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"You sir, have problems. And that is a lot coming from me."

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nafaei
"You sir, have problems. And that is a lot coming from me."

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A perch up high with unfurled wings would have been better then on the ground, where the face of a stranger could not have been more intimidating. "What do you want?" Sam asked, though not coldly.
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Over the years Faldron had become accustomed to the smell of death. He has a nose for it, and for murder in particular.
This man reeked of it. Not that the Dunmer found that wholly unpleasant, of course, because there's always something less pleasant than death but people don't smell of corpses without spending a little too much time among them.
Anyway, that was the first thing he noticed. The second thing was the beating of his heart, and the warm glow he saw even through his dark clothes, and the similar glow from this... this man.
Oh.
Well, that's something isn't it? he thought and it was difficult to concentrate on anything but the terrifying redness. What did it mean? Did it have to mean something?
Could he nip this problem in the bud, should he even try when this man smells of death?
It was hard to concentrate with all those questions in his mind, questions and this seemingly-ordinary-but-not man with his terrible, dark, dangerous eyes so beautiful they could only belong to him.
Well, shit.
"What are you doing?"
My muse has sneaked into your muse’s house and has just accidentally broken something, waking your muse up.
[ Will turned around sharply, not glancing at the broken photo on the ground. He hadn’t realized that he was here, in Dr. Lecter’s house. The last thing he remembered was going to bed in his own home. He stood there, looking around for a moment before he met Hannibal’s eyes with his confused and broken ones. ]
”I’m not sure.”

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What can I do for you, doctor?