I'm your psychiatrist;

I see enough of you to see the truth of you. Dr. Bedelia Du Maurier; psychiatrist and psychotherapist. Hello Hannibal, please come in. ((Independent rp blog for Dr. Bedelia Du Maurier from Hannibal; I'd like to write with any fandom and universe; mun and muse are over 19;))

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I'll be here tomorrow ! finally ...

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— Someone is here

✥ floraisonforce

Dr. Maurier was standing in front of a large wardrobe, looking closely at her all clothes. She felt a strange emptiness that surrounds her whole body. This emptiness changed ​​all the colors into black and white and Maurier’s face broke into grimace. What caused this state of mind? Bedelia should easily guess this riddle. Something is, however, difficult in diagnosing yourself …  As if she didn’t want to look at herself because she’s afraid of this reflection.

When red wine filled her glass, she heard a soft knock on the door. Doctor frowned and sighed heavily. A drop of wine fell on the white carpet.

Bedelia opened the door gently, letting the woman  inside. “You have to be Dr. Bloom, am I right ?" Slight chill from the outside wrapped her body leaving goose bumps.  “What can I do for you ?"

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— Someone is here

✥ willstrayham  

Dr. Maurier was standing in front of a large wardrobe, looking closely at her all clothes. She felt a strange emptiness that surrounds her whole body. This emptiness changed ​​all the colors into black and white and Maurier’s face broke into grimace. What caused this state of mind? Bedelia should easily guess this riddle. Something is, however, difficult in diagnosing yourself …  As if she didn’t want to look at herself because she’s afraid of this reflection.

When red wine filled her glass, she heard a soft knock on the door. Doctor frowned and sighed heavily. A drop of wine fell on the white carpet.

Bedelia opened the door gently, slight chill from the outside wrapped her body leaving goose bumps. “Agent Crawford was here and now Will Graham … Can I help you somehow ?"

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— Patient: Hannibal Lecter

Dr. Maurier was standing in front of a large wardrobe, looking closely at her all clothes. She felt a strange emptiness that surrounds her whole body. This emptiness changed ​​all the colors into black and white and Maurier’s face broke into grimace. What caused this state of mind? Bedelia should easily guess this riddle. Something is, however, difficult in diagnosing yourself …  As if she didn’t want to look at herself because she’s afraid of this reflection.

When red wine filled her glass, she heard a soft knock on the door. Finally ... The corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily up and a drop of wine fell on the white carpet.

"Hannibal, please come in." Bedelia opened the door gently, letting the man inside. Slight chill from the outside wrapped her body leaving goose bumps. “How was your day ?"

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— Dinner ?

✥ deardoctorlecter ✥ absolutelynothingisvegetarian

Dr. Maurier was standing in front of a large wardrobe, looking closely at her all clothes. She felt a strange emptiness that surrounds her whole body. This emptiness changed ​​all the colors into black and white and Maurier’s face broke into grimace. What caused this state of mind? Bedelia should easily guess this riddle. Something is, however, difficult in diagnosing yourself …  As if she didn’t want to look at herself because she’s afraid of this reflection.

When red wine filled her glass, she heard a soft knock on the door.  The corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily up and a drop of wine fell on the white carpet.

When Bedelia opened the door and saw Dr. Lecter with food in glass tureen - on her forehead appeared a small wrinkle. "I didn't order anything, Hannibal."

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— Someone is here.

✥ jamesrobertus ✥ euphoriquesymphonie

Dr. Maurier was standing in front of a large wardrobe, looking closely at her all clothes. She felt a strange emptiness that surrounds her whole body. This emptiness changed ​​all the colors into black and white and Maurier’s face broke into grimace. What caused this state of mind? Bedelia should easily guess this riddle. Something is, however, difficult in diagnosing yourself …  As if she didn’t want to look at herself because she’s afraid of this reflection.

When red wine filled her glass, she heard a soft knock on the door. Doctor frowned and sighed heavily. A drop of wine fell on the white carpet.

Bedelia opened the door gently, slight chill from the outside wrapped her body leaving goose bumps. “Can I help you ?"

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— Someone is here

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"-Hello, Doctor..." The cold stung at Will's arms like needles, causing him to rub one of his arms with the other. Not only did a lack of jacket cause his body's strange appearance, but the lack of shoes and socks as well. 

For a few moments they stood in silence, the whole while Will carefully avoiding the Doctors eyes. His own pale blue ones darted like frantic birds, picking up useless information that the common man would dismiss. 

The deductionist cleared his throat, continuing to force friction upon his arms. "Can I come- in?" Will bunched his toes under his feet, leaning at an odd angle. 

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One look into Will's eyes made that Bedelia understood immediately Hannibal's attachment to this man ...  At least, she thinks that she understood because from a medical point of doctor's curiosity she was interested ... Her state of mind was quite excited now. Such feelings she can only experiences in the company of Dr. Lecter.

Again, cold wind wrapped her body, he didn't want to let her go from his strong but invisible arms. The woman stepped back as if her home could break the wind's chains. The move works, she felt a pleasant warmth on her back.

When Will spoke, Bedelia raised an eyebrow up and on her forehead appeared a small wrinkle. "Of course, come in." She opened the door wider for Will. Something strange what was inside her not only aroused her curiosity but also caused a feeling of fear and desire for ... Care ?  

"What can I do for you ?"

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— Patient: Anthony Stark

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"Hmm okay well… I guess I’ll just pick one. There’s a man, average height, light brown hair, not very unusual features. He err he wakes up and the first thing he sees are these lights passing his eyes. There’s a nurse on both sides of him but although the bed he’s lying in is moving down some kind of white hall the nurses are standing perfectly still by his sides…"

"Are you sure about this?"

