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herr_bookman) wrote2013-10-22 02:49 am
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Hannibal Thread Summary, Part II
[Dossier | Part I | Part II | Part III | Part IV]
Tamara was the topic of conversation today. Apparently Dr. Lecter saw me speaking to her ("glowering and lovely") at the ice party--which means he has seen my carpet. Has he seen my sylladex? Likely. I've kept to my room to eat since his declaration in July, so I know he hasn't seen it since then--but he can smell me. Ugh. He also told me I'm not likely to make him laugh. What?
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I knew he could smell me, but not like this! Apparently he can smell magic! The base is spice and lightening and my carpet is a hint of vanilla. I was on my way to the infirmary when Dr. Lecter insisted on my having a drink--I declined--while he tended bar. I told him that I was uncivilized and should leave, and he said compared me to both a snarling kitten and a bookish owl.
Then I told him an intentionally bad joke, to see what would happen. That was, quite possibly, a terrible idea, but strangely enough we transitioned to speaking about Javert and unwanted help.
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Rae was injured dramatically! Dr. Lecter is, unsurprisingly, inhumanly competent. We had a rather quiet conversation wherein I thanked him for treating her--improperly, of course.
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Oh, Shiva wept - Hannibal has been affected by the age spell, and is roughly my age!
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He is aware, now, of who I am, but not our relationship when he is an adult--which he seems obsessed with. He thinks that we're lovers! And he kissed me! That bastard!
Also, he vivisected the bunny he captured. The one whose back he didn't break with his feet, though he cut that one up, too. Shiva wept.
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Dr. Lecter, now older, followed me out where I was burning Rae's canon. He noted that the library might have records, so that he could find out which books were burned anyway. Augh!
Also, he called me cute and paranoid, questioning my sanity again.
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Dr. Lecter chased me while I was wearing a a blue dress for Halloween, trying to force me to sit.
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Dr. Lecter has been afflicted with Joshua's juggling balls! He knocked himself out with a glass of Atlantean, wow.
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Dr. Lecter looks almost human with a hangover. We spoke of his being High Priest to the Cult of Help, and he called me cute again, several times. He also called me his apprentice--ugh!
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Apparently Dr. Lecter found me while I was drunk due to Joshua's juggling balls. I don't remember any of it.
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Dr. Lecter tormented me at Urquhart's wake, while I was weeding the asparagus. Has the man no shame? No, of course he doesn't.
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I approached Dr. Lecter while he was attending bar. He called me paranoid and started asking if I had a doctor I could trust.
He also offered me the richest water I've ever seen in my life. What the heck.
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Apparently the bastard convinced Rae that I was paranoid! Augh! I flew with her on the carpet and tried to argue my points but she didn't want to listen. I'm worried; I don't know what to do anymore.
I'm terrified that she won't want to
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While Rae and I were taking care of a toddler, Dr. Lecter sat himself down and started trying to compliment us. Ugh. He then started talking about helping Terry (the kid) with his problems when he grew up, and finally Rae figured there was something wrong. I hope this is permanent.
---
He got me Christmas presents? What? What?
I will never understand him.
Tamara was the topic of conversation today. Apparently Dr. Lecter saw me speaking to her ("glowering and lovely") at the ice party--which means he has seen my carpet. Has he seen my sylladex? Likely. I've kept to my room to eat since his declaration in July, so I know he hasn't seen it since then--but he can smell me. Ugh. He also told me I'm not likely to make him laugh. What?
---
I knew he could smell me, but not like this! Apparently he can smell magic! The base is spice and lightening and my carpet is a hint of vanilla. I was on my way to the infirmary when Dr. Lecter insisted on my having a drink--I declined--while he tended bar. I told him that I was uncivilized and should leave, and he said compared me to both a snarling kitten and a bookish owl.
Then I told him an intentionally bad joke, to see what would happen. That was, quite possibly, a terrible idea, but strangely enough we transitioned to speaking about Javert and unwanted help.
---
Rae was injured dramatically! Dr. Lecter is, unsurprisingly, inhumanly competent. We had a rather quiet conversation wherein I thanked him for treating her--improperly, of course.
---
Oh, Shiva wept - Hannibal has been affected by the age spell, and is roughly my age!
---
He is aware, now, of who I am, but not our relationship when he is an adult--which he seems obsessed with. He thinks that we're lovers! And he kissed me! That bastard!
Also, he vivisected the bunny he captured. The one whose back he didn't break with his feet, though he cut that one up, too. Shiva wept.
---
Dr. Lecter, now older, followed me out where I was burning Rae's canon. He noted that the library might have records, so that he could find out which books were burned anyway. Augh!
Also, he called me cute and paranoid, questioning my sanity again.
---
Dr. Lecter chased me while I was wearing a a blue dress for Halloween, trying to force me to sit.
---
Dr. Lecter has been afflicted with Joshua's juggling balls! He knocked himself out with a glass of Atlantean, wow.
---
Dr. Lecter looks almost human with a hangover. We spoke of his being High Priest to the Cult of Help, and he called me cute again, several times. He also called me his apprentice--ugh!
---
Apparently Dr. Lecter found me while I was drunk due to Joshua's juggling balls. I don't remember any of it.
---
Dr. Lecter tormented me at Urquhart's wake, while I was weeding the asparagus. Has the man no shame? No, of course he doesn't.
---
I approached Dr. Lecter while he was attending bar. He called me paranoid and started asking if I had a doctor I could trust.
He also offered me the richest water I've ever seen in my life. What the heck.
---
Apparently the bastard convinced Rae that I was paranoid! Augh! I flew with her on the carpet and tried to argue my points but she didn't want to listen. I'm worried; I don't know what to do anymore.
---
While Rae and I were taking care of a toddler, Dr. Lecter sat himself down and started trying to compliment us. Ugh. He then started talking about helping Terry (the kid) with his problems when he grew up, and finally Rae figured there was something wrong. I hope this is permanent.
---
He got me Christmas presents? What? What?
I will never understand him.