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Erik (i_haunt) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2013-08-10 00:22:00

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erik, hannibal lecter, zz:status complete

Repair (Hannibal)
(Backdated to this night)

The hanging clock read 7:39. Erik finally rose from his desk chair and eased his way toward the door. With the help of his assistant, they'd managed to call everyone to cancel the evening's work schedule. Tomorrow, he was sure the City would mend the damage done to his precious Opera House, and practice and work would go on as usual. He would not allow the season to be set back yet again. It had suffered too many delays already.

Fortunately, the Hulk's destruction had not harmed any of the ones who worked here, although some of those with more delicate constitutions who had been within the Opera House walls were shaken. He was uncertain he could say that the sets and props were undamaged, however. He needed to see for himself.

Gritting his teeth, he moved carefully down the evening-lit hall toward the stage. Light headed, he set his gloved hand against the wall and kept it there, letting it help him walk toward his destination. There were none within the Opera House now to see his weakness. But the climb up the steps backstage was far more difficult than it should have been. He was obliged to pause half-way, his grip on the railing so tight as to bruise his palm.

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i_consume
2013-08-16 11:14 pm UTC (link)

He nodded. The wrapping of Erik's wound was done in silence. Contemplating the things that he was hearing. He couldn't know the facts of it unless he saw for himself the state of her. He wouldn't know what he would be able to do until he met this new mentality in person.

"One way or the other, Erik," Hannibal said in a tone that conveyed deep promise. "Enigma and Effie Nashton will be of no further threat to you or Christine."

It could not stand.

There was no plan as of that moment, he had no idea of what would come next. He didn't know where the girl was, and had no idea if he could find that out. And if he did, he had no idea if he would be able to get to her. But he would do his best.

"If I find anything out, I'll let you know."

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i_haunt
2013-08-17 12:55 am UTC (link)

He shifted his weight back onto his feet again and carefully slid his shirt back over his shoulders. He needed a change of clothing before he left for the manor, or risk terrifying his wife. She would like like to see him injured. There would be little helping that, but he could ease her into the knowledge if he was careful.

Gratitude pressed heavily on the man. It was an unfamiliar weight, but not necessarily unwelcome.

"Pianos," he said, but the tone carried some of his appreciation for Hannibal's intervention - all of it. And then, to forestall any possible objection, he agreed before he was asked: "And then I shall retire for the evening."

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i_consume
2013-08-17 02:29 pm UTC (link)

Hannibal wasn't going to push Erik for any thanks, that wasn't why he was going to do whatever it was that he was going to do. And he knew already that the man wasn't particularly used to having friends or having people do things for him. Hannibal wasn't going to make him more uncomfortable just because of a pair of words he didn't particularly need to hear.

He was aware of the way that Erik felt. Posture, the look in his eyes.

"Yes. Let us have a look at the pianos and see what needs to be done." Now that Erik was tended to, he discovered that he was also fairly concerned about what have may happened to the instruments that he worked with so closely.

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