Eyes Are Distracting

I have what some would call a gift, although I would call it a burden. For me it is all too easy to get inside the head of a killer and empathize with their motives. It makes me very useful to the FBI, both in the classroom and in the field. There are a lot of things I'm unsure of lately, but there are two things I know: I am not a killer and Hannibal Lecter isn't to be trusted [Independent rp blog based on the books and TV series. Role Player discretion is advised. Mun and Muse are of age]

[dreamingofstags]

Enchanted and Terrified

This little piggy has a fortune. This little piggy papa's company to run. This little piggy has...

So I made a Mason blog! I'll probably be spending a lot of time over there. Feel free to follow and plot with him

[dreamingofstags]

Hey All!

Friendly reminder that I'm not dead! It's tech week for the show I am in so I've been crazy busy, however I'm still kicking about. I should be back to this account after the show starts up. Hopefully next week.

Thank you all for your continued patience and hello to all the new followers I have! I'm 6 away from 100 and that is remarkable seeing as I haven't been posting. I look forward to meeting and plotting with you all.

Send me a message if you care to and I'll get with you all soon.

Cheers,

Will!Mun

[dreamingofstags]

ooc: Hello all. Sorry again for my absence. I had the second part of my root canal done and I've been pretty much sleeping the past two days. The pain has made me sick to my stomach as well as unable to stay awake very long. Thus this is why I haven't been online to do replies. Thank you so much for your patience.

[dreamingofstags]

Focus || Ophelia & Will

[opheliaavery]

"Good, come by the house when you feel like it." She said. "I should go, animals to feed and so on." She paused for a moment, then added, "I’m not sure that it’s fear that makes me want to leave… who knows?" Now, this was a lie. She knows it isn’t fear, not the way you’d imagine. She doesn’t feel afraid, she feels resentful. She did care for the Sanctuary, and still loved the animals. But she didn’t really love the people, except her Mother. It was all getting too much trouble than it was worth. She wouldn’t admit this to Will, he might seem judgement free, but there was only so much honesty that people could handle. There was only so much of herself that she would share.  The pull of her Paternal Grandparents had been getting stronger, they tempted her with their memories of her Father, a bottle of his old cologne. They wanted her to leave the Sanctuary, but she wouldn’t do it for them. The life they offered was no more desirable than this one, but they had their purpose in her life. She didn’t know what would make her happy, but she felt the pull of something just out of reach. 

[dreamingofstags]

"I might do that tomorrow after I pack up camp."  He'd give a short nod. Probably not tonight. he still wanted to spend the day alone, see if he could shed any of the last case. Of course this was an odd notion since he had gone to the place the murder happened. Perhaps he'd get some closure but, then again that might be a shot in the dark. 

The night had left him with a decent amount of rest, although not perfect by any means. He woke well before the sun and began to pack his things. He'd walk the grounds as the sun rose. He was trying to time it so he wouldn't be waking anyone up.

Once the sun was a decent way into the sky Will found himself near the house. He was trying to be sure he saw signs of life inside before knocking. He still wanted the chance to see the animals before he left to return to the FBI's needs.

[areyougoingtokillme]

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My character is being kept on suicide watch at a psych ward.

Send me ✃ for their response to your character visiting them.

"I told them not to let you in." Abigail said quietly, pulling shamefully at the sleeves of her shirt, despite the bandages that are already hiding the marred flesh of her wrists.

"Please leave, Will. I don’t want you here."

[areyougoingtokillme]

Abigail listened to him carefully, keeping quiet until he turned his attention back to her. She could see right through his smile, but returned one of her own anyway. Slowly, she unwrapped her legs from around her legs and she scooted closer to him. A small hand rested over his gently, her head finding a comfortable spot on his shoulder. She wasn’t usually the cuddly type, especially with him, but she was in need for comfort of any kind.

"Am I going to be okay, Will?" She asked quietly, her eyes staring across the room at the blank white wall.

[dreamingofstags]

Will watched her move and blinked as she moved over to him. He would tense slightly when she first laid her head against his shoulder but he'd relax into it, warming slightly to the feeling of having her against him. Will couldn't even remember the last time someone looked to him for comfort, he wasn't what he thought would be a good source of comfort.

