Event: Consolidation Theory, Part Four and Five

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Characters: red-marked characters and their new friends
Location: ???
Date: Morning 354, Morning and Day 355
Summary: A quiet morning and a confusing morning, or maybe they're both, or maybe they're neither.
Warnings: gore, psychological horror, warn for specifics in the subject lines

Part Four OOC Post
Part Five OOC Post

Comments

cw: Hannibal canon.

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

Fits with what I experienced. [ Will shared, still with his face against Hannibal's throat. ]

In many ways, they were more violent towards each other than they were to me. Some of what they did was horrific, but was done almost ... [ he paused and considered how to explain it. ]

When they were stuffing the blood and soap soaked tissue down my throat, it was almost like they were trying to feed me.

cw: Hannibal canon.

[tablewithoutpity]

For me, it was mold. But the intent seemed to be the same.

[His voice was quiet and calm, but Will could well imagine how having rancid mold shoved into Hannibal's mouth (and nose, and eyes) would have affected the older man, considering his heightened senses.]

cw: Hannibal canon.

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

[ Yes, he could indeed. Not just those heightened senses being abuse, but flashes back to the past; the rooms in his memory palace that were on lock down. The places he couldn't go.

Leaning back slightly, Will reached up and gently cradled Hannibal's face between his bandaged hands. ]

Whatever is happening in this place, it needs to end. It needs to end and we will end it, Hannibal. I promise you that.

[ Will was no longer disposed to retain any mercy for Miller. ]

cw: Hannibal canon.

[tablewithoutpity]

[His freedom, his senses, his mind violated, all these things that were so important to Hannibal. Add to that the torture they had put Will through? He was never one for mercy, but in this case he would be inclined toward slow cruelty.

He leaned forward, resting his forehead on Will's, closing his eyes.]

Yes. Yes we shall.

cw: Hannibal canon.

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

[ For a moment we'll just stood there and soaked in the feel of Hannibal's forehead against his own. It it was a comfort that he realized he had been searching for and he wasn't inclined to give it up quickly.

With his forehead still against Hannibal's,  and his hands still cradling his lover's face Will took a deep breath and inquired softly. ]

Have you seen anyone else here?

I've been checking on some of the cells.  Those of us without red lines appear to be able to move freely within the cell block, but those with red lines are still held in their cells by some sort of unseen barrier. 

cw: Hannibal canon.

[tablewithoutpity]

[Will's presence and closeness was a balm to Hannibal's soul as well, and he was inclined to maintain it a little longer. So when Will asked his question he remained still as he answered.]

I must admit I have not been out of this cell.

[He had not been in any condition to explore when Will found him.]

cw: Hannibal canon.

[ex_this_ismydesign36]

[ It was probably for the best that Hannibal hadn't walked out and encountered anyone while the church was at risk of crumbling. Moving to rest his hands against Hannibal's shoulders, Will took a deep breath and gathered himself. ]

Watson could use your help. [ He said quietly. ] I did what I could for him, I even talked briefly to Sherlock, but I think he needs more support that what I could offer.

[ And while Sherlock was ... Sherlock, he was ... Sherlock ]