Several soldiers from the flame patrol sat bristling, two tables away, angry and seething about being forced away from their usual table by the investigators.
Angry, except Iapetus, who was casually indifferent as usual, and tending to his plate of food.
Two had set watching through the course of their meal, more concerned with Liadov than the food on their plates. Twice, Phobos had pilfered from Deimos’ tray without notice.
Io nudged his dark haired comrade when he saw that Nika was on the move. “Now?”
“Not now.” the other replied, skewering a potato with bitter malice. “Too many witnesses. It will go nice and slow. Plenty of time for suffering.”
At the end of the table, Iapetus glared at the pair. “You have no idea what sort of hell the Fury will bring down upon you if you harm that Operativnik.”
Deimos only shrugged, flashing a sadistic, feral smile to Nika as he passed.
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Date: 2007-07-15 06:22 am (UTC)Angry, except Iapetus, who was casually indifferent as usual, and tending to his plate of food.
Two had set watching through the course of their meal, more concerned with Liadov than the food on their plates. Twice, Phobos had pilfered from Deimos’ tray without notice.
Io nudged his dark haired comrade when he saw that Nika was on the move. “Now?”
“Not now.” the other replied, skewering a potato with bitter malice. “Too many witnesses. It will go nice and slow. Plenty of time for suffering.”
At the end of the table, Iapetus glared at the pair. “You have no idea what sort of hell the Fury will bring down upon you if you harm that Operativnik.”
Deimos only shrugged, flashing a sadistic, feral smile to Nika as he passed.