between the Ice Bears and some of the Windrider horse tribes of the area. UNCLE thinks that Thrush may be up to something, but there will be no chance of finding out if the two groups break out into open conflict. Our UNCLE agents must discover the true source of the grievances before peace can be made and Thrush's plans foiled.
Teaser:
"Napoleon, I'm glad I caught you," came Illya's voice as soon as he answered the communicator. As he listened, Napoleon could hear a loud crashing noise in the background, but Illya didn't give him a chance to inquire.
"There are clearly humans taking part in whatever the Bears are up to. There are a couple of supply sheds with various types of equipment Bears would never use, and a radio shack, which I'm investigating at the moment…" (crash!!) "I've found a codebook, which almost certainly contains Thrush radio codes…" (CRASH!!)
"Illya, what in the blazes…?"
"Yes… unfortunately, it seems that Byrn returned rather sooner than expected…" There was another crash, followed by a splintering sound. Napoleon was already starting the rover and putting it in gear.
"Napoleon, did you know that bears have a remarkable sense of smell?"
"Yes, I did," Napoleon answered, stepping on the gas.
"He knew I was in the radio shack, the second he returned to camp. It's uncanny, really. At any rate…" Napoleon heard more splintering and steered the car off the road to drive directly across country, suspension be damned.
"At any rate," Illya continued a little breathlessly after a moment, "I've sent Pasha ahead to where you dropped me off, with the code book, which should prove fairly incontrovertible evidence, should we be able to link it to Thrush. I have a feeling I'll want a lift myself, assuming there's enough of me left after the angry Armoured Bear gets through the door here…" A huge, splintering crash, followed by a loud wrenching sound interrupted, and then naturally the communicator went dead.
!!!!!!!!!!
(I'd love to have a Beta for this before it hits the web. Please message me, anyone who might be interested.)