Rakitin looked up, his eyes taking a moment to adjust back to ordinary scale. It had been good to be back in the small, locked world he understood. Not to last.
He didn't recognize the face or style of movement. The uniform he did.
The MVD Liadov had warned him about.
"Da," Rakitin said carefully, standing and setting his work aside.
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Date: 2008-08-04 07:08 am (UTC)He didn't recognize the face or style of movement. The uniform he did.
The MVD Liadov had warned him about.
"Da," Rakitin said carefully, standing and setting his work aside.
"How can I help you?"