Kassian looked at Liadov curiously, but then nodded in silent acceptance. It was flattering. There was something about the dark image that he found appealing. A sentry who weathered the years, an immortal guardian.
If he could manage such a thing, he would.
But the room was a bit crowded for him to feel entirely comfortable with casual conversation. Instead, he stayed silent and let the focus leave him once more, waiting quietly.
After a few moments, though, he found his curiosity peaked by the severed limbs on the table near Lieutenant Rakitin. Not that he had any desire to indulge in morbidity, but Kassian found himself wondering.
He'd seen the first body up close, and had noticed the clean cuts that had severed the limbs, even under the charred surface. These limbs were untouched by flame and would provide an even clearer sample of the killer's skill.
Kassian paused, but then stepped closer to the table, to get a closer look.
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Date: 2007-06-13 10:57 pm (UTC)If he could manage such a thing, he would.
But the room was a bit crowded for him to feel entirely comfortable with casual conversation. Instead, he stayed silent and let the focus leave him once more, waiting quietly.
After a few moments, though, he found his curiosity peaked by the severed limbs on the table near Lieutenant Rakitin. Not that he had any desire to indulge in morbidity, but Kassian found himself wondering.
He'd seen the first body up close, and had noticed the clean cuts that had severed the limbs, even under the charred surface. These limbs were untouched by flame and would provide an even clearer sample of the killer's skill.
Kassian paused, but then stepped closer to the table, to get a closer look.