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empathicfault) wrote2023-06-18 11:04 am
empathicfault) wrote2023-06-18 11:04 am
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[ Daniel’s grip is firm enough in turn, but he’s not stupid enough to judge people based off things as stupid as first impressions and handshakes. There’s more to it, more to Will Graham. It’s blatantly obvious despite the fact that they’ve met, what, only 15 minutes ago?
If that instinct wasn’t enough to go by the phrase ‘former serial killer suspect’ sure is. The only reason Daniel remains completely nonplussed is because of years of experience.
Fuck the other asking him questions. Daniel’s found one hell of a bone to chew on. Probably not appropriate to have this conversation in the library when they just met, but it’s a big ship with a small crew and the urge to figure the other out is almost completely overriding any other thought. ]
Published a memoir, left the vampire part out--people look for the sex and the drugs and the self loathing. Name dropping blood suckers tends to call into question the whole ‘true story’ aspect.
You said you were framed?
[ He’s jumping back to Will, and if he has his way will continue along the line of conversation, tone neutral, as non-judgemental as possible despite his default tone being fairly acerbic. His arms are crossed loosely, right hand itching for a pen to start taking notes. ]
[ Daniel’s grip is firm enough in turn, but he’s not stupid enough to judge people based off things as stupid as first impressions and handshakes. There’s more to it, more to Will Graham. It’s blatantly obvious despite the fact that they’ve met, what, only 15 minutes ago?
If that instinct wasn’t enough to go by the phrase ‘former serial killer suspect’ sure is. The only reason Daniel remains completely nonplussed is because of years of experience.
Fuck the other asking him questions. Daniel’s found one hell of a bone to chew on. Probably not appropriate to have this conversation in the library when they just met, but it’s a big ship with a small crew and the urge to figure the other out is almost completely overriding any other thought. ]
Published a memoir, left the vampire part out--people look for the sex and the drugs and the self loathing. Name dropping blood suckers tends to call into question the whole ‘true story’ aspect.
You said you were framed?
[ He’s jumping back to Will, and if he has his way will continue along the line of conversation, tone neutral, as non-judgemental as possible despite his default tone being fairly acerbic. His arms are crossed loosely, right hand itching for a pen to start taking notes. ]
[ Will stares at Daniel, evaluating for a moment. But this is something he can talk (at least somewhat) openly about, now that he's here. It doesn't have to be all vampires and superpowers. ]
Well. It's a long story, but I get the feeling that you like those. But the basic gist of it was that people kept getting murdered in ways that mimicked the cases I was working on for the FBI. They called them the Copycat Killings.
And to ruin the mystery- it was the therapist that had been working with me the whole time, a prolific serial killer that had been named the Chesapeake Ripper. He was supposed to keep me steady, since I have a- [ He looks to the side. ] It's an empathy condition. Let me look into the mind of the killers we were after.
So, drug me up, plant a bunch of evidence, and- viola. I clearly didn't know what I'd been doing all that time. I got too close. I 'lost' myself.
[ That last part is said very flat and sarcastically. He's still a little bitter about how that all went down. ]
Or at least that's how the journalists framed it.
Well. It's a long story, but I get the feeling that you like those. But the basic gist of it was that people kept getting murdered in ways that mimicked the cases I was working on for the FBI. They called them the Copycat Killings.
And to ruin the mystery- it was the therapist that had been working with me the whole time, a prolific serial killer that had been named the Chesapeake Ripper. He was supposed to keep me steady, since I have a- [ He looks to the side. ] It's an empathy condition. Let me look into the mind of the killers we were after.
So, drug me up, plant a bunch of evidence, and- viola. I clearly didn't know what I'd been doing all that time. I got too close. I 'lost' myself.
[ That last part is said very flat and sarcastically. He's still a little bitter about how that all went down. ]
Or at least that's how the journalists framed it.
Edited 2023-02-20 00:57 (UTC)
It's Ulla. I hope you're alright, after that breach. I just wanted to let you know that I did reach out to your new warden, as we discussed.
Please let me know if there's anything you need while you recover.
Please let me know if there's anything you need while you recover.
Oh. Yeah, I-
Uhm. Har- no. Malcolm. If he's okay, can you- [ cough ] have him come by?
