Who: Francis and Riddick What: Scrapbooking When: Recently Where: Francis's house Warnings: Medium/high for discussions of violence Status: Incomplete, closed
Francis hadn't thought that getting gifts from your dreams was real. That is, until now. A few days ago he'd woken up to a large book on his work table and had been horribly distracted all day at work until he'd returned home to be able to look at it.
It was clear that this was the book he'd seen himself working on, in his dreams. All the articles he'd put together. About himself, about Hannibal and Will. Everything.
At first he'd thought of mentioning it to Vanessa, but he'd panicked at the last minute, not wanting to frighten her off just yet.
But Riddick. Riddick deserved to see this. So he'd sent him a message and asked him to come around some evening, that there was something he should see.