Date: 2006-09-07 06:49 am (UTC)
Kassian nodded, pleased again, then tipped his hand to his forehead in return. The air between them had been cleared, he thought, and that put his mind more at ease about the night's activities, the role he would have to play.

He ducked back into his room to grab his balaclava, then caught up with the others, who had already started to move. He found himself feeling more at ease around them, glad for their unspoken acceptance. Imanov might command the squad, but Kassian wondered if the Ocelots followed Isaev's cues.

As they moved down the hall, Kassian trailed behind and let the others go first, already feeling like the space was his.
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