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Put down that bottle and come back to bed :((

"No point..." He stayed where he was, sat on the floor with his head back against the wall and an almost-finished bottle in his hand. "Can't sleep. 'm just goin' to drink until I can. Or until I pass out."

#ic #notartyom #not-artyom

[red square]

Check the spotlights, check on his men, check his filters. In that order, rinse and repeat. It was monotonous, and he wished he could smoke a cigarette. In fact he almost took off his mask to take a drink, and thank goodness Vitaly was there to stop him. The man wasn't there anymore, having moved to a different post, but Pavel was being good now and not touching those things.

The courtyard was empty. Of course it was; no one ever came through the Red Square. The Major almost thought that the outpost was purely for Korbut's amusement: "Send some bored men down there, call it a defense post. And send the Major too, while you're at it." It was so quiet he could be sure that at least one of his snipers had fallen asleep... he might've too, if not for the nerves. He kept thinking about--

"Major. There's someone down there," a voice on his radio crackled. Frowning, trying to ignore a growing headache, he went to the window and peeked down, following the little sniper lasers until he thought he could maybe see someone at the very far edge of the courtyard. Strange... but it couldn't be more than a stalker. A lost one, too, perhaps.

Retaining a bored tone, he called out. "Hey! Drop your weapons, blyadj, and no sudden moves!"

#quietly leaves this here #;;#red square #not-artyom

not-artyom said: *raises hand in volunteer?*

/grabby hands/ please

#not-artyom #offers ten bullets