Raikov was grinning like a shark, from the opposite end of the hall.
It was best to keep a little distance from him and the Ocelots, traditionally - one-on-one was always much more fun, than too much audience participation... and it allowed for a better view.
And tonight's victim was the pretty one he'd grabbed earlier! How could he resist?
He would easily be able to scare this one, if he got a second swipe.
God, he was glad Volgin and Ocelot were both away, for the first time in the last twenty-four hours.
He strolled leisurely across the formed pathway, men making up the barricades to prevent escape, and prowled, smirking, ignoring the cat-calls.
He'd start responding to those appropriately once he inflicted a sufficient amount of damage on the new Ocelot.
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Date: 2006-09-24 08:56 pm (UTC)It was best to keep a little distance from him and the Ocelots, traditionally - one-on-one was always much more fun, than too much audience participation... and it allowed for a better view.
And tonight's victim was the pretty one he'd grabbed earlier! How could he resist?
He would easily be able to scare this one, if he got a second swipe.
God, he was glad Volgin and Ocelot were both away, for the first time in the last twenty-four hours.
He strolled leisurely across the formed pathway, men making up the barricades to prevent escape, and prowled, smirking, ignoring the cat-calls.
He'd start responding to those appropriately once he inflicted a sufficient amount of damage on the new Ocelot.