Uhm. Har- no. Malcolm. If he's okay, can you- [ cough ] have him come by?
Hey, man. So, uh, normally I'd go the whole nine yards to seem cool and approachable and shit, but I heard you had a rough time during the breach - don't blame you - and I don't think the introduction I usually give is going to help much.
[ His usually is incredibly dramatic, but reeling himself in seems like the better choice here. ]
So I'm just gonna say my name's Eddie, I'm your temp warden for the month. If you need or want anything, all you've gotta do is ask.
[ His usually is incredibly dramatic, but reeling himself in seems like the better choice here. ]
So I'm just gonna say my name's Eddie, I'm your temp warden for the month. If you need or want anything, all you've gotta do is ask.
Hi, Eddie. [ He sighs lightly. ] I'm...sort of recollecting myself right now, and...sick, since I died.
But if you want to do the whole intro thing later, feel free. Right now, I don't want anything but to forget the past four days. And maybe my dogs. Don't think you can help with either of those, but thanks.
But if you want to do the whole intro thing later, feel free. Right now, I don't want anything but to forget the past four days. And maybe my dogs. Don't think you can help with either of those, but thanks.
You alright?
[Sweeney never really was one for segues.]Edited (Formatting) 2023-03-19 18:11 (UTC)
[ Will almost misses it, when his communicator pings. He's glad he deigns to look. He types out names and deletes them a few times, then fumbles with the rest of the message. ]
I'm alive, and I'm not half-fungus. So I'm better off than I could be.
[ It's not much of an answer, and Harkin'd get on his case about it, so he adds: ]
Still working things out. Probably will be for a while.
You alright?
I'm alive, and I'm not half-fungus. So I'm better off than I could be.
[ It's not much of an answer, and Harkin'd get on his case about it, so he adds: ]
Still working things out. Probably will be for a while.
You alright?
[Malcolm knocks on Will's door, but doesn't wait for the answer before he's calling] Will? It's Malcolm.
[ Will is in the middle of his own mind, at the moment. Hannibal pats him lightly on the shoulder and says, "And this is where I must leave you." ]
Must you?
[ "Unfortunately. You must engage with your current therapist, if you are to unknot your mind. Your former therapist will wait." Will frowns, but Hannibal gives him an encouraging smile. And then he's out of Lecter's office and back in his cabin, wrapped in sheets. ]
Coming--
[ He scrambles off his bed and navigates the chairs to get to his front door. He's wearing a blanket as a cloak, and looks hesitant as he glances up at Malcolm. ]
Come in.
[ His expression twitches, as if he has no idea what face to show to the world. He walks to the small sitting area next to the door and flops down into one of the armchairs. ]
I- I was infected. [ That should explain, at least some of this. ] You?
Must you?
[ "Unfortunately. You must engage with your current therapist, if you are to unknot your mind. Your former therapist will wait." Will frowns, but Hannibal gives him an encouraging smile. And then he's out of Lecter's office and back in his cabin, wrapped in sheets. ]
Coming--
[ He scrambles off his bed and navigates the chairs to get to his front door. He's wearing a blanket as a cloak, and looks hesitant as he glances up at Malcolm. ]
Come in.
[ His expression twitches, as if he has no idea what face to show to the world. He walks to the small sitting area next to the door and flops down into one of the armchairs. ]
I- I was infected. [ That should explain, at least some of this. ] You?
[ Unfortunately for Will, you can't really hole up in your room 24/7 when you have a dog to walk. And double unfortunately for Will, as he's out walking the dog, he's spotted by Dimitri, who's obviously death-tolling (pale, slightly wobbly, doesn't look so hot) and is headed back to his room.
As Dimitri looks at Will, he can't help but snarl. ]
You.
[ And then he walks towards the man, obviously intent on blood, very much looking like he's ready to fight. ]
As Dimitri looks at Will, he can't help but snarl. ]
You.
[ And then he walks towards the man, obviously intent on blood, very much looking like he's ready to fight. ]
[ Oh, hey. This is probably not the best situation ever. He was sort of hoping the guy he murdered would be less high-strung on the ship, but he can't say he really expected anything else. Will bends down to Winston, makes a couple of 'chz' sounds and points down the hall. Winston wags his tail and runs that direction, away from Dimitri.
