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Tanya Adams ([personal profile] alertcommando) wrote2010-09-04 01:36 pm
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Operation: Fallout

It's winter again in Europe: a blanket of snow covers the woods outside the chalet where Tanya and Annabelle arrive.

A pile of equipment is waiting for them.
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[personal profile] alertcommando 2010-09-06 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Look at them." When she does, the guys all look away, trying to act nonchalant.

"I am the Though Commando. You are the gorgeous mysterious woman."
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[personal profile] aeons_crackshot 2010-09-06 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Annabelle rolls her eyes playfully. "I will admit that I've never seen that many nonchalant faces in one place before."

She grins. "He'll find it amusing, I'm sure." Him being Connor.
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[personal profile] alertcommando 2010-09-07 02:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"The lucky guy." Tanya smirks and stretches. "And from the way you smile, lucky you too?"
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[personal profile] aeons_crackshot 2010-09-07 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Annabelle smirks back at her. "Oh, absolutely," she replies with a chuckle. If she's a trifle smug, well, she has reason to be.
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[personal profile] alertcommando 2010-09-07 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm happy for you." Tanya gives a nod, drinking the rest of the stew before it goes cold.

"Will be even happier tomorrow if the reds decide to fuck off and go to hell."
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[personal profile] aeons_crackshot 2010-09-07 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Me too," Annabelle says with a grin. She follows Tanya's lead and finishes the stew before it starts to congeal.

"I don't know that they'll be that bright, but you never know."
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[personal profile] alertcommando 2010-09-07 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"I hope they are. I'm really sick of this war." Tanya closes eyes. "Yuri, Romanov, Vladimir, they all can go to hell... after I shoot their balls off."
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[personal profile] aeons_crackshot 2010-09-07 05:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Annabelle pulls Tanya into a sideways hug. "I hope so too."

She ponders Tanya's last statement. "I don't know, they'd bleed out awfully fast that way..."
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[personal profile] alertcommando 2010-09-07 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not if I cauterize it with a red-hot fireplace poker." Tanya leans to her friend. "Then maybe I can retire. I am sick of war."
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[personal profile] aeons_crackshot 2010-09-07 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can imagine," she says with a shake of her head. "I know I'd want to stick to whatever trouble our Local serves up." Admittedly, when your local is Milliways you get all kinds of interesting trouble.
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[personal profile] alertcommando 2010-09-07 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
She nods then, closing eyes.

Better to rest, since tomorrow will bring more work of the gory, violent kind.

Another day of war.
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