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As the huge Russian entered the room Xander's head perked up. Looking at Jo briefly before his head returned to Sasha he said, [color=f26522]"Hey Jo if it isn't the biggest baddest son of a bitch this side of the Iron Curtain."[/color] Shooting his hand up in the air with a slight wave he hollered, [color=f26522]"Sasha my boy have you crushed anybody's skulls recently for the good mother Russia? If you haven't I take back everything I said and would hope you would spare my head for another day."[/color] 

Xander had noticed the larger Russian wandering the halls. If he remembered correctly a few words, grunts, and what not had been exchanged between the two of them. However, he had a feeling that he liked Sasha. It was just the aura around the man. Strong, simple type, that was the kind that he could get along with. Even with Xander's babbling brook of a mouth he could always show respect to the right people.