That gives Will just enough time to stand back up and face Dimitri with a fairly blank stare. He's death-tolling, too, looking pale and sweaty. The way his eyebrows knit together indicates that he has a pretty significant headache. But it's almost back to his normal amount of ill-looking, so maybe he's doing a little better? ]
Dimitri? Is that your name here, too?
That gives Will just enough time to stand back up and face Dimitri with a fairly blank stare. He's death-tolling, too, looking pale and sweaty. The way his eyebrows knit together indicates that he has a pretty significant headache. But it's almost back to his normal amount of ill-looking, so maybe he's doing a little better? ]
Dimitri? Is that your name here, too?
[ 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.
Uh...
Yeah. I think so. [ He does not sound sure. ]
Did something happen?
Yeah. I think so. [ He does not sound sure. ]
Did something happen?
You intrigue me. The way you see things is different. You make me want to tell you things I have never told anyone.
[Their beads click as they rest their hands on their desk.]
You remind me of someone. I want to learn more about you.
Edited 2023-04-24 02:08 (UTC)
[ Hmm. Interesting. Well, he'd wanted to learn more about Avalon, himself. ]
Yeah? Who do I remind you of?
Yeah? Who do I remind you of?
[This form is unlike anything Avalon has ever used before. They let their antlers scrape the ceiling as they stalk down the Level 6 hallway. As they pass Will’s door, they make note of where his cabin is, but do nothing else for now. Their other ideas can wait.]
[ In his cabin, Will stops reading for a moment and goes entirely still. He listens to sounds that are all too familiar. He feels a pang of concern, but it fades as the sound does.
Letting a sigh escape him, he returns to his reading. ]
Letting a sigh escape him, he returns to his reading. ]
[ Will looks up at the knock, away from the lure he'd been working on as a way to settle his mind. His heart leaps in his chest, but- well, this happens sometimes. And it hasn't been that long since he saw Ilde's post. His strong association of her with Abigail is not a mystery.
Why she'd be here, though, is. He swallows as he stands. ]
Yeah, I'm here. Hang on-
[ He holds his breath as he opens the door. ]
Why she'd be here, though, is. He swallows as he stands. ]
Yeah, I'm here. Hang on-
[ He holds his breath as he opens the door. ]
[Avalon stands in front of Will’s door, the Wendigo’s claws in place of their own hands.]
This needs to end.
[But Will could be the key to learning why they lost a bead. Even without the Rift, he feels exactly the same as the friend. He could be the answer they have been wanting.
They rake their claws down his door.]
Be done with this now, [they whisper as they force themself to walk away. Soon. They will finish this soon.]
[ Will frowns at the marks when he sees them, but then closes his eyes and just pushes open the door. He knew that last hallucination wasn't going to be the last- they hit like shockwaves.
Still, when he looks in the morning and the marks are still there, his eyes narrow. He puts his hand over it, feels the change in texture of the wood. He brings out a small screwdriver and chips off shavings and brings them into his desk. He separates them into pieces, he wets them down. They're real.
And when he's done with that, he retrieves one of the two switchblades he has. He opens it, sharpens it a little with a stone, then flicks it shut and puts it in his pocket.
He can be the lure again. That's fine. He will take care of this himself. ]
Still, when he looks in the morning and the marks are still there, his eyes narrow. He puts his hand over it, feels the change in texture of the wood. He brings out a small screwdriver and chips off shavings and brings them into his desk. He separates them into pieces, he wets them down. They're real.
And when he's done with that, he retrieves one of the two switchblades he has. He opens it, sharpens it a little with a stone, then flicks it shut and puts it in his pocket.
He can be the lure again. That's fine. He will take care of this himself. ]
Well, hello to you, too.
Uh...I mean, I've talked briefly with Kiryu and more extensively with Sheehan. Sheehan in particular got a nasty memory from me this last flood. Why do you ask?
Uh...I mean, I've talked briefly with Kiryu and more extensively with Sheehan. Sheehan in particular got a nasty memory from me this last flood. Why do you ask?
[Shortly after this:]
Hey, Will. Sameen got herself into some trouble and asked me to make sure you were all right until she's back on her feet. So if you need anything, you can let me know.
