Date: 2007-10-09 03:15 am (UTC)
Aryol took a step away, still breathing hard, though he didn't move too far.

His proximity to his MVD lover was proprietary and defensive, as well as being instinctual, poised like a wary wolfhound, dark eyes narrowed and sharp.

Band together, show solidarity, watch out for your partner. They were as deeply ingrained to him as knowing how to shoot.

He looked behind them, to the quiet man who had cursed. Less of a threat than the other, he thought, if only by the virtue that he had a smaller gun.

After a moment he recognized the man - the pathologist, his newfound comrade's comrade. Probably noticed Aryol's ambush and ran up to save his friend.

Aryol's mouth twisted wryly, after a moment. He probably should have been more careful, but the opportunity had been just too good to pass up.

Aryol still didn't like being surrounded, still didn't like having guns pointed at them.

Not to mention being interrupted.

He kept his focus on the pathologist, watching him warily, letting the man he could barely call stranger handle the other interloper.
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