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28 July 2007 @ 01:51 pm
More Ripples [February 18, 1964, 11:45 pm]  
Kassian paused, and turned to look at Ocelot for a moment, brow creasing lightly.

The Major had apologized for misjudging him, though Kassian hadn't been aware of any bias. Ocelot had treated him equitably enough in the weeks he'd been here, and hadn't singled him out overly, at least not any more than he would expect, as new blood.

But apparently Ocelot felt like an apology was necessary.

Kassian nodded in silent acknowledgment.

He was not the sort of man who threw gestures back in someone's face, regardless if he thought they were warranted.

Kassian turned back to the ruined cartridge then. "You're right, Major. Which is why I thought it was a matter of ego. He did this on purpose, to demoralize. He must not have known the Colonel had a decoy. The Colonel could go into hiding, and pretend the attempt was successful, if he wanted, while someone tried to find out who did this."

The answer to that question was clearly none of Kassian's concern. He supposed a man like Volgin could have any number of enemies in the government, but Kassian never paid attention to things like that.

He adjusted the strap of the Mosin-Nagant he carried on his back. "Major, I'd like to request to be released from bodyguard detail, at least for a few days. If the sniper is still around, either to take down secondary targets or to finish the job if he realizes it wasn't Volgin, you'll need me up there."

Kassian tilted his chin in the direction of the the window, toward the rooftops outside.
 
 
 
Adamskamajor_ocelot_2u on July 29th, 2007 06:45 am (UTC)
"That's fine," said Ocelot. "You should do what you're good at."

Anyone could guard the MENTs.

"I can put Isaev on it. Or Gabrelovic."

It didn't matter.

Frankly, it had been Volgin's concern at the outset. Ocelot could take or leave the MVD. Let them take their chances.

He twirled his gun thoughtfully.

"Tomorrow. You're off."
Kassian Irinarhov: kasya colorcapt_kasya on July 29th, 2007 05:32 pm (UTC)
"Thank you, Major."

Kassian nodded, then hesitated.

He wanted to say something about Isaev, to request that Ocelot assign Gabrelovic instead, but he could think of no good reasons, other than personal ones.

He'd be busy anyway, crawling around on rooftops.

Though MENT duty would make Isaev busier.

Still, there wasn't much he could say, not without dipping into personal territory, and he didn't know Ocelot well enough for something like that.

"I'm sure you'll choose the best man for the job," he said, instead.

He looked at Ocelot, who seemed strangely at ease with himself, in spite of the fact he was half-clothed. Less than half-clothed, actually, just in his shorts. Kassian couldn't imagine an emergency for which he wouldn't at least throw on a pair of pants and tel'nik before running out the door. It made him wonder what the Major had been doing previously, but that ventured into the not-my-business territory that he always carefully avoided.

Kassian frowned. He might run out the door in nothing but his shorts if he thought something happened to Isaev, actually.

He glanced back to the door, where Volgin had stalked out earlier. He'd been fully clothed, at least.

If a little hastily clothed.

...but maybe it was nothing.

"Is everything...all right with you, Major?" Kassian asked, carefully.

Ocelot had expressed...frustrations to him, in passing, earlier. Kassian had tactfully offered his support but not pursued the conversation, but perhaps Ocelot deserved more of his effort.
Adamskamajor_ocelot_2u on July 29th, 2007 08:43 pm (UTC)
Adam smile thinly.

"Everything's fine," he said, his voice dry and arid like an autumn leaf. "Someone has a bead on the Colonel, and killed him in effigy. What could possibly be wrong?"

He scowled, slightly.

"Sorry," he said. "It's been a long night. I was in bed, trying to get some sleep. It wasn't working."

He twirled his gun.

"But it was better than waking up to this."

Ocelot frowned.

"Sorry the MENT pulled you out of your bunk. There was no need. We had it covered."

He snorted.

"No need for anyone else to lose their valuable sleep."
Kassian Irinarhov: kasya colorcapt_kasya on July 29th, 2007 11:16 pm (UTC)
"I wasn't sleeping either," Kassian said, neutrally.

He felt no need to rub in Ocelot's face exactly what he had been doing. Just because he'd been getting more sex in the past few weeks than he had in the previous eight years didn't mean that everyone else was too, or that they wanted to hear about it.

Kassian let his gaze drop to the body once more, frowning at the slagged brain matter that pooled out of the cranium like molten iron spilled from a forge. He another ripple of silent contempt for the sniper who had done this, let his ego take a shot that couldn't be guaranteed.

On the other hand, Volgin could have been wearing some sort of body armor as far as the sniper knew. Perhaps he had been trying to guarantee death, if not the shot itself. A big man like Volgin might survive hydrostatic shock.

"What do you want done with the body, Major? Dump it quietly?"

He wondered how many people knew that Volgin had a body double, and if it would be worth it to pretend like Volgin had been shot, or it would be better to simply proceed as normal.

He glanced out the window, thoughtfully.

"I'll try not to kill him, if I get him in my sights. So he can be question - "

Kassian paused, frowning, and slowly turned back to Ocelot.

"Is there anything I need to know, Major?"

He realized that Ocelot hadn't batted an eye at his assertion that the sniper had been working for the Russian government.

