[Accidental Video]

[whatwas]

[The PCD is set on a bedside table, so nothing is really the center of focus. The part of the window in view is carefully boarded up, and the bed is large and clean. And occupied.

Horst wakes the moment the sun is gone, just a twitch of the fingers at first and then a groggy mumble. He rolls onto his side, instinctively moving towards warmth. Yuca is next to him, though very much awake; the PCD can't see much of him at first, though.

Horst's arm snakes around Yuca's waist and pulls him closer.]

Hey. Fancy meeting you here.

...House is quiet. What'd you do with the kids?

[He sees the blinking light, makes a face, and turns the PCD off]

Comments

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

Back off.

[law-of-reason.livejournal.com]

Why?

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

Because I would have thought you, of all people, would prize a little family loyalty.

[law-of-reason.livejournal.com]

You, and your offspring are not family.

[ahandsomedevil.livejournal.com]

The kids have a lot of genetics that would beg to differ.

[law-of-reason.livejournal.com]

Don't remind me.