Merlin was watching you through Harry’s feed, but he didn’t have a good view of the target, so Merlin hacked through the ballroom’s security feed. You then looked around and locked eyes with him before turning away and pretending to listen to the group you’re with, laughing when one of them said something funny. You tucked your hair on your shoulder, exposing the nape of your neck to the direction of your target. You engaged in a few small talks before you spotted your target and gradually made your way towards his view. You’re never a fan of drinking on the job, but these missions are always the exception.

You mingled around, plucked a flute of champagne, and took small sips. “Good luck Lancelot, be careful,” Merlin responded. “It’s showtime, baby.” You said, mostly to yourself, to instill confidence. Merlin assigned Galahad as your back-up, posing as your chauffeur and bodyguard. But this comes with the job you signed up for. You’d rather be caught in a firefight than sleep with the enemy. It’s your least favorite type of mission. He has tight security and the only way to do it, according to your intel, is through a honeypot mission. Your mission today is to download a copy of the data from a known illegal arms dealer’s mobile phone.Įveryone knows he’s shady yet he never gets convicted due to the lack of evidence or witnesses. Hope you’ll enjoy this and of course, your thoughts are very much welcome. I took inspiration from another Kingsman fanfic. This one has been in my drafts since 2019, and I was finally able to finish it up recently. So, the reasons for my disappearance are in my previous post, and now, let’s get on with the story. Although there were updates about Operation Mincemeat, I haven’t checked it all out yet. You know, sometimes life just gets to you, and then the lack of new Colin Firth content just kind of bums you out. A/N: Hello! I’ve been on a semi-hiatus on all my social media stan accounts.

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