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[happinessboys]

[The camera's turned on, but there's no much happening yet. Just a shot of the sky over the deck. Beatty sighs a bit off screen and then there's a soft sound, like a thud. Faint trickling of liquid and then the flick of a lighter. The camera still hasn't moved. It's not until the unmistakable sound of fire really starts to get going that his hand

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[cannibalmind]

[He did not have any accelerants; he had not been trusted yet with terps from the art room, or he would have brought up a jar of it. He had no doubt that someone would try to stop him, and so he slipped up the stairs and went around via the back of the gardens to get a chance to slip up on Beatty from behind. His intent, poetic in its simplicity, was to fling the man upon the fire he had kindled and hold his face in it until his crime was permanently branded on his flesh. Normally he would have spent the time planning something...subtler, as he was planning for Crane, but...this would have to do.]

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[cannibalmind]

[Hannibal rounded on him with a snarl.] You stand here protecting him and letting him do this? You do nothing to stop him??! You are worse than he is!

[Taking hold of the cane, he yanked it toward him under his arm, pulling Nygma off balance. His intent was to follow up with a hard blow under the chin.]

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[cannibalmind]

[He stopped at that, face set in a snarl, one fist raised, eyes narrowing.]

You've only postponed the inevitable. This bibliocide must be punished. [He pivoted and shoved Nygma in Beatty's direction.]

Stop him then, or I shall.

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[cannibalmind]

You stood and watched while he lit them up. Didn't you?

[Hannibal's voice was full of poison.]

You couldn't be bothered to stop him, just as you likely won't be bothered to discipline him. Instead you defend him from well deserved punishment. Well.

Aren't you a pair. The alternate-world brownshirt and his failure of a keeper.

[He moved away, eyes fixed on Nygma's with a snakelike intensity.]

Be seeing you.

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[cannibalmind]

I seriously doubt that, Mr. Nygma. And it is Doctor. If you're going to foul up everything else, at least get my title right.

[He tugged his hatbrim ironically and headed for the stairs.]