Date: 2016-03-30 02:29 am (UTC)
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"Maybe so," she agrees. She's tired in a lot of ways, and where Quentin has eased some of them, others have begun to draw her attention.

She sighs, setting down her teacup. "We only got one thing done," she laments softly.
Edited Date: 2016-03-30 02:29 am (UTC)

Date: 2016-03-30 10:50 pm (UTC)
utselet: (i wanna say)
From: [personal profile] utselet
Now her smile grows, slowly, as she stands.

"I never would have believed that," she admits. "I never would have even imagined."

Date: 2016-03-30 11:38 pm (UTC)
utselet: (it would be)
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"You told me a little about him. You said he was in Antarctica and that his accent was ridiculous." She tries to think of anything else pertinent she remembers from that conversation. "Very intense man," she recalls. "But Russian men tend to be intense."

"When you were talking about him, I thought maybe he was defector," she admits. "You know? Not a lot of Russians outside of the USSR in my time."

Date: 2016-03-31 12:08 am (UTC)
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Case in point: she lifts her brows, surprised, but she doesn't seem all that shocked. "Definitely Soviet," she declares knowingly. "They don't do it that way so much on our side of the KGB, but I've known men like this."

"If it's all the same to you, though," she adds, "I'll take the reward and not the punishment."

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