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Post by Dr. Fell on Mar 22, 2007 19:05:04 GMT -5
*Hannibal smiled slightly, turning to his desk. Opening a drawer, he procured a bottle and two glasses as well as a covered dish. Setting the dish down, he opened the wine and poured to generous glasses, offering one to Crane. He lifted his own to him.*
“To Paris, to studies, and to appeasing one’s appetites.”
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Mar 22, 2007 19:06:57 GMT -5
*Crane smiled as he sipped the wine. The man had impepeccable taste, that much was clear.*
"And what appetites might you be hoping to fulfill?"
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Post by Dr. Fell on Mar 22, 2007 19:16:52 GMT -5
*Hannibal sipped and lowered his glass slowly.*
“The kinds that only Europe can satisfy. Beautiful architecture, fine arts, and fine dining.”
*He set his glass down and uncovered the dish. On it were several types of beautiful appetitizers.*
“Hors d'œuvre?”
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Mar 22, 2007 21:05:19 GMT -5
*Slowly, Crane picked up one of the unidentified peices of food. He examined it carefully, then smiled and turned to Hannibal*
"I don't suppose you're going to tell me what they are?"
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Post by Dr. Fell on Mar 22, 2007 22:47:21 GMT -5
*Hannibal smiled politely.*
"If I tell you, I'm afraid you won't even try it. "
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Mar 23, 2007 16:17:54 GMT -5
"In that case, perhaps I shouldn't."
*Crane politely put the food back down, the gazed out the window*
"I hope the crazies here are a bit more interesting than the Gotham ones. Psychopaths...sociopaths...if you have the kind of evil that can be diagnosed, it weakens your power."
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Post by hope on Mar 23, 2007 19:16:50 GMT -5
((Hmm, who should I send Aurora to? The deranged psychiatrist or... the other deranged psychiatrist? o.O))
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Post by Dr. Fell on Mar 23, 2007 20:04:43 GMT -5
((That’ll teach me to steal Lecter’s lines…))
*Hannibal raised his brow and nodded indifferently.*
“Very well sir. I hope you don’t mind if I indulge without you.”
*He popped one in his mouth politely.*
((And either. Or both. Sandwich o' hotness!))
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Mar 24, 2007 10:27:47 GMT -5
((To Aurora: Come to both of us! We've been planning something... To Hannibal: Crane is a bit smarter than your dinner guests. When someone tells him he wouldn't eat something if he knew what it was, he listens to them. ) *Calmly sips his wine* "This is my first time in Paris. They say that here, all the women are beautiful and all the men are insane."
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Post by hope on Mar 24, 2007 13:39:54 GMT -5
((Want me to bring her in now? Because I don't want to interrupt your...err...nice conversation... o.O))
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Post by Christine on Mar 24, 2007 19:25:58 GMT -5
((Once we're done flirting talking, we'll be willing to psychologically assault...I mean, um, treat you.))
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Post by Diana on Mar 24, 2007 20:19:38 GMT -5
((Diana needs something to do. Hopefully Lecter doesn't eat her or anything. ;D))
Carrying an armful of medical documents and a few huge textbook, Diana walked into the room thinking it to be the filing room.
"Oh!" she exclaimed, noticing her mistake.
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Post by Dr. Fell on Mar 25, 2007 21:45:30 GMT -5
((It's cool. I just got asked to use more quotes, so I was making my best effort. )) *Hannibal looked up with a hint of surprise at the entrance of the nurse. He set down his wine on the desk.* “Good evening…can I help you?”
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Post by Diana on Mar 26, 2007 10:10:42 GMT -5
Diana stared at the two men for a moment before answering. "I-um...was looking for the filing room...Seems I made a mistake," she said with a sheepish smile.
She turned to leave but turned back. "I hope you don't mind me asking but...Why is it that you two are here?" Diana asked politely, struggling with the big load in her arms.
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Post by Dr. Fell on Mar 26, 2007 10:16:28 GMT -5
*Hannibal smiled politely and moved towards her, outstretching his hands in offering to help with her things.*
“I hope that I have not complicated your filing system. It would appear that the Opera has found the need to hire some doctors that might help with the mental attitudes of certain patients.”
*He looked back to Crane with a knowing smile, then he turned back to Diana.*
“Two of them actually. I am Dr. Lecter. This is a recent associate, Dr. Crane.”
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