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no_sin_but) wrote2007-10-25 03:35 pm
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Marlowe stands in the living room, hands in his pockets and studying the ceiling. If he listens, he can hear Aife (or rather, Alisa) and Sascha talking and plotting. Alisa Vladimirevna is too much, really.
Mary Anne?
Mary Anne?
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"You owe Sascha. If she wants to come back? She needs to ask first so we can get her the right shit, she has the worst luck for running into guards."
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"She's my girl, alright. We'll talk to her tonight, let her know just why she needs to let someone know where she's going. And if--once we think she's ready to travel by herself--she want to come back, I'll give you a heads up."
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"Thank you."
"She's a good enough liar, to come back," comes a voice, Sascha's voice, from where the Russian stands in the doorway. Not tall, although taller than Marlowe, with a Slav's blond hair and broadcheekbones and a librarian's wire glasses on his nose.
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"That, I think, she gets from her father. He'll be thrilled when I tell him."
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"Don't be a grouch, Nikita. She is a good liar, with the right prompts."
"Brilliant." Marlowe's tone is sour.
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Beat.
"Nikita."
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"Never said it didn't suit. It's just...unexpected."
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Sascha hides a laugh with a cough.
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"And you're the one I have to thank for helping my daughter."
The smile softens, becomes a touch more serious. "Thank you so very much. I had no idea where she'd gone and...to say I was tearing my hair out is an understatement. I'm in your debt."
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"My pleasure, comrade." He doesn't say 'no problem', or 'no need' - he bribed a guard in public, dismissed him in public, and those things do not go unnoticed. But.
Even KGB, he is what he is.
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"If there comes a time when you need a favor, let me know."
He saved her daughter.
This thing will not go unnoticed.
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"She is in the kitchen, presumably eavesdropping."
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"No 'presumably' about it. You alright, honey?" she asks, pitching her voice to carry.
"Fine, Mom," Aife says, peering around Sascha.
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Marlowe shoots Sascha an amused glance. "You're a fine one to talk."