Sweet- Sweetcheeks?! Not even Napoleon Solo is that fresh with her! That does it. Heat of anger swirls in her belly, right down to curled fingertips and gnashed teeth.
As they walk along, Gaby trods a little further ahead, just a tad, and sticks a foot out.
"Loyal enough? What are you, a child? That sounds like the things they teach in your Russian schools. Someone who works for the military would be able to come up with something better too...nothing that weak."
This is said breezily and matter of factly, a no nonsense side of her showing after knowing he doesn't take her seriously: that's nothing new. But to this extent? Oh no.
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19/9/15 02:29 (UTC)As they walk along, Gaby trods a little further ahead, just a tad, and sticks a foot out.
"Loyal enough? What are you, a child? That sounds like the things they teach in your Russian schools. Someone who works for the military would be able to come up with something better too...nothing that weak."
This is said breezily and matter of factly, a no nonsense side of her showing after knowing he doesn't take her seriously: that's nothing new. But to this extent? Oh no.