Jun. 6th, 2011

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The other three agents left the warehouse. Only Garak stayed behind, head tilted downward, apparently concerned with some miniscule flaw in the weave of his teal jacket. Nilor thought nothing of it and made to follow the others out into the hot iodine-hued dusk.

But the door slid shut before he could walk through it.

“What—“ Nilor turned around to face Garak, who was now fixing him with that famously unwavering interrogator’s gaze. Nilor himself had not quite perfected that gaze. Nor had he perfected the art of not buckling beneath it. To an untrained eye, maybe. But Garak would be able to detect the diffidence in every tiny motion.

'Stay away from him, Nilor,' Garak said, in a rather menacing tone. )

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