sookiescookies (sookiescookies) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2013-12-30 21:07:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, ~sookie stackhouse |
Who: Hannibal and Sook
Where: Hannibal's place
What: Discussing things
When: Tuesday 31st December
Rating: High... SKY high - warnings for everything.
Open: No
Status: ongoing
Sook didn't know what to expect as she left the house she shared with her friends. Maybe she should have made more or less of an effort with her appearance but she had spent a lot of time on looking good, knowing that Hannibal prided himself on his perfect appearances. She was half scared of him still, half intrigued by what went on in his brain. Mostly she just wanted to keep the people on this island safe from his tendencies. She knew, just knew in her bones that there was something inside him that could be good. He could have left her to be raped and murdered, left her to die in a gutter but he hadn't. He just hadn't.
She knew their relationship was weird. Sookie wanted nothing more than to curl up in his arms when she was at her lowest, her loneliest and then sometimes he pushed just too far and made her want to push back. She had blood on her hands, a lot of it too. Mostly... she just wanted a taste of danger and part of her knew that.
Dressed in her favourite pale teal tea dress and court shoes, Sook rang Hannibal's doorbell and waited for what the day would bring.