Okay, there's going to have to be a bit of follow the bouncing ball going on here. I wrote a fic which encompasses all twelve of these espionage terms. Don't worry, I'll link to the next part of the series at each drabble, and I will also have it posted in its entirety at AO3 and eventually at my personal journal.
The espionage term is referenced in some way in the drabble.
Title is taken from It's the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine) by R.E.M.
Warnings (for the whole series): minor violence and swearing
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Natalia Alianovna Romanova walks through the halls of SHIELD; Clint Barton, who had been the one following her for the past year, beside her. She still isn’t quite sure why she’s with him, why she hadn’t slit his throat before walking away; she’d let him talk as he’s just as skilled as she is. Her contacts had given her information on Hawkeye, which had maybe influenced her perception of him. He’s nothing like she’d expected. She thought he would be more professional, not a smart ass like he obviously thought he was. Still, he’d given her a choice, which she’s thankful for.
She doesn’t bother knocking when she reaches Director Fury’s door. Instead, she strides right in. Fury, to his credit, doesn’t raise an eyebrow at her presence, merely finishes his phone call, leaving her standing there to wait. She isn’t used to waiting when she comes into a room. It’s a different feeling, and maybe a welcome one. She may be treated the same as the other agents, provided that Fury offers her a job.
Fury sets down the phone. “How may I help you?”
Natalia Alianovna Romanova begins, “My name’s Natalia Alianovna Romanova, I would like a job...”
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Part 6 (http://be-compromised.livejournal.com/60569.html?thread=533401#t533401)
Fic, World serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs, PG 13, (5/12)
The espionage term is referenced in some way in the drabble.
Title is taken from It's the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine) by R.E.M.
Warnings (for the whole series): minor violence and swearing
***
Natalia Alianovna Romanova walks through the halls of SHIELD; Clint Barton, who had been the one following her for the past year, beside her. She still isn’t quite sure why she’s with him, why she hadn’t slit his throat before walking away; she’d let him talk as he’s just as skilled as she is. Her contacts had given her information on Hawkeye, which had maybe influenced her perception of him. He’s nothing like she’d expected. She thought he would be more professional, not a smart ass like he obviously thought he was. Still, he’d given her a choice, which she’s thankful for.
She doesn’t bother knocking when she reaches Director Fury’s door. Instead, she strides right in. Fury, to his credit, doesn’t raise an eyebrow at her presence, merely finishes his phone call, leaving her standing there to wait. She isn’t used to waiting when she comes into a room. It’s a different feeling, and maybe a welcome one. She may be treated the same as the other agents, provided that Fury offers her a job.
Fury sets down the phone. “How may I help you?”
Natalia Alianovna Romanova begins, “My name’s Natalia Alianovna Romanova, I would like a job...”
***
Part 6 (http://be-compromised.livejournal.com/60569.html?thread=533401#t533401)