<div align="center"><strong>Semyon 'Semi' Prudius: Hero of Glorious Mother Russia, Honourable Recipient of Order of Suvorov for Exceptional Leadership Under Fire and Selfless Heroism and Bravery, One Who Has Saved Many Children From Burning Buildings</strong></div><br/>Semyon pursed his lips and seriously considered Rafael's question with the seriousness and gravity it was. "I can be telling you this thing," Semyon said at length, "but afterwards I be killing you and framing you for crimes so KGB does not come and shoot me in back of head. Three times bang." He pantomimed shooting a pistol with his hand, index finger being the barrel and thumb being the hammer. He spoke with a certain gravity that made it uncertain whether he truly believed that the KGB still existed, or whether he was simply joking around with Rafael. Previous conversations supported the former unilaterally, and Semyon swore up and down that anyone who tried to say that the KGB was truly gone was a gypsy. What one was supposed to derive from such a pronouncement was uncertain, and asking generally earned one a stern look with narrowed eyes, but no information.<br/><br/>The large Russian gave Siouxsie a wave as she entered and dropped off water. He smiled and was a perfect gentleman about the entire affair. Semyon was perhaps singular amongst the male staff of Black Hearts in that he never looked the woman anywhere other than the eye. While Semyon might joke that because he was so tall it made looking down further at her breasts too much effort and checking out her bottom simply out of the question, he was more than willing to play along with suggestions that he was of homosexual inclination, and that he was more than willing to make whomever suggested it his American<em>сука</em>. That generally quieted things.<br/><br/>He dutifully stayed seated as Nichole entered. The Russian was stoic as she hugged him, and he laughed when she was done. "Hello." The big man said softly. He looked Nichole in the eye as she spoke, but he made no special effort to retain any attention as she greeted and spoke to Rafael. Semyon watched for a moment as Rafael left, but said nothing and eventually his attention to the dossiers on the table. He left it where it was, seeing as it was undoubtedly linked to the briefing.<br/><br/>"Hmmm." Semyon intoned solemnly as Nichole declared that tomorrow was laundry day. "Very important day. Being careful. Chechen never work, hang out at laundromat. Give girl like you hard time because Chechen having no respect for woman." The Russian looked as though he might spit, but held himself back.