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[patterns_bloom]

Alana Bloom takes a long time to screw up her courage. She tells herself that she's only leaving a note--just an inquiry, really--and eventually gathers her wits and figures out what she wants to say.


To whom it may concern,

My name is Alana Bloom, and I have frequently suffered harassment at the hands of one Dr. Hannibal Lecter. He is from my world and often tortures me about events from there that occur in his timeline--specifically my future. Does this count as outside business?

I appreciate any advice you care to impart on this matter. Thank you for your kind attention and quick response.

Dr. Alana Bloom

After she drops the note off at the bar, Alana takes a seat there. Bar offers her a latte, and she sips at it gratefully while waiting for someone from Security to respond, her knee jiggling.

[OOC: Open to all, and open forever.]

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[onceaviking]

He looks down.
"I've hurt Sookie before. I don't want to do that again. But then I have friends here who says they liked the old me."
Liked him better.

[patterns_bloom]

"You can change," Alana says, not without sympathy. "You don't have to hurt anyone anymore."

[onceaviking]

"I'm not sure. Maybe it's different for vampires."

He sighs.

[patterns_bloom]

"If that were the case," Alana says, slowly, "then you would have been pretty much the same regardless of whether you'd lost your memories or not. Right?"

[onceaviking]

He looks up at her, hopefully.
"Maybe?"

[patterns_bloom]

"If your desire to hurt people were an instinct that all vampires share, you wouldn't be able to resist it, even in this state," Alana says, feeling the explanation is superfluous. "But it's not an instinct. It was a function of who you were, not who you are now."

[onceaviking]

"Well, I do want to hurt people. Like a little bit?" he says, painfully honest.
"But I try to not think about it too much."

[patterns_bloom]

Alana isn't sure what to say to that. "You do, but you haven't, right?"

[onceaviking]

He shakes his head.
"No. I mean - not really?"

He worries his bottom lip with his teeth.

[patterns_bloom]

"Eric," Alana says, with a firm but gentle tone. "You either have or you haven't. Which is it?"

[onceaviking]

"Like - bite hurt or more, like, emotionally hurt?"

Hedging.

[patterns_bloom]

"Both," Alana says, sighing. "Were the hurts intentional?"

[onceaviking]

He shakes his head.
"No. I mean, I really try not to get carried away when I'm - you know. "

Biting people.

[patterns_bloom]

"And what about the emotional pain you mentioned?" Alana says, furrowing her brow. "I can't imagine that was intentional. Did you at least apologize?"

[onceaviking]

"I tried to," Eric says, quietly.
"But I'm not sure it helped."

[patterns_bloom]

"Maybe you apologized incorrectly," Alana says, sympathetic. "What did you say?"

[onceaviking]

"That I was sorry?"

An awkward pause.

"It's because - I don't really think that I should - get intimate? With other people."

[patterns_bloom]

"Setting up boundaries is almost always painful for other people if they don't understand where you're coming from," Alana says, shaking her head. "But I can see why that would have upset someone."

[onceaviking]

"And I didn't want to. So now I feel bad about it."

He looks at her. "Sometimes," he says,"I can smell people's tears. Even when they're not crying."

[patterns_bloom]

"I see," Alana says, noncommittal. She crosses her arms over her chest. "Well, if you've apologized, you've done all you can do. Stick to your guns."

[onceaviking]

He nods.

"I'll try."

And then he smiles at her. "And thank you. For listening."

[patterns_bloom]

"You're welcome, Eric," Alana says, bowing her head. "Good luck."

[OOC: Fade here? Thanks for the thread!]

[onceaviking]

{ooc: let's. Now that he has learned that he is not supposed to kiss people as a thank you ;) And thank yiu }