Without much thought, Cave dove at the bin, knocking it over. Pictures in the era weren't the simplest things to duplicate. It was possible that they were the only existing copies; the only existing documented images that they...worked...together. They were precious.
With nothing to dry the photos with, Cave grabbed any printer paper lying around and tried desperately to mat away the liquid.
"What are you doing just sitting there? Help, damn it! Get some napkins or something!"
He lay the photos down on his desk with a delicacy none would expect from him, finishing by setting down the album open on a shelf.
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Date: 2012-09-23 09:27 pm (UTC)With nothing to dry the photos with, Cave grabbed any printer paper lying around and tried desperately to mat away the liquid.
"What are you doing just sitting there? Help, damn it! Get some napkins or something!"
He lay the photos down on his desk with a delicacy none would expect from him, finishing by setting down the album open on a shelf.