Natalya nodded a little, then said more quietly, "Thank you, Sam."
There was a distant mechanical growl like a motor, and Yorick stood.
"Never a cavalry when you need one."
Natalya lifted her head and looked in the direction he was facing. She looked weary and relieved, and almost without thinking put her hand on Sam's shoulder as she stood, simultaneously using him as an aid and tugging him up.
"Fucking thank Christ," she mumbled. She noticed where her hand was and didn't start, but squeezed Sam's shoulder briefly so it came across as comradely as opposed to just a lingering touch.
She was amazed that after everything, she could still be aware, let alone self conscious, of such a gesture. She dropped her hand to adjust the hang of her rifle.
"Maybe this will be end, da? If not, at least there will be vodka." She started across the roof to where it was almost level with the hill and the snowmobiles bearing more V troops, her brothers in arms, were pulling to a halt.
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Date: 2010-11-14 09:33 am (UTC)There was a distant mechanical growl like a motor, and Yorick stood.
"Never a cavalry when you need one."
Natalya lifted her head and looked in the direction he was facing. She looked weary and relieved, and almost without thinking put her hand on Sam's shoulder as she stood, simultaneously using him as an aid and tugging him up.
"Fucking thank Christ," she mumbled. She noticed where her hand was and didn't start, but squeezed Sam's shoulder briefly so it came across as comradely as opposed to just a lingering touch.
She was amazed that after everything, she could still be aware, let alone self conscious, of such a gesture. She dropped her hand to adjust the hang of her rifle.
"Maybe this will be end, da? If not, at least there will be vodka." She started across the roof to where it was almost level with the hill and the snowmobiles bearing more V troops, her brothers in arms, were pulling to a halt.