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Sep 13, 2011 12:15

Who: winksandnods, thatmadbastard, nobodyspoke
What: Three paranoid spies wake up in Luceti, unaware of the change to their location.
When: September 13th, day
Where: Battle Dome
Summary:
Rating: Preemptively R for adult themes and language... mostly language

We stand or fall together )

[cambridge spies] kim philby, [cambridge spies] anthony blunt, [cambridge spies] guy burgess

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thatmadbastard September 14 2011, 03:32:04 UTC
It was not an uncommon thing for Guy to fall to sleep somewhere inconvenient after a night of drinking. The floor was an old friend of his on nights there wasn't a lovely body to pull him into bed ( ... )

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nobodyspoke September 14 2011, 04:38:48 UTC
A mumbling from the corner of the room that sounds an awful lot like 'Shut up, Guy and let me sleep.' sounds out. As it should for that is where H.A.R is curled up around himself trying to insulate himself from the cold unconsciously.

As soon as Guy had spoke however, Kim was wide (and painfully) awake. Why couldn't he ever just sleep through some inane blabbering, honestly?

His back hurt. Something soft was touching it.

He resigns himself to answering. So he finds the floor with his hands and pushes himself upright while blearily glancing over at Guy and Anthony. Seeing them against each other was no great surprise.

He sighed grandly while rubbing a hand over his face. Fuck it was cold.

"What is it?"

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winksandnods September 14 2011, 04:43:22 UTC
"Guy. Kim."

Thank goodness for small favours. Both of them safe and accounted for. But... The three of them. Where was Donald? Where were they? For Anthony was awake now, aware of the dim lights and metal walls, dotted with bolts.

His tone said more than words ever could. Cautious, tense. Even for him. He was already crouched, eyes wide and blinking to focus them more.

He lowered his voice even more, barely audible. A strain inhabited it, too. There was no protecting Guy from this. "Look around."

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thatmadbastard September 14 2011, 05:19:00 UTC
Squinting, Guy scanned the metal ceiling and the metal walls. A hand ran through the tousled mop of dark curls atop his head and absent mindedly began to scratch at the back of his neck with the short slivers of bitten and stained fingernails.

He hardly noticed that the skin there was so very tender. His arm drooped and fell away from his neck without thought as his eyes focused on the prominent feature seemingly jutting from both Anthony and Kim's backs.

"What the bloody fucking hell are thoseHis light eyes were wide and his mouth was half slacked in shock, chewing at nothing as his lips quivered with words unvoiced. They three were confined in a small space with metal walls and a metal ceiling and a metal floor with a metal door with things jutting out of their backs and stripped of their typical clothes ( ... )

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