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/ holy fuck. I remembered my email. Im so happy.. ive missed brian

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ANGIE // baureporter

                             ❛ I guess I never  really  understood—-  until  I  was on the other side of the story. ❜    her job was  everything  to her:  it came first all kinds of relations,  costing her friendships,  sometimes even her  family.  Her ethic,  her  humanity…  It didn’t matter whether people liked her or not,  as long as she had her story.  But  NOW?  After going through  hell  “thanks”  to Ben?  Now she knew how strong  &  debilitating  words  (her words)  could be.    ❛ I guess that what I’m trying to say is that…  I’m sorry for pushing the limits. ❜

@brianzcller        /        STARTER CALL

     “Hey, hey it’s fine. Unfortunately, it sometimes takes a bad experience to snap us back into a more... sound view of things. Just don’t put yourself down over it alright?” That was easier said than done and that was about as how as light as he was going to be able to put it. “How are you feeling? In general, I mean.” It’s been around a year since they’ve seen each other, but that doesn’t mean every thing is going to be just peachy for her and while doesn’t know everything that’s gone on, but he knows enough to put two and two together.

@baureporter

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mcbisexual

❝  i could be at any damn hospital of my choice, yet i’m back where i started.  ❞     she’d never planned on coming back, yet here she was.     ❝  don’t get me wrong.   this program is amazing, but the people, the people are awful.   and when i say awful, i don’t mean in general.   just they – they all know way too much about everyone and everything and it just makes them awful.   ❞

      “yeah, i kind of get that. in my place of work we’re like a small family though so it’s not really...awful.” he brought his glass of alcohol to his lips and took a brief drink. “there’s got to be a reason you’re staying. maybe you’re a bit more fond of the people you work with more than you think.”

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//So uh...something happened and I don’t know when I’m going to be able to rp. I just feel...not motivated at all now..

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Agent Zeller: Thanks Brian. You’re the best.


Agent Price: No problem.


[they Hug]


Agent Katz: [watching from afar crouched behind a plant with binoculars] Now….kiss.

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Reflections Within The Soul

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 WILL // unstcbleempathy

“No offense taken,” Will stepped out of the car, taking a moment to breathe in the fresh air. His eyes scanned the landscape, watching as cars passed by them in a hurry and the beauty of their headlights ILLUMINATING the darkness was a picture to behold. Sights like these could be easily missed if one didn’t take the time to rest and admire the view life provided them. If only…he didn’t see both sides of the world; both the good and evil, then maybe he’d have a different life. One that wasn’t complete with the HORRORS that were the perfect fuel for nightmares.  

A life of simplicity would never suffice as a properly fitting suit. Restlessness would cause him to constantly be UNNERVED and worried for those he had chosen to love. He wasn’t a particularity safe individual to be around for two people who he had been close with, met a grisly fate by his own unintentional matters. Abigail and Beverly. Nothing would be able to bring them back from their graves…but that didn’t mean he could still try and avenge their wrongful endings. He had set his trap in motion and he was the willing bait. All that was left, was to wait until the proper moment to STRIKE, but until then it seemed like an everlasting waiting game.

Slipping into the passenger side of the car, Will pulled the door shut behind him and buckled in. Silence threatened to overtake them once again, but it was combated when Zeller switched on the radio. The music itched to sear his nerves, but the empath decided to keep his mouth shut as he easily drowned out the noise and reseeded into his mind palace and the assumptions that were held there. 

     Brian stayed silent for the rest of the drive, using the music as a tool to keep himself grounded, finding that his nerves calmed as they got closer to their destination. He wasn’t usually uppity, but considering he had been jolted awake from a possible near death experience...well, he wasn’t going to put himself down for it.

     He made one pit stop near one of those coffee shops that were out in the middle of no where and always seemed to be open, getting both him and Will coffees. After handing Will his cup, he took a short sip of his the coffee from the cup in his gloved hand despite the beverage still being pipping hot. That was much better, now his system was going to get going properly. Putting the cup in the cup holder, he put his free hand back on the steering wheel and continued to the victim’s parents house.

    Around half a cup of coffee later, he pulled into the driveway of Elijah’s parents house. Shutting the car down, he slid the keys into his coat pocket and downed his coffee before glancing to Will. It wasn’t unusual for Will to be silent, but with everything that had been going on it was always good to double check if he was doing alright. If he’d even give him an honest answer. God knows he wouldn’t be willing to even talk to someone if they did what Brian had done. “You ready?”

[drunkbedelia]

[genehunt]

hannibal meme - three relationships [2/3] ∟ jimmy price and brian zeller

[fuckyeahannibal]

[thegirlnamedchuck]

Fear makes you r u d e, Will.

[m0nster-nerd]

it makes him sass queen

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flcwtoohigh

“oh, okay. uh– brian, is it?” nando asked as he backed up a bit. he’d never been this close to an actual crime scene and he was immensely grateful that they’d already put a sheet over the body. at least he wouldn’t have to face that– yet.

“can i ask questions now?” he held his notebook firmly in his hands. to say he was nervous would be an understatement. “what were you doing just now? with the pictures? why were you taking them?”

     “that’s my name. don’t wear it out.” before answering the rest of nando’s questions, he led him away from the crime scene. it was obvious the other was nervous so the farther away from the scene the better.

     it was perplexing to brian that nando was asking about the most basic procedures. he would have assumed that the other would have at least researched a tiny bit. oh well, at least this part would be simpler to explain. “the purpose of taking photographs of the crime scene is to preserve it just in case anything gets ruined and for further examination of the fine details.”

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//best thing to do when first waking up: watch hannibal bloopers

[trombxnes-blog]

I either answer a RP embarrassingly fast or I take 70 years, there’s no in between.

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EYES ARE DISTRACTING, YOU SEE TOO MUCH, YOU DON’T SEE ENOUGH… I TRY TO AVOID EYES WHENEVER POSSIBLE.   / art.  / temp. 

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ABEL // pormiculpa

                               ❛ Well,    yeah – ❜     began as hands slip into gloves in order to actually assist him.      A shrug following as hands slip into the corpse.     ❛ I like to go out on occasion and all that,     but it’s not like I have a totally different life out of here.     I’m happy doing this,    y’know?     Is that totally boring? ❜

     “No, no it’s not. This is something we both spend most of our time on, so it’s better if we at least have some interest in it.” He watches them intently as they sleep their hands into the corpse. Corners of his mouth twitching, he ends up laughing quietly to himself by his thoughts. “Kind of sounds like you’re implying that you go around digging in corpses out on the street.”