Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160919181533/@comment-9075949-20161026213347

And so it became silent, with the only sound being the wind and Maxim taking puffs of his cigarette

"Do you trust her?" Ghost asked, breaking the silence

"Hard to say honestly. If she lies, then there's two of us and one of her." he answered, shrugging his shoulder

"What if she's lying and has a whole firing squad with her? Then what?"

"Then... I don't know. Posmotrim."

"Posmo-what?"

"That means 'we will see' in Russian." Maxim took another puff, before checking his assault rifle, which was neatly slung on his back, and had its stock folded. He took out the magazine, shook it, and mumbled something that Ghost did not pick up, due to him both mumbling in Russian and holding a cigarette in his mouth.

Ghost decided to sit down, took out his rifle, and started cleaning it with a surprisingly clean rag he took out of one of his many tactical pouches attached to his belt. He occasionally looked up to see whether or not Shiv came back.