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misshargrove.livejournal.com) wrote in
fandomtownies2007-09-09 03:21 pm
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The Beach, late Sunday afternoon
Annette spread a huge beach towel on the sand, plugged in her ipod, and laid down. She wanted a nap and she was going to take one in the sun. She could use a little color. Plus the sun made her gift from Dick sparkle and shine and she was so very proud of it.
Not that she was going to lay there and stare down at it; she was taking a nap, letting Chopin's Romantic Piano Concerto Volume 1 lure her to sleep. Or try. Her eyes were closed at least.
(the beach and post are both open for beach needs and stuff, yo.)
Not that she was going to lay there and stare down at it; she was taking a nap, letting Chopin's Romantic Piano Concerto Volume 1 lure her to sleep. Or try. Her eyes were closed at least.
(the beach and post are both open for beach needs and stuff, yo.)

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He noticed Annette, and waved, just in case she was awake enough to notice him.
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"So, are you still learning the spying?"
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She pondered his question for a minute, her eyes still closed. "I haven't done anything lately. Actually, I haven't even thought about it. Not much to spy on around here, you know?"
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"Wow that's not much is it."
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"No. Not very much but considering, I didn't want to push you for information - I figured you'd tell me what it was you wanted me to know."
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"Well I've been telling a few people certain things, cause I figured it'd be safer to do so."
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"He's the leader of the largest, most dangerous terrorist group in my world. Cobra."