#thetwilightofoblivion

[drhannibaltlecter]

ooc; Guess who's back, back again / Hanni's back, tell a friend / Guess who's back, guess who's back?

ooc; So I have thus returned to complete responses and try and work on threads again as much as possible. Those answered are -

- randigore                   - thesearemystreetspunk            - ashlynnstwin- thetwilightofoblivion   - one-armed-canadian                - the13thsnatcher - takeabiteoutofyou     

[drhannibaltlecter]

Doctor Lecter's Office Is Open

ooc; I'm so terribly sorry that I've been gone a while, but all replies have been filled. If I missed anyone, please, please, don't hesitate to ask or punch me in the face.

- thetwilightofoblivion                  - imallmouth                 - daughterhobbs - takeabiteoutofyou

[drhannibaltlecter]

ooc; I'm sorry I've been such a crappy RPer as of late

Everything has just been so horribly hectic and hard that I wouldn't be all that awesome to RP with. I'm so sorry everyone and I'll try and fill replies when I can.

[drhannibaltlecter]

The Doctor Is In Office

ooc; All replies have been filled

- imallmouth                 - the13thsnatcher                - thetwilightofoblivion - thelordsfire                 - daughterhobbs                 - takeabiteoutofyou - youngmedicalexaminer

[drhannibaltlecter]

The Doctor Is In

ooc; All replies have been filled.

- Thetwilightofoblivion          - Daughterhobbs         - Thelordsfire - The13thsnatcher               - Takeabiteoutofyou   

[madmaninthedarkness-blog]

So It Begins | Mathias & Dorian

The night stretches on, like every night that's come before. Darkness is his only friend and he knows it, is comforted by it. He leaves the world alone and he's left alone in return. Except when he's needed, when some poor bastard seeks him out, because he's the best. His name is Mathias. The lighting inside the ramshackle, dirty pub isn't much better than it is outside, but that's alright. He likes it that way. At least it's also fairly large so that he can find a tiny table somewhere in the shadows, away from the noise and people. As he walks in out of the cool night air, he pulls back his hood. He shakes out his hair, a strong, yet delicate looking hand pushing the blaze of silver fringe back away from his face. A few of the patrons recognise him and give him his space, but he doesn't pay them any mind.

He steps up to the bar with a nod and the bartender immediately pours him a glass of bourbon and hands him the bottle. He takes it and the glass and backs away toward his favourite table. It's nearly always free anyway, but most certainly becomes that way when he walks into the room. But not tonight. Tonight someone else inhabits his space, someone who equally looks like he'd like to be left alone. With a scowl Mathias turns away and searches out another table. When he finds one, his sinks down into the solitary chair with a surprising amount of grace for a man who looks so rough. After a few quick shots of the bourbon, he glances back at his usual table and notices the newcomer watching him. He starts to look away, but the intensity of the man's gaze disturbs him. He looks rather young and also a bit too pretty and refined for such a back water hell hole. This all serves to make Mathias suspicious.

The man's eyes carry the weight of recognition and the last thing Mathias wants is to deal with anyone from his past. He gets up and takes the bottle back to the bar, tossing some coins at the bartender, but before he can leave, the handsome stranger is there, standing next to him. He's a tad taller, but somehow seems smaller and more delicate. But the eyes. The eyes seem to hold the weight of the entire world. He allows himself to look into their gaze for a moment and then turns to walk away. He quickly makes for the exit, but he knows that the other is following him. Apparently he's asked the bartender, for he hears a low melodic voice call his name, but he ignores it. A moment later though, something else slips from the man's tongue and Mathias stops in his tracks.