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We should talk. I met your 'daughter'.

I trust you did not hurt her.

[As he would kill his younger self within the hour. Abigail was Precious.]

Of course not.
That would be rude of me to do such a thing to someone I just met. From what I understand, this city frowns on people like me doing anything unwanted to people without that mark.

An interesting girl. The feeling is mutual, I take it?

I've also met a cellist in the gardens.

Thank you for living up to our good manners. You are quite right though - open abuses and violence must be carefully hidden or you run the risk of having your mind adjusted. Painfully.

She is brilliant - and to her I am a father.

So you have met Marlo! Is she not delightful? I could not have picked a better face Submissive.

You mean my kind has to hide it. I don't see Dominants hiding much of anything. Mmmm. I doubt I would like having anything of mine adjusted. Others tried.

I never saw us being much of parents, but if it makes you happy, she is a lovely girl.

She is brilliant. A musician and a medical student?
However did you find her in the cesspool?

Then you have not been paying close enough attention. Dominants may have more freedoms -- but even we are not allowed to get away with outright murder. Take a care. Investigate. You will find we have less power here than you think.

Let us just say that I see something in her that reminded me very much of us, at that age.

Pure chance. I went to a club when I first arrived, and we were paired together. I have not let her go since.

I have had thoughts, but the more I run the scenarios, the less it seems likely to succeed at least for me directly. For others maybe and that could be interesting. Distance might serve me better if there is fallout.

That would depend on how much of her one has seen, I suppose.

[Hannibal never could resist a poke a those above him, in control, to see how they reacted. He still wondered if his other self was being honest about his defence of Abigail.]

A wise move on your part. She plays beautifully and is quite loyal to you. Very defensive of you. Had I been caught plucking those flowers, I think she would have backed down any of whatever security or police there are here.

Distance serves us both. Patience is the great weapon few have, and we can use that to our advantage.

I have seen her for over a year now. She is unique, in her ability to survive. No matter what. So please do not make a situation awkward by trying to kill her. She might end up surprising you unpleasantly.

Marlo is the perfect partner and Submissive - at least in the daylight hours. At nighttime, I tend to make my own rules about whose bed I am in. As it stands, I am just as loyal to her as she is to me, when it comes to protecting one another.

Ah, yes, and that leads me to something. You are not to speak to Will Graham anymore. For your own safety.

Maybe.

I wonder what sort of person I become when your mind leaps to killing. I was considering more of what she would be like in bed. While I doubt she has the skills of a courtesian or ... her, it would be a way to pass the time.

Do you? Dare I ask in the event our tastes are too similar?

I don't know a Will Graham.

Trust me, it was not an easy place to come from. Perhaps you will only desire to kill those few men, but for me ... the days of three or four kills is far, far behind me.

I would rather that you did not sleep with my daughter -- but if she chooses to sleep with you? I have no control over that. Although I find shall find it ... distasteful.

If you want to sleep with Marlo, by all means. She has earned her place with me, thrice over, and she will probably be tickled to be able to compare us in the bedroom.

Let me think - tall man, Greco-Roman curls, blue eyes and beautiful Caravaggio features? Probably reads more into you than you would like? That is Will Graham.

He is mine.

Our times are different. We may be different.

[They're not.]

Unless you plan on allowing me to pass judgement on who you take into your bed, you'll have to overlook who I take into mine. I imagine you'd find me there more distasteful, and from what I understand, that is something of a requirement or impulse at times.

We began this conversation about Will Graham with you saying it was for my own good. Interesting that we should end at him being yours. I've met him once, and he didn't seem the sort to belong to anyone.

I don't think I ever described Lady Murasaki in those terms when we were together.

That is true. We may be different.

[Oh they are most definitely the same.]

I am not passing judgement. I am simply saying the fact that my younger self sleeping with my daughter is something that will make me just sit here and feel ... off-put.

Let us just say that there are two reasons that you should stay away from him. One, because he is the other half of me. I was ... completely alone until I met him, and his darkness answers mine.

However, because that darkness matches mine -- he will not resist if he thinks he can twist you as well as he has twisted me. He is very good at manipulating people in doing what he wants them to do - better than I am. Better than you will ever be.

You should stay away from him because he is dangerous - to know and to love.

[None of these admissions were something Hannibal was expecting. Being put off his balance or expectations not met isn't something he used to. He had foreseen anger or upset on his elder self's part, not this acceptance and explanation.]

I have no intention of bedding her.

[That's a terse admission on his part, knowing he's giving up potential ammunition.]

I didn't think he was that interesting when I met him. That said, if you feel him dangerous to us, I have others to fill my time who are not. I don't know if I would have said 'Caravaggio'. A bit too fisherman for that.

