The situation was painful in its intensity, awkward and uncomfortable. Raw emotion played across the murderer's face, set the angle of his shoulders taut. The MVD officer - Nika - was more stoic, but grimly focused, his stance just as tense.
Aryol frowned as he watched the tableau, and felt compelled to move forward.
The man, the MVD major, this Nika - had asked him to stay back, but there were times when a man needed the support of a comrade, even when he didn't know it.
Aryol's steps were careful, one at a time, deliberate in their slowness, calculated to be non-threatening.
He did not look at the man - Dmitry, the murderer - but instead kept his gaze averted, advancing only to the operativnik, stopping.
Reaching out, Aryol brushed a hand against the back of Nika's arm.
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Date: 2007-10-11 05:46 am (UTC)The situation was painful in its intensity, awkward and uncomfortable. Raw emotion played across the murderer's face, set the angle of his shoulders taut. The MVD officer - Nika - was more stoic, but grimly focused, his stance just as tense.
Aryol frowned as he watched the tableau, and felt compelled to move forward.
The man, the MVD major, this Nika - had asked him to stay back, but there were times when a man needed the support of a comrade, even when he didn't know it.
Aryol's steps were careful, one at a time, deliberate in their slowness, calculated to be non-threatening.
He did not look at the man - Dmitry, the murderer - but instead kept his gaze averted, advancing only to the operativnik, stopping.
Reaching out, Aryol brushed a hand against the back of Nika's arm.
"We should go," he murmured.