Lasha uncrossed his arms sharply, flung off the gesture like water and closed the scant distance between them.
He leaned in, curving close to Oleksei so that their heads were inclined. He spoke against Oleksei's ear, his breath and lips a forceful press that reinforced his meaning.
"I need to step out for a spell now, Tarsha. I have some issues to attend to, regarding this detainee. He's yours alone while I'm gone. He needs to look roughed up. This is a worked shoot, Oleksei, so don't go fucking crazy on me. Give him a quick polish with your knuckles. Just enough."
Ilarion paused, drawing breath.
"I know that you know, Taras, how to leave marks without too much damage. Give him a little of the business, then hand him over to me. It's how it has to be."
Lasha pulled away, then snapped his fingers and shook his head, darting back in. His lips brushed the shell of Oleksei's ear in his haste.
"And another thing, comrade...lay off his legs. No kicks, either. No breaks. Body strikes only."
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Date: 2008-06-11 11:43 pm (UTC)He leaned in, curving close to Oleksei so that their heads were inclined. He spoke against Oleksei's ear, his breath and lips a forceful press that reinforced his meaning.
"I need to step out for a spell now, Tarsha. I have some issues to attend to, regarding this detainee. He's yours alone while I'm gone. He needs to look roughed up. This is a worked shoot, Oleksei, so don't go fucking crazy on me. Give him a quick polish with your knuckles. Just enough."
Ilarion paused, drawing breath.
"I know that you know, Taras, how to leave marks without too much damage. Give him a little of the business, then hand him over to me. It's how it has to be."
Lasha pulled away, then snapped his fingers and shook his head, darting back in. His lips brushed the shell of Oleksei's ear in his haste.
"And another thing, comrade...lay off his legs. No kicks, either. No breaks. Body strikes only."