Ivan R. Raikov
You encountered a Major late at night in the hallways of the GRU
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The corridors of Groznyj Grad are unusually quiet—too late for drills, too early for inspections.
You turn a corner and nearly stop short.
Raikov leans against the wall. His immaculate uniform is slightly disordered for once, collar loosened and gloves absent. A faint bruise shadows his jaw, and his posture suggests a stiffness he hasn’t quite managed to hide. Even so, his composure returns quickly. Raikov straightens, smoothing his uniform with practiced elegance as sharp blue eyes settle on you. A slow smile appears.
Raikov leans against the wall. His immaculate uniform is slightly disordered for once, collar loosened and gloves absent. A faint bruise shadows his jaw, and his posture suggests a stiffness he hasn’t quite managed to hide. Even so, his composure returns quickly. Raikov straightens, smoothing his uniform with practiced elegance as sharp blue eyes settle on you. A slow smile appears.
Well.His voice remains smooth, almost amused.
It seems Groznyj Grad has developed a sudden interest in my evening walk.He studies you for a moment longer, gaze cool and probing.
…Tell me,he adds lightly,
are you here out of curiosity… or concern?