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tthdrabblestitle: A Meeting of Equals
word count: 200
fandom: Terra Nova
challenge: #117 - lost in translation
disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not.
notes: Post-series for B:tVS; TN 1.5, "The Runaway". Sixth of a short series.
summary: The shrewd green gaze of the short blonde at Taylor's shoulder made Mira uneasy.
The shrewd green gaze of the short blonde at Taylor's shoulder made Mira uneasy. She seemed strangely familiar, though Mira couldn't place her.
No matter. Mira was sure the spy would uncover her identity. In the meantime, she was just another audience member for what was about to go down.
"Leah, look at me," she addressed the little infiltrator. "Tell them you want to come home. Speak!"
The girl reacted perfectly, looking pleadingly at Taylor and then latching on to his new cop as she declared herself a runaway. Mira replied with an exaggerated sneer, telling Taylor to keep her-- letting him feel like he'd won, just enough to let down his guard.
The blonde wasn't buying it, though. "In case anyone missed the translation?" she snorted. "That was Sixer for 'Mwahaha, my plan is working'."
Leah cringed like a mouse under a hawk's stare-- and Mira swore at the revealing gesture. Then she signaled her troops, abandoning Leah to Taylor's mercies.
The girl would keep her mouth shut about the box she'd been sent to steal if she knew what was good for her brother. And she might be useful yet. But for now... back to the drawing board.
word count: 200
fandom: Terra Nova
challenge: #117 - lost in translation
disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not.
notes: Post-series for B:tVS; TN 1.5, "The Runaway". Sixth of a short series.
summary: The shrewd green gaze of the short blonde at Taylor's shoulder made Mira uneasy.
The shrewd green gaze of the short blonde at Taylor's shoulder made Mira uneasy. She seemed strangely familiar, though Mira couldn't place her.
No matter. Mira was sure the spy would uncover her identity. In the meantime, she was just another audience member for what was about to go down.
"Leah, look at me," she addressed the little infiltrator. "Tell them you want to come home. Speak!"
The girl reacted perfectly, looking pleadingly at Taylor and then latching on to his new cop as she declared herself a runaway. Mira replied with an exaggerated sneer, telling Taylor to keep her-- letting him feel like he'd won, just enough to let down his guard.
The blonde wasn't buying it, though. "In case anyone missed the translation?" she snorted. "That was Sixer for 'Mwahaha, my plan is working'."
Leah cringed like a mouse under a hawk's stare-- and Mira swore at the revealing gesture. Then she signaled her troops, abandoning Leah to Taylor's mercies.
The girl would keep her mouth shut about the box she'd been sent to steal if she knew what was good for her brother. And she might be useful yet. But for now... back to the drawing board.
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Date: 2012-03-05 09:52 pm (UTC)(grin)
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Date: 2012-03-08 12:16 am (UTC)