"Prunes?" Peter repeats as the camera goes off and a picture is captured with the ol' familiar (and, frankly, comforting) click. "You serious? Why prunes?"
He shakes his head.
"I mean, that doesn't exactly get you to smile. You end up having a weird O-face."
He demonstrates with slight exaggeration for effect.
"Not exactly model-perfect."
Laura Kinney
The Facility created me to be a weapon. Killing was all I knew. I didn't know how to say "no." But if I ever did say no, they had a way to make me kill. A chemical trigger.
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Date: 2014-12-14 02:32 am (UTC)He shakes his head.
"I mean, that doesn't exactly get you to smile. You end up having a weird O-face."
He demonstrates with slight exaggeration for effect.
"Not exactly model-perfect."