The shock of seeing the Colonel's massive shape looming head and shoulders above the sea of green GRU sent a jolt to Ippolit's heart. Of course he was here. It was his fortress. His man who had been discovered missing.
It was entirely predictable that it would be him they were heading toward, Rakitin carried along like lint on the current. Ippolit would have known it, if he'd given it a moment of thought.
It was better that he hadn't.
Now that he did think of it, Rakitin realized that, for the past few hours, the Colonel had fallen completely out of his mind. All it had taken was a dismemberment. That was progress, sort of.
It was just a- a momentary infatuation. He'd heard people talk about those. The only thing to do was keep his fat fucking mouth shut and ride it out.
It wasn't as though there was much risk, Ippolit thought, sadness trailing cool fingers across the surface of his mind. The Colonel would not so much as look at him.
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Date: 2007-06-16 12:48 pm (UTC)It was entirely predictable that it would be him they were heading toward, Rakitin carried along like lint on the current. Ippolit would have known it, if he'd given it a moment of thought.
It was better that he hadn't.
Now that he did think of it, Rakitin realized that, for the past few hours, the Colonel had fallen completely out of his mind. All it had taken was a dismemberment. That was progress, sort of.
It was just a- a momentary infatuation. He'd heard people talk about those. The only thing to do was keep his fat fucking mouth shut and ride it out.
It wasn't as though there was much risk, Ippolit thought, sadness trailing cool fingers across the surface of his mind. The Colonel would not so much as look at him.