Makita's not really a sniper, but she's had some training. Watching the witch through her borrowed field glasses she knows Yarka has a perfect shot. And he's not taking it. Still messing with her?
"Now," she yells into the comline, "Now! Yarka, take the damn shot!"
Nothing happens. "Yarka! Come in, Yarka, damn you!"
Silence. No gunshot, no response...
Who is this witch, and what the hell does she have keeping her alive out here? Mouth twisting in disgust Makita hands Dushka his field glasses back and turns to stalk out of the gun emplacement.
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Date: 2008-08-16 06:10 am (UTC)"Now," she yells into the comline, "Now! Yarka, take the damn shot!"
Nothing happens. "Yarka! Come in, Yarka, damn you!"
Silence. No gunshot, no response...
Who is this witch, and what the hell does she have keeping her alive out here? Mouth twisting in disgust Makita hands Dushka his field glasses back and turns to stalk out of the gun emplacement.