"Actually, yes," Rakitin said to Liadov, whose ill mood at breakfast seemed to have been replaced with general bemusement. He smiled ruefully. "It was my little sister's, but I ended up liking it more than she did."
Kira had proclaimed it a lot of useless nonsense and rolled her eyes at him, the way one did when indulging a child.
His eyes wandered to where Krauss was having apparent difficulties with the hangar's citizens.
"I never did figure out why a raven is like a writing desk."
Apparently the long-haired man was familiar with it as well. He had an interesting tongue, unusually long, like a snake's. Rakitin wondered if he smelled with it.
Or not.
"Er, thank you?" said Ippolit, who had been unaware that he smelled like anything at all.
He approached the large insect that perched on the table and was watching him expectantly.
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Date: 2007-07-26 03:42 am (UTC)Kira had proclaimed it a lot of useless nonsense and rolled her eyes at him, the way one did when indulging a child.
His eyes wandered to where Krauss was having apparent difficulties with the hangar's citizens.
"I never did figure out why a raven is like a writing desk."
Apparently the long-haired man was familiar with it as well. He had an interesting tongue, unusually long, like a snake's. Rakitin wondered if he smelled with it.
Or not.
"Er, thank you?" said Ippolit, who had been unaware that he smelled like anything at all.
He approached the large insect that perched on the table and was watching him expectantly.
"What did you see, Viktor?" Rakitin asked.