[He's pushed his other self enough, found out what he wanted. If this Will Graham held a fascination for the other Hannibal, let him have at it. Danger was better avoided.]

If your offer is still open, I would like to accept it. If not, I will find another. The gardens in the Up have a great deal of monkshood.

[Ah, young Hannibal. You had so much to learn from your older self. Including burying your anger deep, deep inside to come out later in horrible violence.]

Well, then I am relieved. I am also pleased she will have a friend in you.

As for Will ... he might not be interesting to you, but come back to this conversation in twenty, thirty years, when you have been alone as long as I have. I assure you, his appeal will make itself known.

A fisherman, dear self, is just another kind of hunter. A more subtle one.

[Hannibal's smile appeared on his side of the screen, before he answered.] The offer stands. What are your terms?

[That and how not to be led about by his other self with a few well placed words. There weren't many out there that could claim to have changed the mind of Hannibal Lecter when he was deciding on a course of action.]

She does find it disquieting to be older than ourselves.

If you are content with Will Graham, that's enough for me. He seemed to find me just as uninteresting as I did him the single time we met. But again, if he makes you happy, then good luck.

[That stopped him, made him think. Terms weren't something he had considered much. After seeing the Down, he had no desire to remain there, and his elder self had all the knowledge he wanted. While he could survive the Down easily, he found himself already considering how to execute a few. Food had also seemed in a short supply down there.]

I should like to live with you instead of the Down. I would want access to your books and knowledge. I've lost half a century, and you seem to understand it all in terms of technology and advances in medicine. From what I understand, I would also require your permission to work at the clinic in the Down. They might have use for a surgeon. I should also like to continue my artwork which would require supplies. I suppose whatever I make goes to you and can repay for these things.

[He didn't think to ask for other things. Hannibal may or may not find his threadbare clothing acceptable. What money he had always went to education or art versus things like clothing, rich food or even the arts. Not yet anyway. Securing his position had been his first concern, having just come to America with its lights, warmth and rush of action.]

And yours?

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[It was all a matter of knowing where people's pressure points were, and hitting them exactly when you needed to. Honesty was a good way to hit this points, so Hannibal mixed it together with light falsehoods and had a potent level of manipulation at his disposal. Even against himself.]

As my only child, I would not be surprised at that reaction from her.

As for Will, he is his own person. I keep away from him on his request. Thank you for honoring that agreement, in your own way.

[Here, he paused, because getting anything sexual was not part of why he wanted the younger Hannibal as his Submissive. Control ... control was always more satisfying than sex.]

I will have to get a bigger home, so you may have to wait while I get that arranged. You can have free access both. You will have my permission, naturally, as we do need a surgeon. I can give you some of my supplies and get you your own.

In exchange, I want full disclosure on your actions and who you interact with, along with the depth of said interaction. I do not need messy details, just salient knowledge. You are not to reveal our past revenge to anyone, and you are not to bring her into any conversation with someone I do not deem completely under our individual thralls.

You will only have safe sex with Marlo.

You will not kill anyone without discussing it with me first. I need to be able to run damage control if it goes public.

You could have began with Graham requested you remain away from him and would like me to agree. For your sake, I would have.

[But that's neither here nor there. When it comes to Graham, Hannibal has no stake in him. Whatever is going on there doesn't need him digging into it. Yet.]

Don't put yourself out for a bigger home. [Meaning he doesn't trust what that would mean here.] My place in the Down is serviceable if you can allow me use of your library and bringing me up to date with what I've missed.

I find all those terms agreeable except for the stipulation of Marlo. She may have no desire to have me in her bed, and I will take to my bed whomever I please with the exception of your Will Graham and Abigail Hobbs. As for safety, I always am. While I'm not sure if social disease exist here, I'd rather not be the first to find out.

And if an accidental killing happens?

Well I could have done that, but then how would you know how desperately I am in love with him? Thus an advantage you now have but cannot use because he does not want to be around you either.

[Which will remain true.]

I shall investigate, and let you know what is happening. You may have full access to my library, and my office.

I am not saying that you have to have sex with Marlo, or that you cannot. I frankly just want to make sure that we are both being careful about whom we share sexually. However, that you are aware of sexually transmitted diseases is enough to ease my concern about us sharing partners.

Then let me know so we can plan accordingly. Also, to get fresh meat.

Don't lie to me.
No one could love us or us them. That died in the snow with... No one can, and we're not capable.

As for the access and anything they require signed for me to work at the hospital, I would appreciate it. I dislike limits.

I will take every precaution. I don't know what it's like in your era, but more than a few STDs can destroy a life in mine. I would not endanger you or Marlo in that way.

I don't do that anymore. But I will keep it in mind.

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