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Hannibal (i_consume) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2008-04-08 20:07:00

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challenge 1, hannibal lecter, temperance brennan, zz:status complete

All work and no play (Bones - Challenge 1)
There were many things that Hannibal could do. Many types of science that he could wrap his head around. What he knew well was done with ease, the things he didn't, he could pick up simply. He had very little need for outside help.

Of course, there were some sciences that hadn't been around in 1951. Things that he still hadn't had anything to do with in these new modern times. And unfortunately for him, he didn't have the time to sit down and learn. He needed information now.

A girl had come in. She'd been in a car wreck. Badly injured. She was so badly disfigured, that they'd had to find alternative ways to determine that she was, in fact, female. As unfortunate that all was, she wasn't the problem. It's what she had with her that was causing the issue. And it was his issue, because it had been handed off to him. Like he'd know what to do with it, other than look at it. He didn't even know what sorts of tests should be run, because he didn't know what he was looking for.

It frustrated him to have this road block. But people were demanding answers, and nobody was willing to be patient. Hannibal figured that it was dead anyway, so what was another week or so of waiting while he got the books he needed and studied them? They wanted the answers now. Whatever they could get right away. So he knew that he was going to have to call in somebody else. Some kind of help.

After some inquiry through various hospital channels, he discovered a name and a number. He sat in his lab and picked up the phone. It rang four times before it was answered.

"Yes. May I speak to Temperance Brennan, please?"

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i_consume
2008-04-17 08:06 pm UTC (link)

"I think they'll have to be." Hannibal looked at the body. "I tried to tell them that the information wouldn't come to them overnight, but everybody seemed so sure that it would be an easy answer. At least now I can tell them there's a specialist working on it."

He was pleased when Brennan became agreeable to his internship. And happy to see the books that she brought out for him. It was a fairly hefty stack, but nothing so much that he would call daunting. Hannibal was eager to crack the first book and begin his new learning.

"Thank you, Doctor Brennan. I appreciate this very much. Both the internship and you examining the bones. Is there any way that I could get you to write up a cursory report about the latter? Something tangible that I can hand over to those asking the questions so they can see something really is being done?"

Hannibal could have written it out himself, but he felt they would be even happier to see her signature on it. People were funny that way. The more experts involved, the more relaxed they would get.

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i_luvbones
2008-04-17 10:07 pm UTC (link)

"Death never gives an easy answer. And bones are no exception. It is unfortunate that you work for such people." She had deadlines too, but she usually didn't have people breathing down her neck for answers. Unless you counted Booth. He was always breathing down her neck for answers. But him she could ignore.

She saw the excitement on his face when she handed him the books. It was rare for a student to be so eager. Usually when she brought out so many their faces fell. They always thought it was going to be hands on from the start. She was happy to note that Dr. Lecter was the exception.

"Of course. I shall write up the report and have it taken to the hospital as soon as I finish." She smiled. He covered all his bases, too. She could see a kindred spirit in Dr. Lecter. She nodded to him and picked up another one of the extra bones, frowning. She was going to crack this if it took the rest of her life.

She looked back up at him. "Is there anything else I can help you with, Dr. Lecter?"

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i_consume
2008-04-18 02:44 am UTC (link)

"Thank you." Hannibal nodded. "And no, that's all I think you can do for me for now, Doctor Brennan. I'll return as soon as I've finished reading these books."

He hefted the pile and let them lean against his body. Hannibal was very much looking forward to reading these. And learning much from Brennan.

"I'll just leave the backpack here, in case there's anything you may be able to glean from it."

One more nod from him and he turned, smiling quite happily, and escorted himself out of the building in the exact route that he'd been brought into it.

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