First meeting between Lecter and Starling
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First meeting between Lecter and Starling
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“Will Graham sent someone to kill me.”
The scar is not even a scar yet, freshly stitched and closed up over his wrist, skin raised and bumpy and rough. It’ll leave a scar, though--a nasty one, at that. He isn’t supposed to be alive at all--not according to Matthew Brown’s plan. Will Graham, however, is an entirely different story.
Clarice Starling is only a trainee and completely untouched by the story. However, with his sudden leave of absence from the case they’ve been consumed by for the past few weeks, he feels she deserves to know why.
He glances at her fingers tracing the raised skin, exposed by his rolled up pajama sleeve.
“I suppose he failed in that endeavor. Would you like some tea, Clarice?”
I looked down And my shirt's turning red I'm spinning around Felt her lips on my neck And her voice In my ear Like I missed you Want you tonight
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“ I said I was fine, so I’m fine. “
A small sigh of defeat left his lips as he wiped his bloody lip against the back of his hand, “ Some fucker got the better of me. Won’t happen again. ”
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"Tell Me"
Put a “Tell me" in my ask and my character will answer…
–Clarice
If you snuck into my room I would:
[ x ] Go back to sleep [ ] Kick you out[ x ] Cuddle with you [ ] Be like “How in the world?”[ ] Let you sleep on the floor [ ] Become angry
If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:
[ x ] Kiss or hug you back [ x ] Smile and laugh[ ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable [ ] Push you away[ x ] Be shocked [ ] Strike you
If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:
[ ] No [ x ] Yes [ ] Most certainly not. [ ] Without hesitation.
You are:
[ x ] Cute [ ] Adorable [ x ] Attractive [ x ] Beautiful[ ] Okay [ ] Ugly [ ] Am not going to grace this with an answer
You are to me a:
[ ] Stranger [ ] Acquaintance [ x ] Ally[ x ] Friend [ x ] Love [ ] Rival [ ] Enemy
I find you to be:
[ ] Pathetic [ ] Off no consequence [ x ] Intriguing [ ] Frightening [ ] Unsettling [ ] Annoying [ x ] Infuriating [ x ] Pleasant company [ x ] Comforting [ x ] Unable to be lived without [ x ] Trustworthy
“Agent Starling, wasn’t it?” She smiles faintly. Exhaustion is evident in her features, but she works to attempt courtesy despite it. “You’ll have to forgive me, I...there’s been an awful lot of new names and quite a few agents the past few days.”