#dr-abel-gideon

“Oh, alright, babe. I’ll go to the store by myself... and let the man behind the meat counter flirt with me for the good steaks.”

He kept his anger abated, trapped behind his teeth, though as if to show it was there, snarling behind the bars, he bared them for a moment before he spoke, approaching Gideon slowly. ‘We’re alone, Dr. Gideon,’ Will hummed, ‘in case you’re concerned about being overheard. Though, that’s not what you ought to be concerned about…’ He approached the door now; stopped with his face inches from the slightly open frame, to tilt his head, serpentine, around it and stare at Gideon eye-to-eye, with no protective bars between them. He could not have Dr. Gideon thinking that he had lost his mind - that would be giving the doctor ground - and if he had learned anything useful from Hannibal Lecter, it was how to cover up one’s true nature. ‘I need something from you.'

                    The question comes from the young lecter’s lips, the term friend used rather loosely. She was well aware of his place in the world, of the things he had done. Knowledge had come with age, and the breeding of her own darkness which she had yet to fully understand. Eyes focus in on Abel, her arms crossing in a casual manner just beneath her chest. Her head cocked slightly to the right. 

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“Show yourself!” she called again out into the blackness of her yard. Applesauce had alerted her to the intruder, Alana mentally patted herself on the back for adopting the dog. Maybe it wasn’t Abel Gideon, but Alana was going to be prepared no matter what. She pulled back the hammer on the gun with her thumb, and waited for a response. 

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I wish there was an Ardelia to do a post Hannibal thread with