Dr. Hannibal Lecter (
cook_the_rude) wrote in
milliways_bar2014-06-08 12:19 pm
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This morning, Dr. Hannibal Lecter is sitting on a fallen tree by the Caribbean inlet, drinking iced tea from a large glass and looking out onto the ocean part of the lake.
There are ice cubes in the glass, and from time to time, he presses it to his face where somebody seems to have hit him.
There is a piece of paper sticking out of his pocket.
He's far from his usual dapper self.
There are ice cubes in the glass, and from time to time, he presses it to his face where somebody seems to have hit him.
There is a piece of paper sticking out of his pocket.
He's far from his usual dapper self.

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"Good Morning, Dr Lecter." the she see's his eye and the smile faulters, "What happened there?"
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Taking a seat. "Aside from the obvious," gesturing at the eye, "How are doing?"
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"Do you swim?" she almost takes it for granted that he will but asks to be polite.
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"That seems like lifetimes ago."
"Don't tell me you're a boyscout."
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"What rules don't you follow?"
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"Do you have supernaturals such as vampires in your world, or should I say are you aware of supernaturals in your world" she isn't certain if Hannibal himself is a supernatural but there isn't really a polite way to ask directly, if he is and he wants to tell her great, otherwise it doesn't much matter to her either way.
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