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Post by Lachryma on Jun 20, 2007 1:49:55 GMT -5
Lachryma gives a sharp glance up at the roof. Very carefully, with no quick movements, she steps away from the cinema to get a better look at the armed man.
With a quiet yet expansive voice framed by a clipped Russian accent, she says, "Me? Looking? For shelter, yes." She waves languidly at the cinema doors with another backward glance at the empty street.
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