As the others left, their laughter echoing down the hall, Kassian took his time dressing.
He was in no rush, though he found himself distracted. So much so, that he misaligned the buttons of his uniform and left one unmatched, at the bottom.
He frowned, and began to unbutton them once more. It was the drink, he told himself. He usually didn't imbibe so much - it usually led to bad decisions. Or at least headaches. He'd have a hangover in the morning, he was sure.
Kassian undid the rest of the buttons, then began to fasten his uniform correctly, with deliberate care, though after a moment, he felt his attention wander again, and glanced up to look at Isaev.
The lieutenant seemed to be nearly done, having gotten dressed faster than Kassian. Once the balaclava and beret went on, he would look just like the others. Several of them were of a height, and with a similar, muscular build, but Kassian thought if he saw Isaev among them, he'd be able to mark him just the same.
The lieutenant was becoming familiar, and in an agreeable way.
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Date: 2006-09-18 06:07 am (UTC)He was in no rush, though he found himself distracted. So much so, that he misaligned the buttons of his uniform and left one unmatched, at the bottom.
He frowned, and began to unbutton them once more. It was the drink, he told himself. He usually didn't imbibe so much - it usually led to bad decisions. Or at least headaches. He'd have a hangover in the morning, he was sure.
Kassian undid the rest of the buttons, then began to fasten his uniform correctly, with deliberate care, though after a moment, he felt his attention wander again, and glanced up to look at Isaev.
The lieutenant seemed to be nearly done, having gotten dressed faster than Kassian. Once the balaclava and beret went on, he would look just like the others. Several of them were of a height, and with a similar, muscular build, but Kassian thought if he saw Isaev among them, he'd be able to mark him just the same.
The lieutenant was becoming familiar, and in an agreeable way.