Ippolit was amused at the Ocelot major's response, and more so that he had bothered to notice at all. His was the kind who would develop a keen interest in doing something as soon as you let it be known that you didn't want them to. Not out of any malice, but only from a natural penchant to be contrary. A law of physics, like the attraction of cats to anyone who broke out in hives at the sight of them. If the major wanted to use the knowledge against him, he would, and there was nothing Ippolit could do about it.
If everything was a joke, then nothing mattered, and that was safest of all.
Liadov, for his part, paid no visible attention.
Rakitin was aware that, in the operativnik dialect, "(significant pause)" usually translated as "(please insert sordid details here, to the best of your imagination)," but he wasn't very good at it. He was more curious about what made Liadov so certain that it wouldn't be necessary.
"You seem confident. Find anything out?"
They'd only just arrived, and Ippolit had decided to defer snooping around on his own until after the initial phase of investigation, but Liadov had already made it clear that his personal methods were no business of Rakitin's.
Ippolit linked his arms behind his back and settled on his heels.
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Date: 2007-03-27 11:53 pm (UTC)If everything was a joke, then nothing mattered, and that was safest of all.
Liadov, for his part, paid no visible attention.
Rakitin was aware that, in the operativnik dialect, "(significant pause)" usually translated as "(please insert sordid details here, to the best of your imagination)," but he wasn't very good at it. He was more curious about what made Liadov so certain that it wouldn't be necessary.
"You seem confident. Find anything out?"
They'd only just arrived, and Ippolit had decided to defer snooping around on his own until after the initial phase of investigation, but Liadov had already made it clear that his personal methods were no business of Rakitin's.
Ippolit linked his arms behind his back and settled on his heels.
"Who's first?"