Date: 2010-08-21 05:50 am (UTC)
"But--"

But Yorick would have to trust Natalya. As much as he wanted to dive in front of every bullet, leave no man behind and all that, he didn't know what the fuck to do in this place.

For one frozen, aching moment, he missed 355 with every fiber of his being.

He gave a nod, eyes on Natalya, and ran, just like she'd said.
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