[One corner of his mouth quirked up.] My current thoughts, since he or she is not a patient and probably never will be ... can be made public. Right now, he or she strikes me as a sado-narcissist. Clearly he or she is enamored with their own self-identity as the Gamemaster. They thrive on creating drama, but not being the negative center of it. In fact, they resent it being pointed out that people are not enjoying his or her app.
I lack the required hacking skills it would take -- but if given the right information ... I know enough to dismantle him and his sadistic fantasies from the very core.
Why, do you have some idea of where I can find this disturbed individual?
[ “Hacking”; thank goodness this is audio only, so Hannibal won’t have to see the briefly pained look that crosses his face. “Brute force incursion”, though more accurate, just doesn’t have the same kind of snap to it. ]
That just so happens to be my area of expertise. Gonna need a little time though, Huntr’s locked down tighter than Fort Knox.
[Hannibal let out a long sigh, before he spoke once more.]
I did not think it would be easy - but I do have a long history of assisting the FBI with finding people with these sorts of personality disorders. I can offer you my services, and the services of some good friends of mine. We should be able to get you closer by sharing what we know about this sort of mental illness - not to mention being able to track this person down afterwards.
[ How many dinners have passed at this point? Probably a few, but not that often. As people disappeared, or were released, and everything moving around on Hannibal's end, it might have been a good bit of time since they last hung around one another. Judar certainly seemed to distance himself whenever people started to disappear, waiting and making sure no one else was about to pull the same thing in the span of a couple of days. It was easier to just work, or float around, where change didn't matter all that much.
Yet for as much as he'd avoid talking about it, or other personal subjects, the young man was prone to chronic loneliness. It was simply very clear that someone had purposefully raised the magi into expressing that in a manner that would have the opposite intended effect, even if it's something he'd been working on. Magic, interesting projects and (loosely) political stuff? As easy to talk about as sex. Vulnerability or trying to ask for things that're more than part of an evening? Almost as difficult as it is to know what he really wants or likes (past certain foods and shallow stuff like that.)
Judar's been trying to push himself into doing things that are healthy and normal for people, but completely different territory. Hence sending off a message while on break, after probably being off doing his 'own thing' the past couple weeks. ]
Hey, Hann.
[ He does not know how to go about this. Small talk first? Catch up? He's ill practiced at that stuff, too. This message is definitely being sent with the idea that it won't be reached for a little while, just for knowing the way schedules can conflict with one another. ]
How busy has your schedule been looking lately? I'd offer to pick up the bill for whatever we do next time, but that's... Gonna be a bit harder to pull off. Things're just getting so boring... Uh, anyway, lemme know whenever.
[ Being ready to pick up the bill wasn't unusual. However Judar's definitely not doing this out of boredom. Given circumstances, though, maybe it'd count enough for an appropriate and forgivable enough lie. He might do a few of those for a little while. ]
[Hannibal's smile is just a curl of one lip, before he responds.]
Intimately. We were friends for many years. If you are looking for a true profiler -- you could not do better than Will. He has a gift for this sort of thing.
[Hannibal had been busy with other matters - clients. Mourning the loss of Abigail. Hunting down the charlatan EROS. Judar and he had made several interesting connections over the months, and Hannibal always found Judar's mannerisms ... less than boring.
Entertaining enough that he did not kill the young man and eat him for his cheek. After all, Judar never reached out unless there was something troubling him. Hannibal had to wonder what it was. He also had to wonder if he could prod it into some interesting foreplay.]
Judar, if I have told you once, I have told you a thousand times. Do not call me 'Hann'.
That will earn you a proper spanking when next we meet -- and it seems like that time shall be soon. I can make time for you tomorrow evening, and I shall be delighted to pick up the check. Has something happened with your employment?
[ Maybe Judar picked up when he was stretching his luck, or relying on that charm for it to not get too serious. Though charm was a thing that teetered between entertaining and something genuine.
Ah, but isn't text its own kind of punishment, Hann? Talking into the devices were far easier for someone that was raised in the equivalent of ancient times. Funnily enough, he doesn't fight the subject of spanking. Any attention is better than none, perhaps? ]
I'm still thinking of a better nickname. Give suggestions if you hate it so much...
Even if something happened with that, my clone makes money as easily and more steadily than that.
[ Ugh, you're putting him in a position where he has to write it. Except he's still going to avoid the actual words themselves. ]
I don't have my extended permissions as a Sub anymore.
[Judar did have an excellent sense of self preservation. The charm itself was fascinating to behold - as Judar slipped his way in and out of Hannibal's bed with a wink.
It is, and Hannibal enjoys doing it to Judar. Beyond that, the young man does need to learn. Sadistic pleasure aside, it was for Judar's own good.]
