He made no move to surrender the bottle. Instead, he grabbed his other self with his free hand and forced him to face him.
Staring down at him, he said: "Say it. Look me in the eye and tell me - tell me it's not you. Tell me you don't have this thing and I'm in no danger of catching it either. Damn you - since when does Loki tell untruths?"
He was breathing heavily now. He wished, hoped that the other one would deny it, and that he'd not see a lie in his eyes then. He wanted it to be that way. Otherwise... things would become difficult.
Genetic disposition, the librarian had said. You couldn't get closer, genetially, than being the same person, could you?
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dancing_serpent![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Date: Monday, 11 January 2010 21:33 (UTC)He made no move to surrender the bottle. Instead, he grabbed his other self with his free hand and forced him to face him.
Staring down at him, he said: "Say it. Look me in the eye and tell me - tell me it's not you. Tell me you don't have this thing and I'm in no danger of catching it either. Damn you - since when does Loki tell untruths?"
He was breathing heavily now. He wished, hoped that the other one would deny it, and that he'd not see a lie in his eyes then. He wanted it to be that way. Otherwise... things would become difficult.
Genetic disposition, the librarian had said. You couldn't get closer, genetially, than being the same person, could you?