"It's all right, Captain," Ocelot said, shifting his slatted gaze from Liadov to Irinarhov.
He set his mouth curtly.
"Borishnakov's uniform is in my room. It was brought to me last night, by a soldier following orders."
Ocelot scowled.
"Junior Lieutenant Borishnakov was a miscalculation. He was being demoted from the Squad for repeated insubordination and Behavior Unbecoming of a Russian Officer- which is utterly unbecoming to an Ocelot."
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Date: 2007-12-08 08:16 am (UTC)He set his mouth curtly.
"Borishnakov's uniform is in my room. It was brought to me last night, by a soldier following orders."
Ocelot scowled.
"Junior Lieutenant Borishnakov was a miscalculation. He was being demoted from the Squad for repeated insubordination and Behavior Unbecoming of a Russian Officer- which is utterly unbecoming to an Ocelot."