Will Graham (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
empathicfault) wrote2023-06-18 11:04 am
empathicfault) wrote2023-06-18 11:04 am
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[Open for text/audio/action/whatever.]
[He does usually do it unintentionally.
Bright, you’re doing that thing where you… trail off and make everyone uncomfortable.
He smiles.]
I’ll have to keep an eye out for the opportunity.
Bright, you’re doing that thing where you… trail off and make everyone uncomfortable.
He smiles.]
I’ll have to keep an eye out for the opportunity.
[ Will smiles back. He's actually looking fairly steady, if pale. ]
If only we'd worked together. I mean, I doubt it would've lasted long, since you're actually concerned about my well-being. But we could've had a couple of fun cases together.
If only we'd worked together. I mean, I doubt it would've lasted long, since you're actually concerned about my well-being. But we could've had a couple of fun cases together.
I know a lot of self-care for the traumatized and self-destructive in dangerous proximity to their psychopathic abusers, so maybe you wouldn’t have been, like… totally destroyed by the work if you worked with me.
[ Will chuckles. ]
Maybe not. It would've been less of a bad idea, anyway.
[ He blinks, and then blinks again. ] Okay, I- I think I might need sleep, soon. I think I could.
[ That's notable, between the two of them. ]
Maybe not. It would've been less of a bad idea, anyway.
[ He blinks, and then blinks again. ] Okay, I- I think I might need sleep, soon. I think I could.
[ That's notable, between the two of them. ]
Really? That's great! [He gets up.] If you need anything, just give me a call. Tea, soup, whatever. I'll bring it right by.
Okay.
[ Will closes his eyes, feeling that comfortable sort of exhaustion that sort of slides around you like a pillow. Sleeping tends to hit Will fairly fast, but this is a little exceptional, even so. He'd been holding onto that adrenaline for awhile. ]
I'll remember. Thanks, Malcolm.
[ Will closes his eyes, feeling that comfortable sort of exhaustion that sort of slides around you like a pillow. Sleeping tends to hit Will fairly fast, but this is a little exceptional, even so. He'd been holding onto that adrenaline for awhile. ]
I'll remember. Thanks, Malcolm.
[Malcolm tucks his blanket around him a little better, then slips out of the cabin.]
[ Will had just been about to call her. He sounds amused. ]
Feels like someone's been paying attention on their ship.
Feels like someone's been paying attention on their ship.
See? Just had to find someone that fit with your style of wardening.
Okay.
Did you know the temp warden system was enacted because of my problem psychiatrist? He... did what he does, when unsupervised.
Did you know the temp warden system was enacted because of my problem psychiatrist? He... did what he does, when unsupervised.
About a decade ago, along with Abigail Hobbs. And Alana Bloom. Don't know if I've told you about either of them.
Iris remembered. She was here for it.
Iris remembered. She was here for it.
Edited 2023-04-16 03:59 (UTC)
[ She can hear him take a deep breath, in and out, before he starts. ]
Abigail Hobbs was the daughter of the first person I killed, Garret Jacob Hobbs. That was the serial killer that Hannibal and I first investigated, and Hannibal called him beforehand to ensure that our visit to his house would be bloody and violent. I shot him to keep him from murdering Abigail, but he still managed to cut her throat.
I felt responsible for her, so I watched over her in the hospital and tried to help her when she recovered. Hannibal used her ear to frame me for her murder, but she didnt die until- well. [ He sighs. ] Hannibal killed her a few months later.
She came here as an inmate, was here for Hannibal's arrival- he claimed to be her father for three months. She was here the longest, and she graduated. Went to live with a girlfriend she connected with here. I think Iris said her name was Elena.
...I was wanting to get a Deal for her. Eventually. Looks like that's unnecessary now.
Abigail Hobbs was the daughter of the first person I killed, Garret Jacob Hobbs. That was the serial killer that Hannibal and I first investigated, and Hannibal called him beforehand to ensure that our visit to his house would be bloody and violent. I shot him to keep him from murdering Abigail, but he still managed to cut her throat.
I felt responsible for her, so I watched over her in the hospital and tried to help her when she recovered. Hannibal used her ear to frame me for her murder, but she didnt die until- well. [ He sighs. ] Hannibal killed her a few months later.
She came here as an inmate, was here for Hannibal's arrival- he claimed to be her father for three months. She was here the longest, and she graduated. Went to live with a girlfriend she connected with here. I think Iris said her name was Elena.
...I was wanting to get a Deal for her. Eventually. Looks like that's unnecessary now.
He didn't graduate, which is not a surprise. He was here about ten months. Fairly quiet, after his three-person sounder. He knew he'd only get one feast.
[ He's quiet on the line for possibly too long. When he speaks again, his breath has the catch of someone who got caught dozing. ]
I held onto the link for his network post when he finally 'revealed' himself, so to speak. If you want to see it.
[ He's quiet on the line for possibly too long. When he speaks again, his breath has the catch of someone who got caught dozing. ]
I held onto the link for his network post when he finally 'revealed' himself, so to speak. If you want to see it.
[ He texts the link over. ]
About a week ago. I'd been looking into the network, curious how far back it went and worried about this- this, exactly. Only got a couple years back before I gave up and talked to Iris.
About a week ago. I'd been looking into the network, curious how far back it went and worried about this- this, exactly. Only got a couple years back before I gave up and talked to Iris.
I've been better. Iris helped...soften things, some. And then I got drunk with Harkin. Talked to Malcolm some. And now I'm talking to you.
I don't know what I intended to get out of all of that. I hadn't even decided that was what I really wanted to do, get a Deal for Abigail. But it was sort of at the back of my mind. Now there's confirmation that there's nothing I can do to help. This sort of loss, it feels...familiar.
I don't know what I intended to get out of all of that. I hadn't even decided that was what I really wanted to do, get a Deal for Abigail. But it was sort of at the back of my mind. Now there's confirmation that there's nothing I can do to help. This sort of loss, it feels...familiar.
I've watched Abigail get her throat cut twice, now.
This? It's a gentle reminder that I should stop pretending that I could be her Dad.
This? It's a gentle reminder that I should stop pretending that I could be her Dad.
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