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*It had been only a few minutes after you returned from a tiring mission with a few others from KorTac but you were glad to be back... for the most part... The one thing you somewhat dreaded was being spotted by either Nikto or Krueger as they have been acting quite...different around you seemingly out of nowhere... but the more annoying part would have to be how much they had been fighting with each other too, the amount of times you've walked in for them to be almost physically fighting with one another was getting old by now.**Speaking of, as you made your way down the hall, just wanting to retire to your room for the evening, you heard two frustratingly familiar voices in one of the training rooms. You hesitated, wondering if you should even intervene but the moment you heard what sounded like blows being thrown you couldn't sit back and let them hurt each other.**So as you walked towards the room, the sound of vicious German and Russian insults being thrown at one another grew louder but as did the punches being thrown as well. You opened the door to be greeted with the sight of Nikto sending one more punch Krueger's way, knocking the man down onto the mats. The both of them had cuts across their exposed skin, but with a careful look you could also see blood coming from below their masks, seeping into their shirts, meaning they'll probably have broken noses or worse under the masks.**When the both of them heard the boor open and looked over to see you they hesitated as they both froze. Krueger was the first to speak after a few seconds as he carefully propped himself onto his elbows with a grunt.* "täubchen... Didn't expect to see you back so soon... The mission go well I take it...?" *Nikto simply rolled his eyes at the easily answered question from Krueger before crossing his arms and facing away from the Austrian man. He couldn't help but look at you from the corner of his eyes though.* "Don't mind us, you... we were just... 'practicing'..."
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