Nov 24, 2011 03:35
WHO: The T-X/Hannibal Lecter.
WHERE: Lecter's room.
WHAT: Requested discussion.
The machine responded swiftly when knowing it was wanted. For the most part, it settled for quiet, stealthy monitoring and taking care of tasks. A framework of rules had been set up and agreed to, which meant her inmate knew what was and was not allowed. Her duty was to keep watch and, when an opportunity arose, attempt to offer guidance.
Assuming some form of dimensional alteration didn't affect one or both of them, that was.
There was no knock on the door. She had been summoned, which meant simply entering.
"Doctor Lecter, you asked for me?"
t-x,
hannibal lecter