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blackrockkchronicles · 2 years

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Hannibal AU excerpt

"Don't tap the glass, do not approach the glass, only pass him soft paper, no pens, no pencils, no staples-"

Sounds huffed as she walked to the farthest cell, accompanied by the orderly. How dangerous could this guy be, if he'd been locked in here this whole time?

"All items passed to him must be through the food slot. Do not accept anything he gives you."

The man in the next to furthest cell was raving, but she tried to filter out his comments on her body, on... she wasn't even going to dwell. That was just disgusting.

Dr. Hector's cell, at the end of the hall, sat opposing only a closet and bare wall. Unlike the other cells, all metal bars, his featured a reinforced glass with extra chain linking just outside, even before the always present iron of the 'hospital' cells.

Lalnable Hector was sat in his cot, leaning against the wall as he fingered through a dated copy of Vogue, balanced against his knee, holding the top of the magazine with his right hand and lazily flipping through the pages with his left. His eyes were covered by his hair.

Kimberly Sounds stopped a short distance from the outermost bars, clutching her papers to her chest.

"Doctor Hector." Her voice sounded fine to her.

He looked up from his reading. For a steep second Sounds swore his gaze hummed, but it was just her heart beating in her ears. She coughed and gathered herself.

"Doctor, my name is Kimberly Sounds. Can I talk with you?"

Dr. Hector considered, fingers pressed against his lips while a thin smile crept up the sides of his face. With a painful pause, he set down the magazine and rose, hands settling behind him as he stood. He stepped forward and stopped just before the glass. As if he'd chosen to put it there, as if he'd kept walking if it suited him.

Hector was a tall but shockingly thin man, as if he'd consisted on naught but air all the time he'd been caged. And yet, there was still a wirey strength in him not unlike the one Sounds herself possessed.

"Good morning," he said quietly, voice cracking slightly from disuse. It was disturbingly normal, compared to the raving in the next cells. His pale eyes caught the light in a horrific reflection of red like a racoon at dark. Sounds found herself studied within them, captured.

She stepped a bit closer to the bars, still well outside his range should he somehow break through the chain and glass. Each moment she considered that he probably could and only hadn't yet because it suited him better not to.

"Doctor, we have a tough problem in psychological profiling. I want to ask for your help."

"May I see your credentials?"

".. What?"

"Your credentials."

Sounds looked back at the orderly and then to Hector, and held up her ID card.

"I'm short sighted, if you haven't read, and they won't allow me my glasses. Closer, please."

She stepped closer, and again, until she was practically to the glass and he was suddenly larger than life.

"... They're sending trainees now? To me? Oh, they must be desperate."

"I'm- Still in training at the academy- But this isn't about the NCA. This is psychology, you decide if I'm qualified enough for that."

Hector tilted his head, hair falling across his face. One eye still bored into Sounds.

"Orderly, that's a bit rude of you. Be polite and get Officer Sounds a chair."

#based off my skimming of the book scene #im not maintagging this #hannibal au #the wtiting in this scene thoigh why was hannibal reading vouge!!! its funny and makes sense for lalnable but hannibal???#yes im stealinh movie details also the movie. is better sometimes #yes i skippsd dialouge I havsnt figured out who everyone is yet #idk who would be crawford or graham yet so. working on that part. or chilton. chiltons giving me the biggest trouble #ignore the typos

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