#bicepsandintuition

[transparentbutimpenetrable]

"Is that supposed to scare me?"

“It’s only a contract calling for your death, of course. How could that scare you?  It’s only words on a page as of now but in a few minutes, these words might just become your death certificate.”  Babet held the contract out for the other to see with a gloved hand, his other hand concealed behind his back as it pulled out his pistol.  “Tell me, Peter or shall I call you Roma, what do you have to offer that might save your life?”

[hardlykilledanyone]

//So glad you think my face claim is hot??? Uhm, would you care to plot or just wing it? I have a few verses for Roma regarding Dr. Lecter (which you'd see had my verses page not corrupted its code, forcing me to delete it). If you want me to describe a few, I'd be willing.

// (lol I understand coding issues all too well.) Go for it! I’d be interested in hearing about what you have in mind.

[mrwilliamgraham]

//okay just gonna make a list of replies i need to do today and cross them off as i go~ 

trilliumjones bicepsandintuition hautecreep  imnotaturnkey  theyoungergraham  jillian-moriarty takeabiteoutofyou x2 royalbastardess  mrsmollygraham  leximariefields  psychiatristhannibal

and okay i feel like i’m forgetting people so if i’ve forgotten then drop me a message etc to remind me???

edit: all replies now done. if i didn’t reply to you then i’ll need a reminder coz i’ve lost you <3 

[hardlykilledanyone]

// bicepsandintuition - I think I may have accidentally deleted your ask, oops. Roma seems fascinating! Sure, I’d be into seeing my Hannibal interacting with him. :)

[beaxtifulnightmxre]

Intuition and Institution

bicepsandintuition

Her flats made no noise as she walked down the hallway, the stone floor slightly slick from the continuous rain that had seeped in through cracks. Mildew as well seemed to coat the muggy air in the building, though little seemed to bother the woman as she tread past bars where inmates slept, entertained themselves or snarled profanities as she passed them.

Nothing vexed her and after making her way to a more well-kept area of the facility, she glanced at her file once more, before entering the room she had stopped in front of.

The sight inside made her frown. What was the guard’s insistence on using handcuffs on her patients? Nevertheless, it was the first time she was meeting this one, better to test the waters before making any judgments.

Offering a gentle smile, Mara made sure to look the other in the eye while she sat down. 

“Hello Peter, I’m Doctor Nocta, however, I’d like you to call me Mara. Before we begin, I’d like to know what you’d like to be called as well.”