and then a liet landed on your floor

[justaszabla]

[There's a trail of destruction running down the halls of Headquarters. Every door in a number of hallways has been destroyed: slashed in half, broken off its hinges, or splintered to pieces. The rooms beyond these doors are overturned: bookcases tipped forward onto the floor, sofas and mattresses flipped over or ripped apart, closet doors torn

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Both, either, doesn't matter~

[evenburnssouls]

[Just a simple assignment, right? Find Alfred and Toris and drag both weapons back to Shibusen whether they liked it or not. Easy. Fast. Except he doesn't think this is Braginsky's house, where both of them had last been reported as being seen near.

He is not wholly familiar with the building, but he is reasonably certain that all the destruction is recent. Not done by Alfred, though. He's only slightly relieved, but immediately returns to full alert when he rounds the corner and hears what sounds like Toris' voice, whereas the only person in sight is Braginsky.]

Ah, Mr Braginsky. What a pleasant surprise.

[No, not really, but it's the gentlemanly thing to say. The only thing pleasant about this is that he now knows where half his objective is. And that likely the other half isn't far behind.]

[justaszabla]

[Toris sees Ivan glance back and freezes.

He clears his throat, but doesn't say anything. He's not sure if Ivan saw him trying to warn Arthur.]

[evenburnssouls]

Excellent! Then I'm sure you'll agree to writing up a contract. For both our sakes. I may be assured of your cooperation, and you may be assured that I am in no way misleading you. Not that I would; a gentleman neither lies nor goes back on his word. However, the mutual reassurance of a contract will leave proof of our agreement!

[He reaches into his coat to find a pen and a pad of paper.]

Laurinaitis can be witness to this.

[snowymadness]

[... That pisses him off a bit. He only smiles as a reaction, though.]

In that case I will have to ask that it be in Russian so I know you are not trying to trick us.

[justaszabla]

[Toris thinks the idea of a contract is brilliant, but he bites his cheek when Ivan bristles at the idea, his pointed response making his mood evident.]

... Whichever language it's written in, I can translate back and forth if need be.

[evenburnssouls]

[That won't do. That won't do at all. His smile goes very strained, bordering on aggressive. His next words come out pointed and clipped in tone, aiming to insult.]

What, can't read English, Braginsky?

Well, I can't read or write in Russian, so I'm afraid your request is impossible to grant.

[Sorry, Toris, you're being ignored.]

[snowymadness]

[He shrugs]

Then I suppose yours is, as well.

[justaszabla]

[Toris looks back and forth between them as they both exude dangerous auras in one another's directions. He finally elbows past Ivan to stand a bit in front of him, gathering his courage.]

I speak both English and Russian fluently. I can translate the agreement.

[He looks back and forth at both, trying to catch their eyes. It's imperative it get signed. Whether Ivan will actually honor it or not, it gives Shibusen a legal right to him ... and Shibusen is what Ivan needs.]

[evenburnssouls]

[While he would immensely prefer either an impartial translator or a fight... or both, he can understand Toris' insistence on a contract. Legality of things and all.]

That would be rather kind of you.

[...He would still like to fight, however.]

[snowymadness]

[Shibusen is what Ivan wants to avoid.

He glares slightly, then takes hold of Toris' hand.]

Perhaps we should deal with this later, then.

[Don't mind him turning away, now, starting down the hall and pulling Toris along with him.]

now with extremely appropriate icon

[justaszabla]

[No, no no no--! Staggering, Toris is pulled away. He throws a desperate look at Arthur before digging in his heels and turning back to Ivan - but really he just keeps getting dragged along.]

Ivan - Ivan! If you want Alfred to go away this is the best option!

oooh, appropriate icon

[evenburnssouls]

[He steps forward, following, reaching out to grab Ivan by the back of his coat.]

We will deal with this now!

[snowymadness]

[gfdsfgj wait. Why is he being grabbed?]

Don't do that. [He'll just have to try to pull away, then.]

[justaszabla]

[Shit. Look, Arthur, if you try to actually get into it with Ivan, Toris will absolutely protect him.

Which is why he's just grabbed your hand with his free one.]

[evenburnssouls]

Let go, Laurinaitis.

[Never mind that, even with digging his heels in as much as possible... Ivan is still dragging him slightly. Sob. He is pathetic.]

[snowymadness]

[He's almost shaking. Definitely not a good sign. This kind of situation's just too unfamiliar. He doesn't want it at all.]

Stop it.