027 || video;

[majorcrotchgrab]

[Despite the fighting going on, Raikov needs to get something off his chest, as much as he'd rather just pretend it never happened. He can't afford to act like his Groznyj Grad self in the City though unless he wants everyone to hate him.]

....

[He glances at the device for a moment before averting his eyes to something far more interesting on the desk. It's pretty obvious he's uncomfortable about doing this, as he mumbles when he finally speaks]

... I'm sorry about the way I acted the other week. I wasn't... myself.

[Raikov adjusts the collar of his shirt, still not looking into the device. Oh, look. There's something off to the side now!]

I'm back to normal now though. ... At least, I think so.

[And once he feels that's a good enough apology, he cuts the feed in a hurry]

Comments

[whitetwoguns]

So then you did something shitty without being an animal. I mean, since you're apologizing and all.

[majorcrotchgrab]

Not really shitty. Just... rude, I suppose.

[whitetwoguns]

Were you drunk?

[majorcrotchgrab]

No. It lasted like a week... I was just in a really bad mood.

[whitetwoguns]

Women do that all the time and they don't have to apologize for it.

[majorcrotchgrab]

It wasn't PMS.

[whitetwoguns]

Shouldn't be, and I'm a witness as to why. But I'm saying that you can be off or whatever the fuck.

[majorcrotchgrab]

I still... said some things I wouldn't have normally.