Longing for Mother Russia [Зимняя Ден][Horus]

Evelyn

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Jun 7, 2015
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@"Horus"

"I will not bring trouble here Mr. Pasha I swear it. I may not be with the military anymore but I still hold true to so many of the teachings that I learned along the way. Despite being a defect."

Her voice portrayed for the first time a small strain.. And only once she let it slip that she was a defect from the Russian military her eyes went wide. Defect, meant that she was first and foremost alone. Secondly it meant that she was rogue and dangerous.. Thirdly.. It meant that she would listen to direction if pressed.

Weakness, reflected in her eyes and on her face as her eyes went wide.. True facial expressions the shock and horror that she felt lead on to her knowing that she was indeed bent over a barrel and at his mercy. Swallowing hard Evelyn was roughly stuck for any ideas as to what to do from there, when her phone went off.. Like the loudest chimes from a gong or bells in a bell tower it cleaved the sudden silence..

Quickly and with fumbled fingers she observed the message that she was given before putting her phone away into her pocket. Swiftly her hands went for her gun and loaded it once more before putting it and her knife back into their places.

"I am sorry Mr. Pasha, but I will need to take my leave.. My boss needs me to over look a shipment."

A child working like an adult, armed like one, and acting like one.. What a life she must truly have.
 

Horus

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Jun 18, 2015
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@"Evelyn Pierce"

Pasha's eyes narrowed at her for a moment, though his expression didn't change much. It never truly did, and there would barely be a thing that slipped. He'd been too habituated into just not showing a thing that there were small issues with actually being able to express emotions. They were some trouble, after all. He could feel them, he just wasn't good at showing them.

The girl's expression changed, however. She seemed pained for several moments, as if she just betrayed something. In fact, she did. Admitting to being a defector wasn't exactly a small thing, though he had to wonder what sort of thought process prompted her to say it out loud like that.

A defector from Russia would be even heavier on the mind.

Ah, despite what she'd said, this may have, indeed, caused some trouble. Pasha himself was already walking a rather thin line, being an ex Soviet hero that Russia was no longer much too fond of.

But then a phone rang, and the girl hastily answered. It didn't comfort him at all that she immediately reached for the gun after, and his jaw clenched tight, his gloved hand balling into a fist as she reloaded it. However, she didn't seem to be aiming it at him.

He did little more then nod at her. Part of him hoped she wouldn't come back; she seemed like more trouble than she was worth. There was curiousity, sure, but was she really worth it?

He didn't try to stop her.
 
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