Delphine's Pov.

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I was a fresher in this spying thing.

I only joined this madness because of a stupide debt.

I had my chance to say no and get out there the fast as I could.

I could have used my photographer skills to do something better, not war.

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And yet…

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Berlin was so debile froid- -

And she was so chaud- -

I was so- -

I just couldn't- -

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I didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Oui, I just would not pardon myself if I lose this opportunity.

I saw her only in photos and briefings.

I never thought Miss Lorraine Broughton would be so irrésistible et étourdissant in person.

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I easily gave myself to her, flesh and blood.

If only my heart wasn't beating so fast I could think about a better disguise,

Something more profitable than "a poet, a rockstar". I wasn't a teenager anymore after all.

At least it worked.

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And the kisses. Par le ciel, the kisses...

I did it pretty well. I didn't hesitate to kiss her… I was really eager to kiss her actually.

I preyed her. I lured her to my honeytrap with no shame.

I did bite my lips in anticipation. I wanted us alone more than ever.

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Then she pointed to me my own gun.

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She once told me that none of her relationships were real.

"They are just a means to an end."

Instead of asking her if our relationship weren't real at all,

I told her something I noticed along the days we stayed together:

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"When you tell the truth, you look different. Your eyes change."

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She thanked me. She was flattered. Complètement enchantée.

She thought it was better not do that again.

She was afraid of getting killed because of the truth in her eyes.

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But that…

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Only I could see her own blatant truth.

Her gentle caresses told me more than she wanted to show.

Douleur. Désir. Désespoir.

Her sadness, her desire, her despair.

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I wish I could help her more than I already did. I wish I could have that power.

I wish we had the chance to bring that DAMNED WALL down together.

I wish we could have more time to spend side by side…

Under the sheets… Sharing a drink… Loving each other…

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In the end all I could do was give her intel.

Words and photos and chaleur.

I was a French Spy.

I paid my debt.

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Qui sème le vent recolte la tempête.

Fin~

A/N:

"Qui sème le vent recolte la tempête" Means: "They that sow the wind, shall reap the whirlwind."

(yep, I love to use gratuitous foreign languages on my works haha sorry :x )

And G.o.s.h., Atomic Blonde is my cinematographic dreams coming true!

My favorite DLC from GTA Vice City! SZ

Yet some people (a bunch of people really) hate Atomic Blonde because it is a Bond-esque Action movie with a female as the main character; the "few drama and MUCH action" kind of movie. THE THING IS, being so "cold-blooded", "unfeeling", "cruel" and yadda yadda yadda IS the main feature of both Atomic Blonde and The Coldest City Graphic Novel. The nihilism in there is so clear that it almost loses its meaning.

Even with all the objectives arranged, each spy there was well aware that everything could be lost with a finger slap. They knew that at some point or at a very unlucky stumble they could die. I loved how this aspect was not romanticized or misrepresented in Atomic Blonde. They all knew what they were doing and they were not afraid of the consequences.

Oh, as the title suggests, Atomic Blonde is 100% aesthetic and I l-o-v-e-d it. For real, I loved it! Gosh, Lorraine's peripheral vision between Delphine's glass and the camera, the Cyan and Magenta color above them… Delphine LURING Lorraine to that corridor illuminated in red– .DANG! I just could not tell who I was most attracted for: if it was to the blonde fatale Lorraine Broughton or by the exciting Charlie's-Angel-to-be Delphine Lasalle. MAAAAN, If I were the one in both point of views I would be d-e-a-d-. Totally melted…

Another striking aspect of Atomic Blonde… The soundtrack! Perfect setlist! Every song there was impeccably picked up, especially the "theme song" for Delphine and Lorraine … If you listen to 'Til Tuesday - Voices Carry and read the lyrics you may feel the emotional and strong connection between them. This particular song tells us all the unspoken details of their relationship.

Delphine's death was really cliché (Bury Your Gays trope I'm looking at you) in the cinematographic version, yes, but in the Graphic Novel it makes sense and even if I'm still in mourning for Delphine I will praise the director and all the staff involved in Atomic Blonde for remaining loyal to the original work while giving a new course and a "truly shinny happy 80's" version of The Coldest City.

Now the most important thing…. NO heteronormativity and NO machism YAS! /o/

I mean, the -female- main character didn't have sex/ended up with the -male- "villain". Percival did hit Lorraine a lot yet she didn't fall for him plus he was never forceful towards her, he wasn't a total jerk trying so hard to get inside her pants. Lorraine was a independent woman FOR REAL, she just did what she needed to without asking help or being imposed to have a male help just because she was a woman. Or a weak/inferior woman. She got help because she is a fucking spy and spying requires a vast contact list, spying is about gathering information, right? And it was good to see that we didn't get a -mostly male- character saying absurd things like "You only reached your status because you are a pretty woman", "Say, they made it easy for you, right?", "You can't/ you're not allowed to do this, you are a woman!" among other atrocities that we qualified and professionalised women in our designed field area have to endure almost always only because we are what? Women.

Anyway, better I stop my fangirling right now or else my end notes become endless! Haha

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