Keep Going - A Little Drabble do Ya
Mar. 20th, 2013 03:26 pm“How are the ribs?”
“Sore.”
“Your head?”
“The same.”
Napoleon assumed the abbreviated responses to his inquiry meant that the Russian was hurting more than the word sore indicated.
“Can you make it back up this mountain, Illya? I need to know whether or not I might have to carry you out of here.”
The glare made Napoleon think of War of the Worlds for some strange reason. Possibly because Illya’s left eye was swollen shut.
“I am bruised and battered, possibly broken in one or two places. Rest assured, however, that I will walk out of here.”
“Lead on.”
“Sore.”
“Your head?”
“The same.”
Napoleon assumed the abbreviated responses to his inquiry meant that the Russian was hurting more than the word sore indicated.
“Can you make it back up this mountain, Illya? I need to know whether or not I might have to carry you out of here.”
The glare made Napoleon think of War of the Worlds for some strange reason. Possibly because Illya’s left eye was swollen shut.
“I am bruised and battered, possibly broken in one or two places. Rest assured, however, that I will walk out of here.”
“Lead on.”
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Date: 2013-03-21 02:37 am (UTC)