Coucou! Je me demande si quelqu'un sur le forum serait suffisamment balaise en anglais pour relire mon petit drabble (que j'ai essayé de traduire "myself"), et me dire s'il y a des erreurs
Je galère sur la conjugaison, surtout. Passé, présent, et construction de phrase.
Ce serait vrai sympathique!
Merci par avance (?)
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Fandom: [Spooks] / [MI-5]
Series of drabbles with the character of Zaf, but also Adam, Harry, Colin, Ruth and others.
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LUCKY MAN
Season 4. No spoilersTarget loves playing at the casino.
They know she doesn’t like play poker (too popular for its taste, which confirmed what they had learned from his personality) and prefer blowing his money at the roulette wheel. As she does, right now.
Her favorite color is red. Rather odd numbers. They know everything about her. Name, address, habits, and associates.
They approach her to infiltrate an arms smuggling network, intended to supply terrorism networks.
His brother is one of the founders. He must be neutralized.
Adam approaches the target, a glass in the hand. His attitude is innocent, but his intentions are rather obvious. He’s going to chat her up.
Zaf supervises. Leaning on the bar, he looks at his watch from time to time as he’s waiting for someone, not to be upset. He gets it up close to her lips and talks to Malcolm:
"I declare the start of operations open.
* Use the manual codes * immediately replied Malcolm.
_I Repeat: the fisherman arrives at the lake, Zaf corrects.
* The f ... It's not in the manual ... *
_He’s gonna strike the fish. "
* He’s poke fun at you, Malcolm .*
It was Colin.
Zaf listen them talking with a smile. Malcolm grumbles, Colin relativizes. Meanwhile Adam catch the gambler eyes, and exchange a few words with her, probably banalities about chance, red and black.
For his safety, he had not been equipped with a microphone.
Zaf has to stay focused.
He sees a smile on the beauty lips. Then she points a discrete finger toward the counter. A glass of Champagne for the lady ? He turns and speak again at his watch, quietly:
"She asked him something. He comes to me.
* We can see it. Don’t panic .*
_I don’t, guys. Bad feelings. That’s all. "
Adam sits on the stool next to Zaf and speaks to him openly.
"She wants you. "
An angel passes by.
"Can you repeat?
_I’ve noticed that you discuss with this charming young man, earlier. Would you present him to me? Adam imitates.
_You mean… ?
_Yeah. But I’m fine, thank you, the fisherman confirm, a bit upset but not quite hopeless. Go and bring her good luck.
_. .. Okay. "
As if by magic, Zaf get of his microphone, and they exchange their watches. They’re accustoming to plans B. And Adam is not worry. Zaf is a professional of improvisation. This first contact already looks conclusive.
What a lucky man.
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Sujet: Petites annonces : relecture, corrections... 
Mer 29 Déc - 18:55
) d'une fille qui me dit à quel point elle a trouvé désagréable de lire une fic MI5 en français (j'ignorais que c'était un sacrilège), surtout que je ne suis absolument pas dans l'ambiance de la série, et à côté des personnages 
Donc tu peux me raconter n'importe quoi, interpréter tes persos comme tu veux, je n'y verrais que du feu 
