And Volgin, the storm eye of it all, the axis, like a human Tesla coil.
"That would be heaven," murmured Alexei, raising his head, eyes light and seeking. "We could do it, Zhenya. It could be..."
He paused.
"But the men they sent with me..." he said, sobering. "They're bivouacked in a remote locale, awaiting me, Colonel. Do I have your permission to bring them here, until I can figure out how to neutralize the threat? I've told them we'll be laying low, no attempts until I give word."
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Date: 2007-08-21 05:25 am (UTC)Brotherhood. Love. Purpose. Skill. Ingenuity. Sculpture. Art. Elitism. Isolation. Hermitage. Conquest. Lust. Passion.
And Volgin, the storm eye of it all, the axis, like a human Tesla coil.
"That would be heaven," murmured Alexei, raising his head, eyes light and seeking. "We could do it, Zhenya. It could be..."
He paused.
"But the men they sent with me..." he said, sobering. "They're bivouacked in a remote locale, awaiting me, Colonel. Do I have your permission to bring them here, until I can figure out how to neutralize the threat? I've told them we'll be laying low, no attempts until I give word."
Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
Volgin knew the old adage as well as anyone.