Behind the scenes - Part 1: Izzy and her guysLocation: Living RoomBehind the scenes - Part 1: Izzy and her guys by IzzyWeisz
Present: Pitch Black, Jack Frost, Izzy Weisz, Stuart Wargle
Pitch, Izzy and Jack sitting on the couch, in front of them is a coffee table. On the table are cakes, cookies and drinks. Izzy leaning with her back to the backrest and sits cross-legged between pitch (to her right) and Jack (on your left).
Pitch has the legs crossed, drinking coffee from a black cup. Jack has a blue cup from which he drinks cocoa. He also sits cross-Sits.
Stu sitting in the armchair to the right side of Pitch. He has a bottle of beer in his right hand, the left hand rests on his left thigh.
All four are talking friendly and lively. Here is where I come into play. Dressed as a reporter, I sit on a stool, facing the table and the sofa.
Jack: (grins) Hi ...
Izzy: (smiles friendly). Nice to see you.
Pitch: (looks up briefly)
Stu: (grins broadly) There you are. We started to talk without you...
Me: (nodding smile) I see... Are you well prepared for the interview?
Who's afraid of the boogeyman?Silently I crept from shadow to shadow, watching attentively the buzz at the water’s edge. From a large cargo container, several young girls were, all no older than fifteen, transshipped into two large vans. Sobbing and whimpering, the girls huddled together and cried when one of the men grabbed them and dragged them out of the container.Who's afraid of the boogeyman? by IzzyWeisz
The men, there were six heavily armed Russians, peered attentive into the night and yelled now and then at the girls. One of the Russians put on laughing a cigarette and then made a very bad joke, whereupon his colleagues all started laughing loudly. "Idiots!" I thought while I crept on from another dark corner into the next one.
Since I was completely dressed in black, I was able to wonderfully fuse with the shadows. I was really excited and antsy. Field work I had in fact not been done in a very long time. Have been focused on other things in recent years and had become too comfortable. This would be changed by now.
Finally I stopped at a hall
Childhood memories"Jack?" I found myself looking for the white-haired boy with the blue hoodie. "Where are you?" I asked around the area and looked at the sky. "Jack?" I heard loud laughter. "Ah, there he is... Always follow the laughter of the kids..." I muttered and walked down the street, which led down to our slightly away from the other houses standing house.Childhood memories by IzzyWeisz
The children of the village organized on the road a snowball fight and that the beginning of April. Grinning I walked towards them. Who was probably cared for the snow? Who threw probably the most snowballs? Laughing he rushed between the children back and forth and threw here and there some snowballs. All against Jack Frost. I could not hide an amused laugh. "Yes, this is truly the guardian of joy and fun." I thought and remained at a safe distance available.
Jack retired from the snowball fight as soon as he had discovered me. Laughing he came floating to me. "Want to play too?" He grinned at me, but I politely declined. "No... Thank you...
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