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[center][sub]Location: Charity Gala    Interaction: Boris-[@Kkushmar][/sub][/center]
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Lev couldn’t help but scoff at Boris’s comments, before retorting to defend himself. [color=c49c48]“First off, you were damn useless during that whole situation so I don’t wanna hear shit about you blaming me for what happened. Second, it wasn’t me who blew up the cargo. Third, not a cop anymore? What, your buddies find out you were dirty?”[/color] Half of what he said came out in English and the other half in Russian. A seamless transition between languages. His attention was drawn briefly from Boris to the now missing Lion and two men being confronted by his former dance partner.

He barely missed Boris commenting on him meddling with rich people. His blue eyes snapped back to Boris and he let out a laugh. [color=c49c48]“Bold of you to assume I haven’t already paid off my debt.”[/color] He had, in fact, not paid a single cent of his debt, and had spent the last, who knows how long avoiding the Russian Mafia like the plague but he wasn’t going to tell Boris that. [color=c49c48]“Also, I can’t afford to meddle with anyone. I was working as a waiter. I know my charming good looks make anything look like a million bucks on me but this is a waiter's uniform...which is ruined now.”[/color] He motioned to his clothing and the moment he said something about it being ruined the adrenaline started to fade and his back began to sting. He could feel his back wet with his own blood. 

[color=c49c48]“Shit.”[/color] He muttered to himself as he walked over to the wall Boris had motioned to. His back now to the larger man he would see the many cuts down his back from the initial shattering of glass. Some deeper than others. [color=c49c48]“We can argue about this later, too many supers for my liking, let’s get out of here while they are distracted by that.”[/color] He motioned to the two men as he took his staff and hit it lightly against the wall. One would think that the force would not have caused any damage but with the staff being charged still it blew a hole in the wall large enough for them to get out of. He looked back at Boris motioning for him to exit first. [color=c49c48]“After you, age before beauty.”[/color] He winced as he said that the stinging of his back was growing more intense but he needed to focus on getting out of here.