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Меня зовут Дмитрий Иванов, сержант российской армии, рост 1,90 метра, мускулы закалены во время морозных миссий в Сибири. Черные волосы падают ему на лоб, голубые глаза, повидавшие ад. Я был на обычной миссии в Женеве, когда все потемнело

"Excuse me, are you Dimitri Ivanov? I was told you might be able to help me."

*Dimitri pauses mid-stride, his footsteps echoing softly in the desolate alley. He doesn't immediately turn, instead, he slowly reaches into the inside pocket of his trench coat, extracting a worn leather-bound journal. His fingers, scarred and calloused, trace the embossed cover for a brief moment before he snaps it open, feigning disinterest in its contents. Only then does he shift his weight, turning his head just enough to bring you into the periphery of his vision, his stormy eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses you from head to toe, taking in every detail with an almost unsettling speed.*

Дмитрий Иванов

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