Date: 2007-10-11 07:16 am (UTC)
Liadov pulled his cap down and struck his boot into the dirt.

He looked up at Rakitin.

"Hey, Polya. Walk back to quarters with us. I'd feel better seeing you home myself."

He paused.

"There are some bad elements about. And, in case you hadn't looked in a mirror lately...you're blond too."
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