ebonyfeather

primeval100

A man of many talents

Connor frowned at the painting on the wall, thinking that the landscape looked very familiar but he just couldn’t put his finger on where from. Then suddenly it hit him; they’d taken a tranquilised creature back through an anomaly a few months ago. There was no way that the artist could have seen that, unless…

“Did you do this?”

Becker looked embarrassed. “Yes. I know it’s not very good-”

“Are you kidding? It’s great. I didn’t know you could paint.”

Becker shrugged his shoulders.

“It’s just a hobby. It’s relaxing.”

Connor smiled. “You’re a man of many talents, aren’t you?”