Alex.

The voice that makes Krycek whimper and stir in his sleep is oddly familiar, but in no way distinct.

A mix, perhaps, of many voices from his past.

You failed us.

"No --"

One distinct voice: I had such high hopes for you, my little rat.

Cigarette smoke clouds Krycek's mind.

You could have been great. You could have led us to victory.

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After picking up his kitten from Molly, Krycek retreats to his room.

He sets the kitten down on the foot of the bed and stands before him, much like a drill sargeant would with his troops. "You shall henceforth be known as Kazimir," Krycek says. "And you will be proud of this name, [little one]."

Kazimir mews softly and tilts his head as Krycek fixes ( Read more... )

[ooc notes: Millitimed to November 3, 2006.]

When you go underground, you gotta learn to live with the rats.

This is not underground.

This is Milliways.

Rats, however, also dwell above ground --

-- and some dwell at the end of the Universe.

When Krycek finally returns to his old room, it's covered in dust and cobwebs.

He sighs.

It's been far too long.

Two ( Read more... )