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[amy lynn]

Title: For a Price
Author: Amy
Disclaimer: Just a poor graduate student, playing with JJ’s toys…
Rating: PG, cause it’s not dirty at all…
Summary: What might have happened if Lauren Reed had not originally been a double agent? From Sark’s point of view…
Word Count: 175, using Dialogue #3


I start each conversation simply.

“Here you are.”

She wears a red dress, strapless, and delicate silver sandals.

“It’s always about money, isn’t it.”

Amused voice, her right hand in front of her, flat, palm up.

“Are you complaining?”

Right brow arches, cynicism tinges her eyes.

“No…”

Her head drifts slowly from side to side.

“Then just take it!”

She blinks. Her eyes narrow sharply.

“You’re not seroius.”

Soft words, underlined with steel; testing.

“I have my reasons.”

She wants to scoff, but her face remains still, impassive.

“We’re running out of time.”

Her voice becomes urgent. Interesting.

“I’m not so sure.”

A murderous glare, a toss of the head, and a spin on her stiletto heel. She is almost gone.

“Too bad.”

Her voice is only a whisper.

- - -

She walks away from me. She will be back for more. We both know the truth of matters.

She is not who she claims to be. And I, I am willing to do what I can.

Sooner or later, everyone can be bought.

 

[Guest7119]

Hmm... interesting. The interpretation my head gives me wanbts me to raise my eyebrow at you... Great fic!

amisha
xxx

 

[acting_chica]

you rock at life.

 

[Cai]

Wow... This is <span style='font-size:17pt;line-height:100%'>GOOD!</span>



I don't quite get everything, but I think that's a good thing... In my own weird way :lol:

Loved it!

Cai
x

 

[amy lynn]

Thanks for the reviews! I'm glad you guys liked the first drabble (even if it was confusing...sorry!)

Here's my second entry:

Title: A Lesson Before Spying
Author: Amy
Disclaimer: Just a poor graduate student, playing with JJ’s toys
Summary: Sydney’s very first mission as a spy, gone slightly awry…A conversation with an unnamed villain
Word Count: 196


It was her first assignment out of training.

Pretend you have the weapon. Get invited to the back room. Plant the wiretap. Get out.

“Let’s see it.”

Of course that would be the first question he asked.

“Now?”

Steady voice, you can do it. Lead the conversation into the direction you want.

“Yes, now.”

He had a determined look in his face. She saw in his eyes that he would not relent.

“Here?”

Keep questioning him. Distract him. Prolong conversation.

“That’s what I said, isn’t it?”

His words told her what she needed to know, even though his appearance was unchanged. Her time had just run out.

“You did, but-“

Don’t let the fear show. Don’t ever let the fear show.

“Just show it to me.”

He knows something is wrong. She can see it, feel his mind working.

“That’s just it.”

No! Don’t forget your training. Don’t forget…

“What?”

He radiated anger. His body language became hostile. She could see murderous intent in his eyes.

“I can’t.”

She hardened her voice. In a smooth movement she pulled back and hit his jaw with her deadly right hook. He was on the ground, out.

Take that.

 

[Guest7119]

That was great. I didn't completely understand it, but i still loved it.

 

[Mountaineer]

AWESOME!!!!!! GREAT!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[Scarlet Crystal]

The first one was my favorite. Sooner or later, everyone can be bought. What a line! Great work.