[He's not intentionally trying to be vague, just tactful?]
Honestly, I had been meaning to ask if you wanted to do a little spelunking, anyway - I hope you can believe me. I like spending time with you.
Hey, Will. Sameen got herself into some trouble and asked me to make sure you were all right until she's back on her feet. So if you need anything, you can let me know.
[He's not intentionally trying to be vague, just tactful?]
Honestly, I had been meaning to ask if you wanted to do a little spelunking, anyway - I hope you can believe me. I like spending time with you.
[ It doesn't take a lot of thinking to figure out what had happened. He's frowning a bit- right up until that last bit. That makes him snort in amusement. ]
I believe you, Steve. That's...really, that's not a problem.
All right, let's head out for a bit, if there's nothing else to be done for Shaw. Probably better to have something to distract us than just sitting around waiting for her to come back to life, anyway. Let's not go too deep, though, if you're all right with that.
[ He doesn't want to meet the same fate as Sheehan and Shaw. ]
Meet you on the deck?
I believe you, Steve. That's...really, that's not a problem.
All right, let's head out for a bit, if there's nothing else to be done for Shaw. Probably better to have something to distract us than just sitting around waiting for her to come back to life, anyway. Let's not go too deep, though, if you're all right with that.
[ He doesn't want to meet the same fate as Sheehan and Shaw. ]
Meet you on the deck?
All right. Be there in five.
[ He's at a good stopping point, and he's not going to ask. He'll appear near the greenhouse in the time it takes him to get up there on deck. ]
[ He's at a good stopping point, and he's not going to ask. He'll appear near the greenhouse in the time it takes him to get up there on deck. ]
Not that I know of. I'm pretty sure they were only capable of reading my mind, not manipulating it. But I could be wrong on that front. Trying to understand them is like speaking to a mobius strip.
Which inma- oh, Neal? Damn.
Which inma- oh, Neal? Damn.
[Malcolm sounds almost breathless as he comes on the line, a broad, excited smile on his face.]
Will, do you want to go sailing? Like. Not at the marina with Muffy and Binxter or anything, but on a real Victorian sailing vessel on the high seas! My friend Francis was a sea captain in his world and he said he'd take me for a trip on his ship in the Enclosure and he said I could bring someone if I want.
Will, do you want to go sailing? Like. Not at the marina with Muffy and Binxter or anything, but on a real Victorian sailing vessel on the high seas! My friend Francis was a sea captain in his world and he said he'd take me for a trip on his ship in the Enclosure and he said I could bring someone if I want.
[ Since it's video, Malcolm will see Will stifle a chuckle when the words "Muffy and Binxter" comes up. But Malcolm looks so excited, that Will's smiling rather than smirking by the end of the offer. ]
I haven't been on a real boat in ages, much less a Victorian sailing vessel. Count me in.
I haven't been on a real boat in ages, much less a Victorian sailing vessel. Count me in.
[Hi, Will! Here comes your warden, using her item to track you down while you're out on deck.]
Hey. Let's do a debrief on your crime scene thing. How'd it go? Resounding success?
[She'd been there for the whole thing, of course, but like hell she has any idea what a resounding success for a fake crime scene investigation looks like.]
Hey. Let's do a debrief on your crime scene thing. How'd it go? Resounding success?
[She'd been there for the whole thing, of course, but like hell she has any idea what a resounding success for a fake crime scene investigation looks like.]
[ Will is a little quicker to smile lately, even around Shaw. He gives her a brief one, then looks thoughtful. ]
Resounding success, yes. At least as far as I'm concerned. Malcolm had a good time, other people didn't seem to mind, and you seem like you're doing all right. I think.
[ She is always a little harder to read than most, and he knows he's biased in favor of the whole thing. ]
You have any thoughts on it?
Resounding success, yes. At least as far as I'm concerned. Malcolm had a good time, other people didn't seem to mind, and you seem like you're doing all right. I think.
[ She is always a little harder to read than most, and he knows he's biased in favor of the whole thing. ]
You have any thoughts on it?
