The Fury ignored the squabble, for the time being. It was routine, a daily occurrence, and if they were trying to kill each other, they wouldn’t be trying to kill Krauss. He glanced at Volgin, and knew the Colonel would be demanding an explanation at any moment, then Raikov, who always seemed to have a pleased half-smile upon his face.
Krauss raised his head just long enough to look at the Fury, and choked back a sob. “Was haben Sie getan?” Slowly, he looked around, taking in the reality of the destruction, the rubble and ash. “Warum… warum hassen mich so sehr?”
It would have been so easy to kill him, but the cosmonaut remained still. Krauss deserved his pity more than his rage.
Comforting velvety blackness encroached on the German’s vision, and he stumbled forward a few steps before full unconsciousness took over.
The Fury reacted before he even had time to think, and caught the Major before he fell. “It’s over now.” he promised, nodding in agreement with himself as he wiped the blood from Krauss’ pale face and nose. “Sleep, Major, and let this all fade into a bad dream.”
The Krasnogorje patrol watched the showing of mercy in awed disbelief.
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Date: 2007-01-25 08:21 pm (UTC)The Fury ignored the squabble, for the time being. It was routine, a daily occurrence, and if they were trying to kill each other, they wouldn’t be trying to kill Krauss. He glanced at Volgin, and knew the Colonel would be demanding an explanation at any moment, then Raikov, who always seemed to have a pleased half-smile upon his face.
Krauss raised his head just long enough to look at the Fury, and choked back a sob. “Was haben Sie getan?” Slowly, he looked around, taking in the reality of the destruction, the rubble and ash. “Warum… warum hassen mich so sehr?”
It would have been so easy to kill him, but the cosmonaut remained still. Krauss deserved his pity more than his rage.
Comforting velvety blackness encroached on the German’s vision, and he stumbled forward a few steps before full unconsciousness took over.
The Fury reacted before he even had time to think, and caught the Major before he fell. “It’s over now.” he promised, nodding in agreement with himself as he wiped the blood from Krauss’ pale face and nose. “Sleep, Major, and let this all fade into a bad dream.”
The Krasnogorje patrol watched the showing of mercy in awed disbelief.