Date: 2006-09-04 03:30 am (UTC)
Ocelot drew back the hammer of his gun, as if playing with it.

He didn't react to Irinarhov's refusal, except to smile tightly.

"You can, Captain, I assure you. Although I admire this surprising devotion to the covenant of my men, hopefully I can convince you to find a similar devotion to me."

He sighed, scowling, and he knew he looked his age for a moment.

"Look," he leveled. "I don't care who said it. They're all safe, Captain, so you can hang up your painful principles. I only want to know what they're saying."

He smirked.

"We'll pretend you just heard it through the grapevine, instead of from a particular little bird."
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