After Neal’s return, the art class and his first two counselling sessions.
abrightboy
2023-05-31 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Will has no doubt sensed the disquiet in Malcolm since Neal’s return and the way he iced them out in art class. He thought he could handle it, though. He thought he had the tools to get through to his inmate if he kept at it, so he didn’t talk about their work. But he doesn’t have the tools.
When Malcolm knocks at Will’s door, it’s late. Later than usual. He’d been in the library finding a good resource and left it for Neal and walked around thinking about what happened, how it all went so badly wrong, how it crashed and burned all over him.
Before Will even gets to the door, he shouts “Will? It’s Malcolm! Can I come in?”
Will can probably sense more than disquiet now, without even opening the door.
When Malcolm knocks at Will’s door, it’s late. Later than usual. He’d been in the library finding a good resource and left it for Neal and walked around thinking about what happened, how it all went so badly wrong, how it crashed and burned all over him.
Before Will even gets to the door, he shouts “Will? It’s Malcolm! Can I come in?”
Will can probably sense more than disquiet now, without even opening the door.
Re: After Neal’s return, the art class and his first two counselling sessions.
empathicfault
2023-05-31 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Instead of sleeping, Will had been messing with another lure. He could feel the tension that Malcolm was dealing with. And he had his own concerns as well, now that things have been so good for far too long. It doesn't bode well for his own sleep.
He doesn't jump when the door knocks and the dogs both spring up, but it's a close thing. He's gotten good at staying his reactions if there's something sharp in his hands. He sets the lure down and gets up...and Malcolm shouts. Wills' response is to rush a little faster to the door.
As soon as he opens it, he's looking over Malcolm with worried eyes. Winston and Jet 'mob' him, Jet trying to lick Malcolm's fingers. "What do you need?" Will asks, plainly.
He doesn't jump when the door knocks and the dogs both spring up, but it's a close thing. He's gotten good at staying his reactions if there's something sharp in his hands. He sets the lure down and gets up...and Malcolm shouts. Wills' response is to rush a little faster to the door.
As soon as he opens it, he's looking over Malcolm with worried eyes. Winston and Jet 'mob' him, Jet trying to lick Malcolm's fingers. "What do you need?" Will asks, plainly.
[ It takes a couple moments for Will's end to click on. Once it does, there's the sound of distant gunshots and screeching. He had the misfortune of being on the Deck when the bats and vines started to appear.
Will's voice, when he speaks, is low and close. ]
Not particularly. But I'm not hurt. Where are you?
Will's voice, when he speaks, is low and close. ]
Not particularly. But I'm not hurt. Where are you?
Um, hey. That fencing guy. Gaius. He told me Shaw asked him to contact me about getting healed by him any time I get hurt and... Well, he wouldn't tell me who else Shaw put on that list, but there's no way she'd ask for it for me and not you unless it was... bad. Has he approached you about it?
Actually, she had me go talk to him. After consideration and probably too many questions, I've accepted the offer.
I didn't know she'd asked about you, too. You sound like you're thinking about it.
I didn't know she'd asked about you, too. You sound like you're thinking about it.
Raylan? Sure. Malcolm asked Lestat about Neal, got insulted and his throat punctured for the trouble.
I'm at the infirmary right now, and Shaw is watching me like a hawk, in case you are also worried I'm going to do something about it.
I'm at the infirmary right now, and Shaw is watching me like a hawk, in case you are also worried I'm going to do something about it.
I came out of this better than most, which seems to be a trend with me.
How about you? You okay? You're going to be the Tattooed Lady for a while.
How about you? You okay? You're going to be the Tattooed Lady for a while.
[Shaw sends over a photo of Reid's meeting invitation.]
This is the most pretentious thing I've ever seen. If he's going to be this up his own ass the entire time, maybe you're lucky you're missing it.
This is the most pretentious thing I've ever seen. If he's going to be this up his own ass the entire time, maybe you're lucky you're missing it.
He's from Victorian times, isn't he? Everything was far more formal then.
Although those are almost as fancy as Hannibal's dinner invitations, so maybe you have a point there.
Although those are almost as fancy as Hannibal's dinner invitations, so maybe you have a point there.
I did. Although I didn't expect you to livestream it. I would've been fine with an audio recording.
How'd the rest of it go?
How'd the rest of it go?
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