[ 008 ]

[defies_reason]

[ VIDEO ]

So, [Isaak says, his tone neutral,] what are the chances of this mess sticking around past midnight?

[He's got a big pile of assorted photographs in hand, snapshots of any number of people, gathered without much rhyme or reason.

Actually, he's not paying much attention to them.

He takes another photo off the table, and moves it in front of the camera, half-covered so only the other man is visible, smiling.]

I'm looking for photographs of this man.

[And that's all he has to say.]

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Action!

[defies_reason]

[Isaak tilts his head a bit, considering the image.]

No, you don't seem it,

[he agrees. There's something far too serious in the boy's demeanor; or perhaps he's only reading what he knows into the image. Perhaps it doesn't make much of a difference.]

What are you going to do with the photograph?

[There, he's curious.]

Re: Action!

[rianofski]

[He wasn't a happy child, but then, he's overly serious as an adult, too.]

I intend to keep it, I suppose, assuming it doesn't simply disappear when the curse ends.

Re: Action!

[defies_reason]

I rather hope they won't.

[He'll have one picture either way-- the other photograph, the one safely tucked away at home, he traded for-- but in this single instance at least Isaak is sentimental. For Viktor, if for no one else. He hasn't even bothered looking for any other pictures of himself, though he's had a few brought to his attention.]

Re: Action!

[rianofski]

No, I suppose you wouldn't. You have good reason to keep the picture -- sentimental reason.