Jun 08, 2009 03:09
[Video switches on, Boris not realizing he accidentally mashed it on with his fist. His hand pulls away, revealing the annoyance reflected upon his face. Letting out a short sigh, he smacks the communicator off from it's perch allowing it to clutter to the floor.
From that angle only his boots are visible, along with a couple of broken items from Boris' fit of raaage.]
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it! This place, Yuriy...!
...
....what the hell did they bring me here? Only to be locked up in this damn room! I could be doing something, anything!
It's starting to feel crowded. I want to go back...
[Steps closer towards the communicator]
And I hate [He stomps on the screen] having to
[stomp]
use
[stomp]
this
[stomp]
damn
[another stomp]
THING!
[Poor communicator is then kicked aside followed by curses in Russian.]
gd it yuriy,
beating stuff relieves stress,
this is somehow volkov's fault,
haet disco,
boris has anger issues,
plz to be going home nao