10-04-2016, 03:53 PM
The idle comment drew her out of her reverie, catching Victoria by surprise. She turned her head, nodding slightly to the woman who had walked up next to her, moving about with her camera. Victoria watched her with, admittedly, a slight degree of envy. She'd never been very good at taking photos. Lighting, angles, all that went over her head, mostly. It was a skill she could admire. Victoria had a healthy respect for some media types. Of course you had scum like the paparazzi, then you had the brave war correspondents she'd met. And, occasionally, escorted out of fire. Crazy people would do anything for a story.
She frowned at herself. That was getting ahead. Who said the woman was anything more than someone with a hobby? It was common these days, even with skilled photographers with good quality equipment. Realising she hadn't actually replied yet, Victoria collected herself.
"It's hard to wrap your head around." She conceded, short clipped words. Was she sounding distant? That was something she needed to work on. Her face kept its neutral look, eyes losing the ice they had held up until she had entered the Square. "That anyone has that power, too? I just arrived in Moscow today, so... it's another thing to knock me about. It's a big city, I'll say that."
Victoria gave a sudden turn, almost like rigid clockwork, holding her hand out. She'd always been taught it was rude not to introduce yourself. Even if it was just a random chat next to a new monument built from magic.
"Colonel Victoria Wolff." Should she have dropped the rank? Probably didn't matter. She'd found that people could usually sniff out military. Especially officers; likely the stiffness.
She frowned at herself. That was getting ahead. Who said the woman was anything more than someone with a hobby? It was common these days, even with skilled photographers with good quality equipment. Realising she hadn't actually replied yet, Victoria collected herself.
"It's hard to wrap your head around." She conceded, short clipped words. Was she sounding distant? That was something she needed to work on. Her face kept its neutral look, eyes losing the ice they had held up until she had entered the Square. "That anyone has that power, too? I just arrived in Moscow today, so... it's another thing to knock me about. It's a big city, I'll say that."
Victoria gave a sudden turn, almost like rigid clockwork, holding her hand out. She'd always been taught it was rude not to introduce yourself. Even if it was just a random chat next to a new monument built from magic.
"Colonel Victoria Wolff." Should she have dropped the rank? Probably didn't matter. She'd found that people could usually sniff out military. Especially officers; likely the stiffness.