Ippolit rolled his eyes and batted away Nika's hands.
Inwardly, he was surprised to find that he didn't really mind it much. Being treated like a little brother.
There was something odd about the two soldiers. They were eyeing each other like a pair of territorial tomcats.
Captain Irinarhov's sepulchral calm had shifted as soon as the young blond man had come into view, though his dark eyes had lost none of their wariness.
People. It was none of Rakitin's business.
"Don't mind me," he said wryly. "There's worse things than people getting along like dogs and monkeys."
Like a limbless corpse in the mountains somewhere.
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Date: 2007-06-16 12:45 am (UTC)Inwardly, he was surprised to find that he didn't really mind it much. Being treated like a little brother.
There was something odd about the two soldiers. They were eyeing each other like a pair of territorial tomcats.
Captain Irinarhov's sepulchral calm had shifted as soon as the young blond man had come into view, though his dark eyes had lost none of their wariness.
People. It was none of Rakitin's business.
"Don't mind me," he said wryly. "There's worse things than people getting along like dogs and monkeys."
Like a limbless corpse in the mountains somewhere.