Graham Comma Will (6ismynew5) wrote in chaosunraveled, @ 2008-05-22 22:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | finished thread, henry, rating: pg-13, setting: asgard, setting: room 303 within asgard, will |
Pain doesn't matter if you're dead or drunk.
Who: Henry and Will (finished)
Where: Room 303
When: After L's rescue
Rating:PG-13, subject to change.
Warnings: Drunkeness, language, mentions of violence, things like that
Summary: Henry goes to the resident alkie's for a drink
Will let out a slow, measued breath as he pushed away from his desk. The thoughts in his head burned in his stomach and the voice of Hannibal Lecter mocked him from across galaxies. Lecter was always there, just under the surface. Will always heard his voice, sometimes it was just harder to hear. He could hardly begin to wrap his mind around the fact that he'd been there when it was happening, when this man was being rescued. How much does this man know about you? D'ja ever think that this is for the better?
Will jerked a bit. That thought had come from nowhere. What did it even mean? When ever he heard Lecter in his head, Will knew what it meant. Everything he didn't want to admit to himself.
That's right, Will, get thinking, try to figure out an answer. Try this one: what angers you more? The fact that you were impotent to help, or that you're again the third wheel?
The splintering wood woke him up and Will looked at it in surprise. The ache in his hand began slow as he looked curiously at the remote he'd found. He wondered if he should show Henry.
(OOC: this as good as the html is going to get while i'm typing one-handed.)