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@goldberg-variations
Ayoooo, goldberg-variations !
Oh my... a tiny Fredling. :-)
was that sass doctor ?
I don't know what you mean. ;-)
Clearly , Doctor how have things been ?
I am hale and whole, so better than some.
Well you've disappeared for two months , at least that's what your blog says anyhow Doctor
I observe more than I post, young Graham.
OH MY GOD YOU'RE ALIVE
Why wouldn't I be?
so my simple question remains are you still alive mister lecter
Doctor. And of course.
Freddie Lounds literally asked for it.
Shhhh shhh! Oh god goldberg-variations is going to kill and eat me.
Well, well.
Okay real talk tho but did you know that (at least) 2 out of the 5 winners of the Lure Lecter contest are French
poke tattle-crime
*starts singing La Marseillaise*
We did - actually, as far as I am aware, as it turns out, /none/ of the winners were American. :-)
tattle-crime replied to your post : I’ve finally cleaned my room. And by that I mean…
I need to hide the garbage today too!
yes, go put goldberg-variations in an inconspicuous box in the back of your closet
Trashcannibal.
Well great now he’s gonna eat us both.
I am extremely disappointed in you both.
Heaven in a Wildflower series - #4
Freddie Lounds - Solanum dulcamara - Bitter Truth.
Previous entries
#1 - Hannibal Lecter #2- Frederick Chilton #3- Will Graham
don't you ever tame your d e m o n s always keep them on a leash
“He smiled at Lounds, a brown-stained smile. He placed his hand on Lounds’s heart and, leaning to him intimately as though to kiss him, he bit Lounds’s lips off and spit them on the floor.”
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4.
She screamed that he should look out, but didn’t really know who she was warning. All that was good in her, what little there was, knew that Lecter was in the wrong, but another part of her was fascinated by him, and didn’t want him to die. There was nothing she could do anyways, getting in between Lecter and Pazzi would only get her hurt. She looked around for something to throw, but there was nothing to be found, so she did the only other thing she could - pulled out her camera and started shooting.
Rinaldo Pazzi was strong, a little out of shape perhaps, but still a fierce fighter. He landed one, two, four blows to Lecter’s abdomen and Lecter appeared to go down, but it was only a feign. He whirled on his heel and shoved Pazzi back, but Pazzi caught himself and rushed Lecter, tackling him and sending them both crashing to the floor. Pazzi landed another punch, this one to Lecter’s face, and Freddie could tell it connected by virtue of the blood on Pazzi’s clenched fist.
She kept shooting, catching the fight frame by frame.
For a moment it appeared that Pazzi had the upper hand. He looked triumphant, like a classical hero who had overcome a great enemy. Lecter lay still on the marbled floor of the grand hall. Click. Click. She wasn’t going to miss that shot. Pazzi raised a hand to her and she nodded, taking a picture of him.
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When she looked back on the pictures that night she realized that she had caught Lecter’s every move as he rose behind Pazzi, down to the Ripper’s signature choke hold, on film.
Did you leave those for me? I suppose I shouldn't miss you. You should really turn yourself in, you know. Atrocities and all.
Yes. Via someone else’s hand, to be sure.
Turn myself in? No, I don’t think that is in the cards, Ms Lounds. I much prefer my freedom. Wouldn’t you?
Hmm, that means you’ve got someone to be your eyes and ears and hands, are they as dangerous as you?
I admit, being denied my freedom would make me very unhappy. I would tell you that you should be ashamed of your actions but that would make me a hypocrite. I never regret anything. I suspect you are much the same.
That remains to be seen.
And no, I... I have very few regrets in my life. Ensuring my own freedom is not one of them.