The town is quiet, eerily so. All animals, all chatter, all gusts of wind have come to a complete stop this morning. A tumbleweed passes by through the center of town and the rocking chair on the Sheriff's porch sways but remains silent. Everything is muted and as the door of the hotel opens, the only sensation that rings utterly true today is this:
One of your own is gone.
And now, as the rules state, it is your job to discover their fate.
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robowest2017-02-24 06:00 pm
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Because there are two bodies lying on the floor just inside the clinic. Natalie Goodman and Hannibal Lecter. Both are covered in a pretty solid amount of blood and both have some pretty nasty wounds. Hannibal has a bear trap going right through his leg and Natalie has some slides on her arm and a massive wound on the side of her head.
They're both pretty firmly unconscious. Anyone want to check what's up with that? ]
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Natalie! [And down he goes. He doesn't care about the blood? He's just going to go through checking her wounds and trying to make sure she's not still bleeding. Most importantly, he's also checking for a pulse because I 100% don't trust Eli.] Milla, check Dr. Lecter. And be careful with that trap!
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[Percy bolts towards Natalie, and Milla bolts towards Hannibal, crouching down at his side and immediately reaching out to check for a pulse]
Dr. Lecter! Can you hear me?!
[she eyes the bear trap too but doesn't reach out to touch it just yet]
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Good news: Natalie has a pulse! Yay for Natalie! She is still pretty heavily injured though.
Bad news: Hannibal Lecter is dead and you are now suuuuper fucked. ]
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Natalie's alive. [His voice is shaking just a bit. Oh gods oh gods oh gods.] We need to get her wounds treated, but...Dr. Lecter...?
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[hahahahaha]
[ha hahahahah ha. . .]
[Milla's eyes slip shut, and she lifts her hand to close Hannibal's should they still be open. respect :(]
. . . he's dead.
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She sounds and looks pretty disoriented, and she blinks up at him a few times.]
Percy? What... happened? Where are we?
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And she asks that question and he chokes on a sob before he shakes his head.]
Clinic. Um. We...need to close your wounds first and then I have a lot of questions, okay? But I don't...[He shoots Milla a look.] What are we supposed to do? [But also he's doing his best to shift Natalie without hurting her worse but to get a closer look to see what exactly, besides her hand, is still injured and actively bleeding and what-not.] The wound on her hand isn't going to close by itself, is it? [Milla please be an adult, he's not thinking clearly.]
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[she suppresses a sympathetic wince, because all of that looks painful. and without Dr. Lecter's help. . .]
Clean and wrap her wounds as best as you can. She'll need-- stitches? [that's what those things that close up injuries are, right?] But we'll have to find someone else who is capable of treating her in that manner.
I can help, but we're going to have to tell the rest of the town about Dr. Lecter.
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I'll take care of it. But please go find somebody who knows better than I do. And tell them about Dr. Lecter. [And he moves to get up and try to find bandages and disinfectant and etc. He won't stray for long before he returns and by then Milla's probably taken off.]
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He stands there for a while, staring right at her. His shoulders slump and he lets out a tiny little laugh. ]
... Oh. Of course. Of course she did.
[ And then he shakes his head and looks back at Hannibal, approaching the body with a blank expression on his face. He kneels down to reach out, placing fingers against his throat to feel for his pulse even though he knows, without a doubt, that Hannibal is dead. He continues to frown and look and look and look and after a moment, his head shakes like he's clearing a thought away and murmurs -- ]
Just as the worshiper feels close to Christ in the Eucharist, I will eat in memory of you.
[ And then he stands back up and without looking at Percy and Natalie, heads right back out the clinic, head ducked and hands tucked into his sweater. ]