Date: 2006-10-08 12:15 am (UTC)
Kassian snorted. The whole thing was probably dreamed up but some drunken young soldiers who were bored and felt like being cruel.

Children who pulled the wings off of bugs and watched the following frantic spasms.

He just shook his head and sighed. The night was getting long, and the alcohol was burning off. He felt a little restless, and ready for some groping of his own.

Kassian looked sidelong at Isaev.

Another cheer rose up, breaking his concentration. Borishnakov was coming out for another pass, looking so determined Kassian could tell he wouldn't fall for the same trick twice. He just intended to run, and keep running, until the whole thing was over with.

He found his attention on the whole spectacle fading, and didn't even watch the outcome of Borishnakov's next face-off with Raikov.

Leaning into Isaev companionably, he murmured by the lieutenant's ear. "How much longer will it last, Isaev? What happens after this? If the night goes on too much longer, I'll probably fall asleep."

Kassian's mouth twitched.
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