His mouth twitched to the side, almost reluctantly, but he let his thumb stroke Isaev's spine.
He turned his head, to watch for Borishnakov's reappearance. "Don't worry," he returned, "I don't fire until I'm sure of my mark."
Kassian kept his hand there until the crowd shifted, and everyone turned to follow Borishnakov's second lap. It seemed like the new recruit's artful dodge had earned him some supporters, and the crowed cheered him on.
He grazed shoulders with Isaev, refitting himself in the sphere of the lieutenant's personal space. It felt natural.
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Date: 2006-09-27 03:02 pm (UTC)"Lieutenant, you have no shame."
His mouth twitched to the side, almost reluctantly, but he let his thumb stroke Isaev's spine.
He turned his head, to watch for Borishnakov's reappearance. "Don't worry," he returned, "I don't fire until I'm sure of my mark."
Kassian kept his hand there until the crowd shifted, and everyone turned to follow Borishnakov's second lap. It seemed like the new recruit's artful dodge had earned him some supporters, and the crowed cheered him on.
He grazed shoulders with Isaev, refitting himself in the sphere of the lieutenant's personal space. It felt natural.
Something he could get used to, he thought.