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Mischa Lecter, Hannibal Rising (gone VERY AU), Somebarshapedplace
May 29, 2008 11:27
Mischa Lecter, dressed for a party in 1959, is sitting at the Bar. Heels, earrings, gloves, silk dress with petticoats underneath (
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her_protector
May 29 2008, 22:47:44 UTC
*pretends I have icons*
"Mischa."
Instant concern. Hannibal crosses the Bar easily, looks her in the eye, rests a hand on her elbow.
It's reassurance and question and everything at once: what happened? Are you all right? Who do I need to kill?
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his_usurper
May 29 2008, 22:53:55 UTC
A quick smile, I am all right.
"Claude." Is the answer to the other two questions - end of term party.
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her_protector
May 29 2008, 22:57:14 UTC
"Claude."
Soft, disgusted exhalation.
"Of course."
He kisses her forehead, like a good older brother, and sits.
And plots murder. Like a good older brother.
"I should have known he wouldn't learn so easily."
You'd think they'd get it, after a while. Do Not Fuck With Mischa Lecter. But no.
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his_usurper
May 29 2008, 23:05:38 UTC
"He was drunk." It's not excuse, but a reason for the reddened marks on her arm instead of just seething with his words.
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her_protector
May 29 2008, 23:06:43 UTC
"So was Paul Mormund."
And unless she speaks up, he's getting roughly the same treatment. Perhaps with a twist. Hannibal likes twists.
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his_usurper
May 29 2008, 23:12:10 UTC
"I wasn't-"
"He frightened me."
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her_protector
May 29 2008, 23:14:54 UTC
Hannibal nods.
"It's all right," he says, laying a hand on her shoulder.
Claude is going to die and then everything will be fine.
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his_usurper
May 29 2008, 23:17:03 UTC
She reaches up and curls her small fingers around his hand. This time, her smile is warmer.
Because Hannibal fixes things.
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her_protector
May 29 2008, 23:19:33 UTC
He does.
Small smile-- a Lecter smile, quiet and subtle.
A Hannibal smile, warm with the promise of death.
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his_usurper
May 29 2008, 23:23:37 UTC
Sounding cheerful, "Mind taking me home? Just outside the door is the party."
And she doesn't feel like facing Claude right now.
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her_protector
May 29 2008, 23:25:06 UTC
"Of course."
Anything for his little sister.
A quick hug, and then he steps back with a questioning nod to the door.
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his_usurper
May 29 2008, 23:28:37 UTC
She gets to her feet and links her arm through his with a nod.
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her_protector
May 29 2008, 23:29:57 UTC
Off and out.
He will, he thinks, enjoy this evening very much.
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"Mischa."
Instant concern. Hannibal crosses the Bar easily, looks her in the eye, rests a hand on her elbow.
It's reassurance and question and everything at once: what happened? Are you all right? Who do I need to kill?
Reply
"Claude." Is the answer to the other two questions - end of term party.
Reply
Soft, disgusted exhalation.
"Of course."
He kisses her forehead, like a good older brother, and sits.
And plots murder. Like a good older brother.
"I should have known he wouldn't learn so easily."
You'd think they'd get it, after a while. Do Not Fuck With Mischa Lecter. But no.
Reply
Reply
And unless she speaks up, he's getting roughly the same treatment. Perhaps with a twist. Hannibal likes twists.
Reply
"He frightened me."
Reply
"It's all right," he says, laying a hand on her shoulder.
Claude is going to die and then everything will be fine.
Reply
Because Hannibal fixes things.
Reply
Small smile-- a Lecter smile, quiet and subtle.
A Hannibal smile, warm with the promise of death.
Reply
And she doesn't feel like facing Claude right now.
Reply
Anything for his little sister.
A quick hug, and then he steps back with a questioning nod to the door.
Reply
Reply
He will, he thinks, enjoy this evening very much.
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