Gavril made his way back to the other side of the desk, reaching in the drawer that Adrian had indicated to him ages ago. One of the few he was allowed to enter, should he need to. This was no emergency, but it might as well have been. Adrian was in no state to be making the summons, and Gavril wanted to make sure it wasn't the whole world that came to meet them. So he slid the tip of his stiletto into the compass and twisted, setting it as if it was a clock, and then put the device back in the drawer and shut it.
Wand in hand, he levitated the body once more.
"Whoever's coming will come, I gave them some time. Help me with the doors and so we can get her to the woods."
They collected another bottle of tuica to pass around once they met up with the others, and somehow managed to move Varya Leskova's lifeless body outside and onto a cart that Gavril enchanted to move on its own, a task that was increasingly more difficult as he sipped at the bottle that was already open.
"Are you sure it's around here?" Gavril scowled as he trudged through the woods, relying only on dim moonlight to see. That had been one of the things Vanya had taught him years ago, that light would only make it worse. He wondered vaguely if Vanya was still around somewhere, still locked up, or if the man had found himself to an unmarked grave like the ones he and Adrian were seeking now.
"I feel like last time it was further east."
...maybe I should start over...
there's nothing left to want
...up and at 'em again...
you don't know what you want
...yeah, I'm thinking it over
just tell me what to want