He could read the faraway concern writ in the lines of Volgin's igneous face, and he understood, with a sudden and unmistakable clarity, what the Colonel was thinking.
What he was fearing.
"I'll check in with Major Raikov," he said, at once. "Make sure he's...keeping an eye out," he added vaguely, averting his gaze. "...I can ask him to recommend a worthy candidate for Olavyenko's wolves."
Even once they procured a suitable poor bastard to frame, would it be enough to keep Olavyenko at bay?
Under the circumstances, Ocelot wasn't sure the General would be satisfied with merely a report of a punishment at Volgin's hands.
"...He'll want to do it himself, won't he?" he muttered. "Are you certain he'll be satisfied without an independant internal investigation?"
He'd never met Olavyenko on his rare visits to Groznyj Grad. Volgin seemed to know him well, however.
Ocelot scowled.
He had to trust in Volgin's assessment, something he always did with a kiss and a prayer.
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Date: 2007-02-13 08:05 am (UTC)He could read the faraway concern writ in the lines of Volgin's igneous face, and he understood, with a sudden and unmistakable clarity, what the Colonel was thinking.
What he was fearing.
"I'll check in with Major Raikov," he said, at once. "Make sure he's...keeping an eye out," he added vaguely, averting his gaze. "...I can ask him to recommend a worthy candidate for Olavyenko's wolves."
Even once they procured a suitable poor bastard to frame, would it be enough to keep Olavyenko at bay?
Under the circumstances, Ocelot wasn't sure the General would be satisfied with merely a report of a punishment at Volgin's hands.
"...He'll want to do it himself, won't he?" he muttered. "Are you certain he'll be satisfied without an independant internal investigation?"
He'd never met Olavyenko on his rare visits to Groznyj Grad. Volgin seemed to know him well, however.
Ocelot scowled.
He had to trust in Volgin's assessment, something he always did with a kiss and a prayer.