We could simply stick with 'Hannibal'.
I am glad to hear it -- but oh dear. That means your Dominant has disappeared, and you require a new one? I shall be glad to assist, Judar, but I am afraid I do not have room in my apartment for you. At least, not yet.
[ Ugh. Cruel, in a few ways. He didn't want to write it, and so Hannibal did it anyway. Judar was stuck reading the truth he knew but avoided making the statement about; Kouen, his Dominant, had disappeared. Even more, Judar knew what was waiting for Kouen's future, having been from the same world. Except it left him even more alone than before.
No place, but... Well, Hannibal was offering. It's not really something he'd expect from anyone. Which is probably why he was less inclined to shove it aside, despite the depravity wanting to twist and kick it all back with assumptions and manufactured hurt feelings ]
You really went and wrote all that, instead of taking the information and moving along...
[ It's actually touching, despite how prickly the magi likely was acting. ]
It's not like I need to have room or a place made for me. When you have funds like mine, it's easy to stay anywhere. It's just harder to pull when you prefer the Up.
Anyway, where are you thinking of for tomorrow?
text; handwaving that he & pidge had dinner with hannibal a few times since we talked about it!
[ Since both Pidge and Venus had disappeared, Ren had dropped as completely off the grid; at least, as much as was possible in a place like Duplicity.
He's not sure what actually brings him back to trying to talk to anyone. Maybe it's that Hannibal is one of the only people still here that he knows now, though not as well as he would have liked. Maybe it's that he feels like he's going to go insane if he doesn't get out of his head somehow.
First things first, though. ]
Hi. I'm sorry to have disappeared so suddenly, only to just...show back up like this without warning. Things have been difficult.
[ Which was an understatement. ]
I heard you started some kind of therapy practice...Do you have any openings?
[Well if it is cruel is several ways, then Hannibal is doing his job correctly. After all, what fun would it be if Hannibal did not prod as well as Judar did? Neither one of them played the 'straight man card' very well.
As it was, he found himself more generous than normal, and smiled to himself.]
It is rude not to acknowledge a silent request for help, Judar. As it is, yes I shall be delighted.
Your choice. I would like to treat you.
Re: text; handwaving that he & pidge had dinner with hannibal a few times since we talked about it!
[It had been a few weeks since he had heard from Ren, or Pidge for that matter. Once he had confirmed that Pidge was gone, at least temporarily, he knew why he had not heard from Ren.
So it was something of a surprise to have the young man reach out to him.]
No apologies necessary, Ren. I do have a new office, if you would like an appointment. Do you need someone to talk to?
[ Neither of them did, but at least Hannibal was better at acting like it, when he wished. Judar simply didn't try most of the time, because it'd make his normal act seem even weirder. Someone would think he was sick if he tried playing that card. ]
Wherever it is, you'd be eating more than me, so shouldn't you be choosing?
[ That's because, aside from peaches, Judar eats less than most people, though he'd readily drink more. Also he's always had trouble with making those kinds of choices. He didn't have a particularly favorite food, so having a restaurant or other place that he liked was even harder. So perhaps it was a bit of a cop out to think of previous places they've been. ]
Should we go with that grill? They had some good drinks to go with everything.
[Well, yes, Hannibal simply had more practice and inclination. After all, that usually worked better in his line of manipulation and capitulation anyways.]
The grill would be perfect. I like their selection and I believe they have enough beverages to interest you.
[ Meanwhile, Judar wasn't very good at manipulating. There was something more in his nature, for as twisted as it was, for provoking and boosting some kind of growth. For whatever interpretation that could be taken as, even if the original intention was in creating kings. ]
Yeah, they do. I mean, I like their food, too...
[ He just filled up that quickly. Stop compensating and supplementing most of your health needs with magic, Judar. This is why you're as lean as you are. ]
[Hannibal's gaze narrowed thoughtfully at the message. Clearly this was bothering Judar, asking silently for help and then having it called out. One corner of his mouth twitched upwards.]
[ Aspen would also call Judar out on what he was silently saying, beneath the things he was saying. Judar got equally prickly or stubborn towards him. Not that... It was something that was going to happen anymore. ]
As early as 5, as late as 8, depending on how busy it gets. If no one seems interested in me, I'll just head out on one of the earlier hours.
But if you want to meet up at 6 or 7 I can easily decide to leave in time for that.
[ Judar probably doesn't even realize how he's doing that to seem as available for Hannibal's convenience, to prevent the plans from being dismissed. ]
It is true. We have a unique view on one another's personal foibles. I shall be pleased to speak with you, professionally. What time works best for you?
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