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Post by Dr. Fell on Aug 25, 2007 13:15:02 GMT -5
*Hannibal's smile widened.*
"You are always welcome to my time, Doctor. I have oodles."
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Post by Jonathan Crane on Aug 25, 2007 13:17:05 GMT -5
*When Crane stepped out of the Prison, he turned to the guards*
"Well, this one's not faking."
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Post by Dr. Fell on Aug 25, 2007 13:19:47 GMT -5
*Hannibal nodded privately. Yes, this was much better. He sat back on his bunk and picked up his copy of Nosferatu: Everything You Need to Know that he had ordered through interlibrary loan.*
Interesting...very interesting....
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Post by Maria on Sept 18, 2007 7:27:55 GMT -5
**ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER PLOT**
*Sarah had heard about the prison, and at first had wondered if the Sueniverse had either something suitably wangsty (the Bastille) or a normal modern prison. She was surprised that it had wound up being somewhere in an odd middle ground.
She was still buoyant from meeting House, so she greeted those at the foyer with a bit of a bounce in her step*
"Hello. I heard that one could do some charity work here."
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Post by Dr. Fell on Sept 18, 2007 7:33:34 GMT -5
*The man behind the desk looked up at her with a smile and offered her some paperwork to fill out.*
"It'll be nice to have an extra set of hands around here. Nothin' exciting though. Just serving meals and changing linens I'm afraid. That be alright?"
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Post by Maria on Sept 18, 2007 10:00:10 GMT -5
*She gave him a warm smile back as she took the papers*
"Oh, that's not a problem. I used to volunteer at a hospital. I've done that before."
*She searched out the nearest chair to sit down in, and filled out the papers, humming as she did so. It was weird, if she thought about it, to be in these kind of spirits in such a dreary place as a prison. Ah, well.
After making sure she hadn't missing anything, Sarah brought the forms back to the man at the desk*
"There you go."
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Post by Dr. Fell on Sept 18, 2007 19:24:15 GMT -5
"Thank you, Miss. And just remember to stay away from the bars and you should do fine."
*He smiled warmly and showed her to another fellow that got her uniformed and gave her a wheeled cart for delivering meals. He lead her to a long corridor. He gave her a smile and a nudge.*
"You'll do fine. Just slide it through the trap and step back. They shouldn't give you no trouble. If you have any problems, there's a guard at the end of the hall. Just shout and he'll help."
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Post by Maria on Sept 18, 2007 19:33:10 GMT -5
"Thanks. I'll definitely remember to watch where I stand."
*Still smiling, she slowly began to make her way down the corridor, carefully following the man's advice as she went. For the most part, she was left alone, although some of the inmates did throw lewd comments at her.
Surprisingly, nothing worse than what usually came out of Dr. House's mouth*
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Post by Dr. Fell on Sept 18, 2007 19:38:55 GMT -5
*As was par for his evenings, Hannibal had been reading and stood politely as dinner was served, waiting patiently. He wondered silently if Crane was ever going to get him transfered out of this God-forsaken place. He'd had to mutter two cellmates to death just to get some sleep.*
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Post by Irene on Sept 18, 2007 19:40:15 GMT -5
((Oh, forgot...let the transferal begin!))
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Post by Brandi on Sept 18, 2007 19:43:35 GMT -5
((Do you just want me to bring him back to a cell in the infirmary after this scene?))
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Post by Irene on Sept 18, 2007 19:44:19 GMT -5
((Sure. Sorry about that.))
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Post by Maria on Sept 18, 2007 19:44:23 GMT -5
*Sarah didn't see him until the last second, and when her gaze finally DID fall on him, it took her a few seconds to process just who it was she was looking at. When it clicked, it took all of her willpower not to react in any way that would show that she knew something.*
Oh my god...Hannibal...
*Unfortunately, she wasn't as good at mastering her emotions as she thought, and all the color drained from her face*
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Post by Dr. Fell on Sept 18, 2007 19:47:11 GMT -5
*Hannibal sighed slightly.*
She must be new.
"Are you quite all right, Miss?"
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Post by Maria on Sept 18, 2007 19:53:12 GMT -5
*She stuttered for a moment, cursed herself for an idiot, and tried again. Through a supreme effort of will, she managed to keep any shakiness from creeping into her voice. Well, most of it*
"I-I'm fine, sir. I just..."
Just what? Don't be lame like you normally are. He's BEHIND BARS.
*She coughed*
"You, er, reminded me of someone, that's all."
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