Okay was such a relative term and while he might have said just that his judgement got the better of him. Sometimes it was easy to forget that Abigail was still just a girl, a girl who had been through a lot. "Of course you'll be okay. Might be some time but it'll be okay. I promise."

[dreamingofstags]

ooc: Hoping to have some time to reply today. We started rehearsals for the band in the play, thus why I haven't been around as often, my apologies and thanks for your patience.

[dreamingofstags]

Ooc: sorry for not being online. School and rehearsal have been taking my time I will do my best to respond soon.

[dreamingofstags]

Ooc: audition over. Had to sing and wasn't prepared. So that could have been better, however they loved my monologue. Good ol' women and wallace never fails.

[dreamingofstags]

ooc: Heading to bed. Replies tomorrow. Let me know if I owe or if you'd like to start something.  I have an audition and rehearsal tomorrow so I'm not sure when I'l get on but I'll have mobile

[moma-bee]

whisper in my ear tell me all the things i want to hear

[neulina]

Not only is justice blind, it’s mindless and heartless.

[dreamingofstags]

"Be more careful next time"

"…Thanks…" Will seemed unsure if he should be expressing gratitude, The young man had, by all rights gotten him out of somewhere dangerous but had also compromised the chance he had at catching the criminal the FBI had been linking to at least four murders. Creative murders at that.Well perhaps the kid didn’t know who he was working for and was trying a bit of charity, but even that seemed overly optimistic for Will’s taste. At least off the feeling he got looking at him. He cleared his throat slightly, shifting his glasses but making sure it still kept the frame obscuring his pupils."I’ll…uh…I’ll try to bear that in mind."

[dreamingofstags]

Focus || Ophelia & Will

[opheliaavery]

"It’s just nice to see someone different to talk to. Right now it’s just My Mother and I, All my cousins decided they wanted a break, in light of what happened. I get.. restless. I’m not sure how much longer I can stay here."  He had a distance about him that made it possible for her to admit it, he didn’t pity her.  "Before you go you should come see some of the animals. Meet my cubs." She added, her tone was light the entire time. It’s one thing to say the words, it’s more difficult to inject them with real feeling. 

[dreamingofstags]

"I don't particularly blame them." Everyone did tend to take to these things differently. He sometimes wondered how much it would effect him to see someone he knew and cared about arrested in such a light. Then again, he'd probably be the one making the arrest. Not to mention he tried not to spend much time around those sorts of people. (Try being the main word due to some of his recent company).

His brows raised just a little. "I'd hate to see it scare you out of here. You seem to care a lot for this place. Then again I could see why you'd need to get away. Images have a way of...sticking with you. Like gum on your shoe, you try to get it away but even once it's not sticking to the ground anymore, you know it's still there, just covered over with dirt." Will gave a light, if not vaguely forced smile. "I'd like to. I don't have, um... cubs. I just have dogs at home. That's why I can't stay longer. Someone has to feed them and not everyone wants to be responsible for a small pack."

[dreamingofstags]

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Message if interested!

[dreamingofstags]

ooc: I'm going to make an advertisement for this blog, if you would all be so kind as to reblog it for me so I can find more rp partners :3

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mortal fear, pitiful Will Graham

[exquisite-taste-and-cunning]

When a River runs through My Palace, We Set a Boat of Dreams Afloat

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" That depends entirely upon what you are actively seeking. And if I am here, and over there-" he pointed towards Will’s mental interpretation of himself, it’s head bobbing up over the rapid current of the river. " Which of us is really causing the harm. And which of us is truly in your head?"

[dreamingofstags]

"You know exactly what I'm searching for." He pulled at the line, shifting where his lure was in the water. His eyes shifted over to the blacked horned figure, it's eyes reflecting light much like a wild animal in darkness. A frown etched itself a little deeper into his features.

"That out there is what you really are." He narrowed his eyes slightly before his head turned to face Hannibal. "But you, here, is what you want people to see." he was silent for a few moments considering the question posed. "The damage has been done, it's not a matter of which one of you did it, you are one and the same."