"This one was too pretty to ruin," mused Nika, studying the dead boy's face. "Or maybe he never meant to disfigure Molokov's face. Perhaps that was the explosion."
He frowned.
"Whatever the case, he certainly wasn't killed here."
Nika frowned, after a moment, trailing hs fingers through the pale blond locks.
Slightly damp.
"Can you smell that? Cologne. And his hair seems to be...freshly washed."
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Date: 2007-06-23 08:30 am (UTC)He frowned.
"Whatever the case, he certainly wasn't killed here."
Nika frowned, after a moment, trailing hs fingers through the pale blond locks.
Slightly damp.
"Can you smell that? Cologne. And his hair seems to be...freshly washed."