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"Please, continue."

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"Not a very complex one. However I appreciate beer more than I do wine."

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"Not a very complex one ? I'm not quite sure about that Dr. Bloom. And about beer ... You won't find this here, I'm sorry."

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Patient: Hannibal Lecter

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Hannibal’s eyes are steady, terrible things — maroon that sparks when intrigue strikes him: points of light that spiral into darkness. And oh, how they fixate themselves from under the hoods of low lids and a tired brow upon Du Maurier’s face when she turns to look at him over her shoulder. She’s got a lovely profile, his beautiful, clever doctor. And he’d never dare to think of her as a girl. Never a clever girl, never anything but a beautiful viper that’s kind enough to allow herself to be charmed by his smooth words and false veneer. As he seats himself across from her against the white light of her glass-paneled walls, he imagines that she might, just perhaps, understand that sometimes, when she speaks of his challenge towards Will, she is also speaking of a challenge towards herself — walls built, that they might be scaled.

"Chilton has revoked his right to have a toilet seat, as well as removed all of his literature. He will not speak to me." Would she look at him and see a coldblooded reptile clothed in the skin of a lamb? Would she see straight through his veil and pierce the creature that laughed at Graham’s misery? Every word was an advancing pawn in a game more elaborate than thirty-two pieces could ever hope to orchestrate. “I find myself disappointed."

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By examining her patient, Bedelia knows for a long long time that Hannibal was created of small, mysterious molecules. Every of these molecules is screaming from a distance about curiosity and threatens finger before entering into his world. But he knows very well that by this screaming he lures his victims. Does Dr. Du Maurier feel like a victim ? Can you describe her by the textbook wording as Like a fly in a spider's web ? No, certainly not. Bedelia is the woman who is definitely not a fly.  She is beautiful, delicate and extremely compelling spider web. And what can we say about Dr. Lecter ? Dr. Lecter is definitely a spider. Climbing above anything else, he is an unattainable goal. That's why Bedelia is sitting in front of this man, listening carefully. That's why she's waiting calmly for his typical moves. Because spider without his web is not a spider.

Bedelia looked briefly at her hands and she saw that they have become more pale. Because of squeezing them tight, Bedelia didn't allow the blood drifting around. Discreetly, the woman straightened them, gently placing on her knees. Under her fingers she felt scratchy material of her skirt.

"Disappointed? Tell me what you thought going to this meeting." Their eyes met again. Dr. Du Maurier completely masked her feelings.

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A little break for me now.

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"I’m not exactly a wine person."

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"Then what kind of a person are you, Dr. Bloom ?"

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The level of puzzlement of the man is beyond understanding now and all he can think of is that she’s trying to lure him to her house for some reason. Hannibal moves to his stairs and pauses at the bottom. “If you’d wait for a minute until I change, that visit won’t take too much to happen into the future."

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Bedelia looked closely at the man not to miss his probably dubious move. When he moves to the stairs, the woman raised her eyebrow up. "If you want to come to me now and talk - you have my permission." Bedelia crossed her arms and stepped closer to the man. "But I think that it would be better when I will go home alone and prepare the room and prepare myself." Without waiting for an answer Dr. Du Maurier nodded and left the room.

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"Much obliged." He stood in the foyer for a bit, surveying the room with a raised eyebrow. “You are a psychiatrist, is that correct?

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Bedelia's mouth clenched into a thin line, mister Kennex had already started to irritate her but she didn't give a sign of it. "Yes, but I'm not treating anymore."

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Abigail finally looked at Bedelia, expression loosening slightly from it’s frigid, guarded state. Her lips parted to breathe in. “I’ve heard of you." She stated, the gears in her head still shifting. “Dr. Lecter, he’s - he mentioned your name once. You’re a psychiatrist like him?"

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Bedelia nodded, listening to the girl. She wondered if Hannibal had already talked about her ... And she was right.  "I hope that you've heard only the good things, Abigail." The woman smiled briefly clasped her hands together. "Well ... I have meetings only with Dr. Lecter." After a moment, Bedelia spoke again. ""I hope you're not afraid of me, Abigail." Her name, Dr. Du Maurier said distinctly.

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Bedelia's estate || suicideismymortalenemy

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Alan blinked at the greeting but recovered easily, a cordial smile pushing over his features.  "Yes.  Good evening Dr.Maurier.  It’s a pleasure to meet you."  He offered his hand, smiling wider.  

"I had attempted to contact you before this appointment, I apologize for the intrusion in as much as it may be now…"  He stepped inside, his eyes briefly distracted by the contents of the room, barely an instant before returning to his hostess.  "As you know, I’m doing some preliminary research for a paper and I was hoping you could offer your insight—a conversation if nothing as formal as an interview."  His smile brightened, charming but not intentionally so, simply eager.  

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Bedelia's blue eyes carefully watched the man's face, who was standing in front of her. After a moment of uncertainty, she took his hand, shaking gently. After a split second, the woman took a step back again.

Dr. Du Maurier doesn't like when a worthy representing person is visiting her without warning and expecting a warm welcome. The truth is that Bedelia doesn't like surprises or unexpected visits. "Apology accepted." Her face broke into a smile prepared especially for  strangers; rather forced and apparently cold smile. When the man went inside, Bedelia was watching him carefully. "You are already here Doctor so I think that I can't refuse." She smiled briefly and went to one of her big rooms. "Come with me. Something to drink ?"

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