He could hear light rustling on the other end of the phone, background noise. He wondered what Barshai was doing.
Taras exhaled and settled on his back, adjusting the pillow behind his head. It was softer than his pillow at home. He wasn't sure if he liked that.
"If you need me to do it again, just let me know. No permanent marks, and not too much pain. Not a bad price to pay for a vacation."
His brow thickened into a frown.
"Your job sounds a little fucked up. Why's it like that? Wouldn't it heal faster if you just got a chance to rest? Under normal circumstances, I mean. That's not a matter of being strong, comrade. That's just...common sense."
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Date: 2009-02-18 01:36 am (UTC)He could hear light rustling on the other end of the phone, background noise. He wondered what Barshai was doing.
Taras exhaled and settled on his back, adjusting the pillow behind his head. It was softer than his pillow at home. He wasn't sure if he liked that.
"If you need me to do it again, just let me know. No permanent marks, and not too much pain. Not a bad price to pay for a vacation."
His brow thickened into a frown.
"Your job sounds a little fucked up. Why's it like that? Wouldn't it heal faster if you just got a chance to rest? Under normal circumstances, I mean. That's not a matter of being strong, comrade. That's just...common sense."