Mhm..there Is Almost A Look Of Betrayal In His Eyes, Wouldn't You Agree? A Look Of Pure Pain And Anguish,

“Mhm..there is almost a look of betrayal in his eyes, wouldn't you agree? A look of pure pain and anguish, showing how aware he is of what fate awaits him..though, I suppose it isn't surprising this painting awakens this certain level of pity and sympathy considering it is based out of Paradise Lost.”

Oscar was at a museum, he needed something to ease his mind and looking through art seemed like the closest thing to comfort he could find. That was until he noticed a certain painting.

The fallen angel by Cabanel.

He looked at it almost mesmerized, lost in thought as he looked at the careful brush strokes and colors.

Fyodor approached the painting, his hands behind his back.

"Quite interesting, hm? Almost poetic.."

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“...I promise that your...request will be honored. Worry not.” He glanced at Katya, humming softly. “....How old is she? And for how long has she been learning English?”

“Ah, you must be Oscar.. the one whom Fedya has been talking about.. it’s nice to meet the person my brother seems so.. interested in.”

-@28-reasons-to-run

(going with the meeting idea because idk how else they would meet)

“And you must be Vera. It is a pleasure to finally be your acquaintance.”

“It depends on what you may ask. I am sure I can talk Dame Christie into agreeing to your terms, as long as they are...reasonable, of course.”

“Ah, you must be Oscar.. the one whom Fedya has been talking about.. it’s nice to meet the person my brother seems so.. interested in.”

-@28-reasons-to-run

(going with the meeting idea because idk how else they would meet)

“And you must be Vera. It is a pleasure to finally be your acquaintance.”

“I am quite free right now, tea sounds most wonderful.”

Oscar was at a museum, he needed something to ease his mind and looking through art seemed like the closest thing to comfort he could find. That was until he noticed a certain painting.

The fallen angel by Cabanel.

He looked at it almost mesmerized, lost in thought as he looked at the careful brush strokes and colors.

Fyodor approached the painting, his hands behind his back.

"Quite interesting, hm? Almost poetic.."

Oscar allowed Fyodor to enter first; holding the door open for him before slipping inside.

Oscar was at a museum, he needed something to ease his mind and looking through art seemed like the closest thing to comfort he could find. That was until he noticed a certain painting.

The fallen angel by Cabanel.

He looked at it almost mesmerized, lost in thought as he looked at the careful brush strokes and colors.

Fyodor approached the painting, his hands behind his back.

"Quite interesting, hm? Almost poetic.."