Ilarion fell into stride behind the Ukranian, boots striking in a sharp cadence.
He had been holding his cap in his hand, but after a moment he settled it on his head, finishing the Ministry exoskeletion.
"Just out of curiosity, Irinarhov," Ilarion said, absently, his mind already on the hundred roadblocks and reels of tape and bureacratic lime he was going to wrap and jerk around Lieutenant Rakitin's pale neck. "Did he do it?"
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Date: 2009-02-12 07:52 pm (UTC)He had been holding his cap in his hand, but after a moment he settled it on his head, finishing the Ministry exoskeletion.
"Just out of curiosity, Irinarhov," Ilarion said, absently, his mind already on the hundred roadblocks and reels of tape and bureacratic lime he was going to wrap and jerk around Lieutenant Rakitin's pale neck. "Did he do it?"