It sent shivers down Crane's spine and the other could only smile behind his mask, his sleeve still rolled up. Crane decided he enjoyed that growl--that annoyed, animalistic grunt that was so characteristic of soldiers. Of those trained to resist him.
Tillman would crumble, he decided, strapping a small device around his wrist.
"Then be a good soldier and point your gun at anything that threatens me. We're here, and I need to make a deal with the Chechens."
An empty parking lot with barking dogs seemed to be the meeting place, and Crane rolled down his sleeves, nodding for Tillman to open his door.
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Date: 2012-02-01 03:52 am (UTC)It sent shivers down Crane's spine and the other could only smile behind his mask, his sleeve still rolled up. Crane decided he enjoyed that growl--that annoyed, animalistic grunt that was so characteristic of soldiers. Of those trained to resist him.
Tillman would crumble, he decided, strapping a small device around his wrist.
"Then be a good soldier and point your gun at anything that threatens me. We're here, and I need to make a deal with the Chechens."
An empty parking lot with barking dogs seemed to be the meeting place, and Crane rolled down his sleeves, nodding for Tillman to open his door.