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[In the infirmary: Guppy and Bruce rescue Lecter, though neither of them is quite sure why.

Later he is available for visitors. Vyvyan babysits him for a few minutes, and treats him to his own personal cell-block tango.

ooc: Standard Lecter warnings for risk of blood, violence, and psychological manipulation, plus medical details]

patterns_bloom

[OOM: "Hannibal!"]

( Cut for Spoilers for Hannibal S2E13 - Mizumono )

[OOC: Heavy warnings for blood, violence, and psychological manipulation. The post is open, but if people could ping when they tag, I'd appreciate it!]

guppy_sandhu

[ooc: Guppy has an enlightening conversation with Bruce about Dr Lecter. Warnings in link for mental health triggers and graphic imagery]

There are things that need to be done.

After receiving some rather disturbing news, Guppy leaves a note at the bar. The note looks like it has been scrawled in a panicked rush, the handwriting and grammar getting steadily worse towards the end.

( Michaelangelo, Simon Tam, Teja )

He knows he needs to stick around - people are going to need to ask questions - but he doesn't know if he can face it. He gets a tea, which Bar gives him with a lid, so his hands don't shake and spill it everywhere, and starts to head toward the stairs.

[ooc: Can be caught before he goes upstairs if anyone wants - and I'm back in the room until midnight :)]

guppy_sandhu

He can't sit and watch the door for Javert all the time, but Guppy has been keeping an eye on things. The tarpaulin is still there, which means, presumably, that the Frenchman is not.

His report has come to a dead end, and with resignation, has been put on the pile of 'to review later', along with the corpses of two hundred copies of the medical magazine he gets through the post and never has time to read.

At this exact moment, at something of a loss as to how next to proceed, Bar has provided him with some sort of electronic game, in which one flings a virtual demonic bunny at a target, while flaming various objects in the game.

Botherable.

[All new threads to millitime before Bruce, please
Warnings for mental health/some graphic imagery in the Bruce thread]

spit_it_out

Bruce has been thinking about leaving for some time now. He should have gone a long time ago, especially since he heard there were probably undercover agents here. One, anyway. But he has no proof she's SHIELD, and what would she do to him anyway?

He's not going to leave today. But he has come to sit in the bar for the first time in months, because any day he actually feels like talking to people should really be embraced. Maybe he'll see if there's anything he can do in the infirmary later; for now, he sits with a large chicken salad and some water.

He may not be attracting attention, but he's not adverse to company.

cute_bruiser

At the front door, something goes CRUNCH.

Specifically, it's most of the hand of a Sentinel, as broad in the palm as the woman who struggles through the door with it is tall; it goes crunch again as she slams it back against the wall until it breaks off, and the door slams shut before any more of the robot can follow.

Still, she rips off the fingers one-by-one and smashes them, just in case; Sentinels have form for reactivating at all the least convenient moments.

"Bar, are all the over-dramatic entrances actually, like, necessary?" Molly demands of no-one in particular, her eyes still alight with pink as she drags as much of the wreckage as she can hold towards the bar.

"Not that I actually mind, but sooner or later someone's gonna have conniptions."

[OOC: Open til forever!]

cute_bruiser

Sometime after this conversation*, Molly leaves a brief note at the bar:

Bruce,

Can we talk? Might be nothing, might be an issue. Nothing immediately dangerous, though.

Happy Christmas, dork!

Xx Moll

*Thread still in progress Thread complete!

spit_it_out

Bruce comes in when it's too dark to work anymore. He's dirty, and sweating, and smells of sawdust and earth. He should get cleaned up, except he's starving - and really, people have seen him in a worst state, here.

On the upside, the grounds are starting to look more like they should. And there's a pile of firewood on the edge of the forest that should last the next five winters. It keeps him occupied, and away from people, and if he has to get used to a few blisters on his hands, then so be it. Though when he's done, he'll be happy never to see a saw, or axe, in his life again.

Bar provides food. He even accepts a beer. He still heads to a booth out of the way of most people, but he doesn't hide his face too much as he goes. Possibly this means it's a good day.

realmrsreynolds

Old lady by the fireplace, about ready to doze off.

If you're close enough, she'll probably wake up - but she'll have to pull out her iPod earbuds first.

spit_it_out

By myself I can do nothing; I judge only as I hear,
and my judgment is just, for I seek not to please myself
but him who sent me.

[OOC: References to suicide attempts.]

spit_it_out

Therapy

spit_it_out

Released.

The first thing Bruce does is go and get clean. Then find some clothes that make him feel - OK, not exactly like a human being, but closer than he was.

He's in no hurry to face the bar itself. The grounds, though, he doesn't try to resist. Apart from needing space around him, he thinks it might help to see the damage. He doesn't often get the chance to return to the scene.