Kassian knew it should have been none of his business, but he had enough Russian blood on his hands already to want to know if he was probably going to risk getting a bit more.
Adamskamajor_ocelot_2u on July 30th, 2007 04:39 am (UTC)
Ocelot paused.

"There are a lot of people who don't support the Brehznev faction, Captain. And Volgin has his own agenda, even within GRU. They would never challenge him outright. Thunderbolt has a reputation. But I wouldn't put it past the KGB, or GRU to send a man to take him out of the picture."

His hand stilled and reversed. He took the gun into a series of slow and elaborate pinwheels, moving his wrist in a slow figure-eight.

"...even his own superiors."

He frowned.

"Dump the body," he said, after a moment, snapping his free fingers decisively.

Too many people had heard.

"All they know is that a body was found in Volgin's uniform...We'll spread the word it was some sex game gone awry."

He snorted.

"That should bore everyone to tears around here."
Kassian Irinarhov: kasya colorcapt_kasya on July 30th, 2007 06:59 am (UTC)
Kassian grimaced, but nodded.

"Yes, Major."

It wasn't a bad plan. Kassian didn't want to think about sex games gone awry, and he imagined most people would have a similar reaction.

"I'll get Kolyin and Semeyonev to help me. We'll take care of it right now, when there aren't a lot of people around."

He paused.

The politics had gone right over Kassian's head, but the idea of Volgin's own superiors trying to kill him disturbed him. It would be a neverending battle which ultimately would be lost.

Kassian looked at Ocelot carefully.

"Major, there's a saying that goes, 'given enough time, every assassin will eventually succeed.' Something needs to be done about the source of the problem. We won't be able to keep him safe forever."
Adamskamajor_ocelot_2u on August 1st, 2007 11:59 pm (UTC)
Ocelot gave him a pointed look.

"Captain, Thunderbolt will always be a lightning rod. No pun intended. He has his own agenda, and people are starting to suspect that. He wants to rule the world, Irinarhov. More so, he plans to. If they ever fully realize what Volgin's doing out here, he's going to become a liability to Moscow, or a threat. He's a rogue faction to begin with, and Groznyj Grad has given him his own stronghold."

He paused. "As for protecting him. We'll just have to do the best we can."

Ocelot quickly checked his makarov, and sent it spinning aroun his hand at a dizzying speed.

He caught it again, checked it and angled it at Kassian.

"Kill the sniper," he said, quietly. "Then we'll deal with the rest."
Kassian Irinarhovcapt_kasya on August 2nd, 2007 03:37 am (UTC)
"Yes, Major," Kassian said, with a short, crisp nod.

He turned to the window, staring out again, as if he could sense his rival somewhere out there in the darkness.

In truth, he took the time to compose himself as he thought about what Ocelot had just told him. His mind balked at first. Surely Ocelot didn't mean that Volgin literally wanted to rule the world. That ventured into territory like Stalin.

Like Hitler.

As much as he abhorred politics and everything to do with them, Kassian found the idea of the Colonel's alleged political agenda highly disturbing.

It wasn't his concern, he told himself. He was just a soldier. All he needed to do was follow orders, not look at the bigger picture.

Kill the sniper, Ocelot said. He could do that.

Not that the sniper would still be on-base. Most likely, he would have retreated to wherever he had camped. Maybe in the lowlands, or perhaps in the surrounding caves, like where they'd discovered the second body.

Dangerous territory. Places where he didn't know.

Volgin's political agenda sat conspicuously in the back of his mind, like an elephant in the the corner. But for now, he tried to ignore it, and focused on his orders.

Kassian frowned, turning away from the window to look back at Ocelot. "Major...Lieutenant Isaev told me that he had conducted a survey of the pools and caves around Groznyj Grad. His assistance would be invaluable when I go off-base to look for the sniper."

Not that he wanted to drag Isaev into danger, but it might give him the edge he needed, especially if he was right and there wasn't just one sniper out there, but rather, two.
Adamskamajor_ocelot_2u on August 2nd, 2007 08:11 am (UTC)
Ocelot nodded readily.

"Whatever you need, Captain, to track this fuck. If Isaev will help you, he's all yours."

He holstered his gun again, shooting a smirk in Irinarhov's direction.

"Unless you'd rather have Imanov back."
Kassian Irinarhovcapt_kasya on August 2nd, 2007 04:51 pm (UTC)
Kassian shook his head.

"No, Major. I need someone as stealthy as I am, if not moreso, and that's Isaev's specialty. No disrespect to Imanov."

It was true, but also not the only reason.

Imanov moved with relative stealth, and these past few days of MENT duty had shown that they could work together, if necessary. But the underlying tension between them would never make partnership easy, or implicit.

And to go after another sniper, Kassian would either go alone, or with someone he trusted to listen to his instructions without question, and to not get himself killed through recklessness. Imanov was neither of those. Isaev was.

"I'll talk to him about it. If we're of the same mind, I'll take him. Otherwise, I'll go alone."

Kassian stepped back. "Thank you. I'll let you know."

He paused at the door, and turned back to gesture at the window.

"You probably should keep a low profile yourself, Major. You might be a target too," he said, then left.