m1895: (goddamn i fell for you)
π•π€π’πˆπ‹πˆπ˜ π€π‘πƒπ€ππŠπˆπ. ([personal profile] m1895) wrote in [community profile] logsville 2021-02-22 11:23 pm (UTC)

Since October. [ He squints for a split second, then adds: ] Five months.

[ Judging by the look on her face, the horror of the situation is seeping in. But presumablyβ€”presumably, she has some familiar place to find her way back to, even if it's on the other side of the country, and she won't be killed shortly after setting foot there. There's an escape for her.

The thought brings about a familiar ache in his chest, a hollowness in his ribcage he's been feeling more and more with every passing day here. Vasiliy stifles the feeling; it's important to remain focused, especially now, as muscular fatigue finally starts to set into the muscles that have been supporting his right arm and keeping the gun level.

He bends his elbow and returns his upper arm to his side with an immediate feeling of relief, wrist and elbow bending as a pair to ensure the potential trajectory of its bullets never diverges from the reddish brown sweater. ]

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