"Whoa, comrade," Ocelot exclaimed, holstering his gun smoothly and holding up a hand. "Take it easy for a moment. Count to ten, all right? He'll still be flammable."
It dawned on him slowly what the Fury was angry about- Krauss had tried to bluff him by claiming it was Volgin who was demanding compliance.
Which meant he'd essentially screwed Ocelot too, manipulating him into...
Ocelot scowled, abruptly.
"Wait a fucking second," he said, raising a finger. His lips pressed into a thin line and his eyes narrowed. "You mean Krauss had me running after you, knowing you're a fucking psychopath, and risking my fucking ass to drag you in for something Volgin didn't even know about?"
For a moment, it seemed like a pretty tempting idea, letting the Cobra flame soldier go roaring down the hall and rampaging into Krauss' meticulous office.
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It dawned on him slowly what the Fury was angry about- Krauss had tried to bluff him by claiming it was Volgin who was demanding compliance.
Which meant he'd essentially screwed Ocelot too, manipulating him into...
Ocelot scowled, abruptly.
"Wait a fucking second," he said, raising a finger. His lips pressed into a thin line and his eyes narrowed. "You mean Krauss had me running after you, knowing you're a fucking psychopath, and risking my fucking ass to drag you in for something Volgin didn't even know about?"
For a moment, it seemed like a pretty tempting idea, letting the Cobra flame soldier go roaring down the hall and rampaging into Krauss' meticulous office.