"Hey." Matvei nudged Sergei with his elbow, pointing. "How many laps is he going to do if he's not going to collect his clothing?"
He was both amused and somewhat dissapointed, but was sure Raikov had something up his sleeve...
... like the boxers.
Major Raikov looked black as thunder at being denied a second opportunity to grab the new Ocelot, and tucked the boxers inside his uniform jacket airily, looking especially determined.
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Date: 2006-10-03 09:37 am (UTC)He was both amused and somewhat dissapointed, but was sure Raikov had something up his sleeve...
... like the boxers.
Major Raikov looked black as thunder at being denied a second opportunity to grab the new Ocelot, and tucked the boxers inside his uniform jacket airily, looking especially determined.
He's in for it now, Matvei thought, grinning.