He starts at the garden, heads to the lake, walks the cleared path through the middle of the forest. Flashes of the fight burst through; no continuity, nothing that makes sense as a whole. He's left wandering around with his hands in his pockets, and then, eventually, staring out over the lake.

He'll be back inside later, hidden in the darkest corner he can possibly find.

[OOC: ~~Catch him anywhere, outside or in. This is open until the weekend. <333~~ Guys, you are officially the best! But I must call slowtime for sleep. I'll pick everything up first thing. The doc and I thank you for you interest. <3333]

spit_it_out

OOM:

Cells II

spit_it_out

The morning after this:

Cells

spit_it_out

I am drowning, not waving
Here in the darkness

I'll find my peace.

There had been room to run.

There is no longer room to run.

...not good. He does not like this.

Out in the forest, something roars. It is loud enough to echo through to the bar; a deep, bestial noise of pure fury.

Trees begin to fly into the air. A rock soars above, and crashes onto the lake shore.

And then, a thudding beat of huge footsteps, gaining speed, accompanied by the crash of something heavy sprinting through undergrowth, and trees being smashed into pieces. The howl does not stop.

The Hulk bursts out of the forest. A pause.

(LIGHTS. PEOPLE.)

He smacks the ground with both fists, causing it to shake.

And then leaps for the bar.

[OOC: Here we go, then. Post locked to Thor, and Molly Hayes. Reaction tags welcome, but please do not get involved in the actual fight. See the backroom post for details. :)
Also, potential trigger warning for suicide in the OOMs. (Wtf timing, pups?) Nothing at all graphic.]

spit_it_out

OOM:

Kiev

spit_it_out

OOM:

Cairo

the_man

[OOM:

A SHIELD bulletin on a sighting of Bruce Banner, with all relevant info blacked out.

]

spit_it_out

OOM:

Haiti

spit_it_out

OOM:

Illusions of Security

spit_it_out

Bruce had been feeling better about things until a couple of days ago. Then it started to slide. He's pretty sure he can pull it back, especially if he avoids being downstairs for a while. So he only meant to come down to grab some take-out.

But there's a door.

He stares at it for exactly two seconds, while his brain erupts in relief, and then organises what has to be done. It takes three seconds to get to the bar, and four to scribble a quick note to Guppy, saying he'll catch up in the infirmary if he ever comes back. One second to think about writing one for Molly, and then turning away from the idea.

He hadn't realised just how much he wanted to change his scenery. Exactly fifteen seconds after seeing the door, he's gone.

cute_bruiser

There is a small girl in a purple bunny hat, sitting on the bar blowing bubbles. Of course, she got the bubble-mix from Bar, so the bubbles are ENORMOUS, multi-coloured, and faintly glowing.

Oh, and they keep changing shape as well: hearts, stars, clouds, ringed planets, fish... a boot... dolphins, and, okay, occasionally some normal bubble shapes as well.

But only occasionally.

Well, at least it makes her stand out while she's on her Security shift.

[OOC: Placeholder post; open until forever!]

guppy_sandhu

"Well can you please find his prosthetic leg so that this poor gentleman can engage with physio?" Guppy is asking, as he comes through the door. "They're not cheap, you know."

He closes the door and shakes his head. How can you lose a prosthetic leg, of all things? And the junior doctor looked terrified, as if it was her fault. Something to check on later, he reckons.

He sits down in his usual spot and puts up his clinic sign.

Free Walk-in Clinic
The doctor is in

spit_it_out

OOM:

Patient: Javert (Inspector)
Diagnosis: Stubborn

never_shall_yield

Pre-bar: Javert's Suicide.

If you're sitting near the door, you might want to lift your feet. It opens, and brings the Seine with it. A splash of it at least, water and the smell of sewers. Behind that, if your nose is sharp, you might catch a whiff of gunpowder in the air. And, maybe, blood. The streets of Paris were running with it last night.

There's a body, too. It washes in with the water, and remains when the door sucks the worst of the flood back. It doesn't move.

( Cut to be on the safe side. But nothing graphic. Trigger warning for attempted suicide. )

[OOC: OK, so...

1. Locked to Guppy, though reactions are welcome if your pup is nearby. 2. TRIGGER WARNING FOR SUICIDE ATTEMPT in the OOM (non-specific inner turmoil, no indication of bodily damage, or thought to consequences, physical or otherwise, of what he's doing). 3. The aftermath under the cut is not very graphic (no blood, no guts, no flailing and choking), but I thought I'd err on the side of caution. 4. Medical emergency (obviously) and the attempt to fix it will follow in the thread, so steer clear if that squicks/unnerves you. 5. Er...welcome to Milliways, Inspector Javert? :D? (You are going to hate it, dude.)]