He quietly slid the knife back into its sheath and moved his hand back to Irinarhov's shoulder.
He had intended to slice off a lock of the Captain's dark hair, for no reason he could justify, other than that it would be something to carry with him.
However, his sense came flooding back at Kassian's calm and sonorous voice.
His words, sincere.
No anger now. Had it ever been there?
Yes. The blood on his lip was proof of that.
But it had evaporated, somehow, leaving only Irinarhov's standard quiet intensity in its place. Returning to its subterranean well.
"So was I good pupil, Kassian Irinarhov?" Andrei asked, insouciantly, feeling the protective stricture of Irinarhov's arm coiled around him like a sated python.
It was pleasant, he thought. Manful and unquestioning, something he could relate to in a lover.
"Better than the last?' he said. "Or just better at pleasing my tutor?"
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Date: 2006-12-09 06:55 am (UTC)"You're right," he said, after a moment.
He quietly slid the knife back into its sheath and moved his hand back to Irinarhov's shoulder.
He had intended to slice off a lock of the Captain's dark hair, for no reason he could justify, other than that it would be something to carry with him.
However, his sense came flooding back at Kassian's calm and sonorous voice.
His words, sincere.
No anger now. Had it ever been there?
Yes. The blood on his lip was proof of that.
But it had evaporated, somehow, leaving only Irinarhov's standard quiet intensity in its place. Returning to its subterranean well.
"So was I good pupil, Kassian Irinarhov?" Andrei asked, insouciantly, feeling the protective stricture of Irinarhov's arm coiled around him like a sated python.
It was pleasant, he thought. Manful and unquestioning, something he could relate to in a lover.
"Better than the last?' he said. "Or just better at pleasing my tutor?"