Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 20, 2007 13:39:04 GMT -5
Ivan and Priz heft the gurney up on to the desk, and set Tovarisch down gently.
"I hope this place hasn't been abandoned during our little adventure." Ivan said, pulling a bottle of Vodka out of his brother's pack, which he had carried all the way from the bar. "Because if it is, the only medics will be me and Lachryma, and I'm about to be way to drunk to operate."
Ivan took a swig from the bottle of vodka, and cringed as it burned his throat. "I never did see what my brother liked in this stuff. Want a drink?"
"I hope this place hasn't been abandoned during our little adventure." Ivan said, pulling a bottle of Vodka out of his brother's pack, which he had carried all the way from the bar. "Because if it is, the only medics will be me and Lachryma, and I'm about to be way to drunk to operate."
Ivan took a swig from the bottle of vodka, and cringed as it burned his throat. "I never did see what my brother liked in this stuff. Want a drink?"