"Nyet! No! No!" shouts Matochkin, the powder flying every which way as he charges forward in a useless attempt to stop the brazier from toppling over and spilling its contents across the ice. "You pizd'uk-"
In the skies above, as the sun slants slowly under the horizon, the aurora flares to a terrible brightness.
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Re: Action Time: Team Helicopter
Date: 2008-01-28 04:52 am (UTC)In the skies above, as the sun slants slowly under the horizon, the aurora flares to a terrible brightness.