http://taras-oleksei.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] taras-oleksei.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] taras_oleksei 2008-10-10 08:58 pm (UTC)

Taras sidestepped the arc of the thrown keys, letting them sail past his head without trying to grab them. They hit the tiled floor with a clatter of metal behind him.

"Don't need them," he said, to Liadov's back.

The set of Liadov's shoulders was stiff. He gave no sign of having heard.

After a moment, Taras' expression tightened.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" he growled.

He stepped away from the desk, following Liadov toward the door.

"Are you looking for excuses to hate him? I didn't think there was a way you could think less of him."

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