il_mostro | IC - INBOX/VOICEMAIL/TEXT/THREATENING LETTER

[Hannibal himself had made his way to the Down to bring food, supplies, and offer medical assistance where he can. After all, he knows only too well it feels to be lost in the frozen wastes of winter, with no one to help. No one to depend on, but yourself.

He would not wish that fate on ... well, he would incite it on his worst enemy without battling an eyelash. Still, many others didn't deserve it.

Certainly not the young woman that collapses at his feet as he is walking. Reflexes take over and he shifts so he can catch her before she does herself an injury.]

Miss? Are you quite all right?

[ It's somewhat disorienting to find herself in his arms rather than slumped on the hard pavement like she was expecting. There's the promise of relief that she's been looking for. She looks up at him, blinking slowly. It takes her a moment to respond as she stabilizes herself. As much as she doesn't like to admit weakness, she doesn't want him to go. She doesn't want to be alone again. ]

I'm... not sure.

[He looks down into her eyes, gaze discerning and dissecting what might be ailing her. He straightens her, as best he can, to a standing position as he puts the back of his hand against her forehead.

Her face triggers memories, and he shifts through them.]

You appear to have a fever. [He looks to her throat.] Does your Dominant know that you are out in this weather, feeling this poorly?

What would he care? He doesn't want me. You heard him on the network didn't you?

[ She's still assuming everyone ever knows about it. As much as she pretends not to care about other people's opinions she takes things personally. But then someone comes along and expresses concern for her and it's all better. This is more like what she wants. This attention that being sick gets her. ]

I am afraid I did not - however ... [Yes, the face and the voice slid into place, as he plucks the picture from his Memory Palace.]

You are Hiling, are you not? Alfred's new Submissive. [Which meant that Alfred did not know, else she would not be out here.]

I know him intimately - and while he might not be attracted to you sexually - you cannot tell me he does not care about your well-being. Now, where are you going? We must see that you get there safely, and then have proper care.

I was lonely. Just wanted some company. You won't leave me?

[ Her grip tightens. It's stronger than what her appearance might suggest. She huddles against him for warmth like he's her only hope for survival. She nods at his questions. Even if her contract hasn't been ideal she still acknowledges she is bound by it. ]

No, of course not. Not in this state.

[He took the Hippocratic oath, after all. Not that he found it to be anything more than public guidelines, but still. He gave her a piercing once over.]

Will you be able to walk, Hiling?

[ She shakes her head. If she has the option to be carried of course she is going to take it. That means being closer to him. Walking feels like such a monumental effort for her after all. She needs to be cared for. He's right. ]

Actually I think I need some help.

Very well. Put your arms around my neck, and I shall carry you back to yours and Alfred's home. [It's a simple enough task. She may be an android but Hannibal lifts men close to three hundred pounds to make the proper art displays.

The bride carry is best in this situation - he truly does not want any one to think he is carrying off this submissive like some sort of neanderthal.]

When did you start feeling poorly?

[ Holding onto him is enough to keep the chill at bay. With her and around him she rest her head on his chest. He'll find her body more lightweight and portable than her heavier metal kin. She whines a little when he tells her he's taking her back. She would rather stay with him. ]

It came over me very suddenly just today.

Hmmm, this seems to be a very fast acting virus. I know a few people who have caught it, and all have shown the exact same symptoms.

[He was not even going to question how an android got a human disease. Clearly, it was meant to cross all borders.

One eyebrow lifted at the whine.] Never fear - I will stay with you while we get you properly settled and cared for. I must speak with Alfred, anyways.

What do you need to talk with him for? Why can't it just be you and me?

[ She had no concern about any virus or how she got it. Only that he was there. It was a relief that he would take care of her. That's what she wanted. ]

For one thing, he is your Dominant. It is beyond rude to take advantage of the Dominant/Submissive relationship. Beyond that, Alfred is Mi Amanti.. I will not lie to him, or betray him in any way.

[Hannibal stated stoically, as he continued to carry her.]

You know him? He wouldn't mind if we had some fun.

[ She didn't see anything wrong with that. If anything she needed a distraction while she was recovering. ]

I know him quite well, and am quite attached to him. So I will be speaking with him before we have any 'fun'.

[Not that he would not have fun - she was an android and he was fascinated by that. Otherwise he would not be interested in her at all.]

[ She tensed the more he talked about Alfred. The focus should be on her instead. She's the one that was sick. ]

If you must.

I must ... but I thank you so kindly for your understanding, Hiling.

[He lowered his tone with appreciation, giving her a little smile. He curled her a little closer.]

What will you say to him?

[ It's a little better when he holds her close. She wants more of that. There must be something she can do for him. ]

I will greet him, let him know that you are not feeling well, and that I would like to treat you. I will also mention that you want to ... what is the phrase, 'have fun'? We will then see what he grants permission for.

[Hannibal states serenely. He knows that Alfred will allow him to treat the Submissive. He is not entirely certain about anything else.]

Oh that makes sense. I do belong to him.

[ There was a vague sense that she should try to make up for the trouble she caused him. It was just so hard to think about anyone other than Hannibal right now. She was really starting to shiver, losing feeling in her fingers. ]

That is right. So a good Dominant speaks to another Dominant about their Submissive, and what their Submissive asks for.

[He shifts her weight easily, and leans over to ring the doorbell to Alfred's home. He notes her shivering, and holds her more closely against his chest.]

[He's not expecting company in this weather. But he also won't turn any away. So of course he answers the door. He's bundled in the warmest of pajamas and wrapped in the fluffiest robe he could find.

He doesn't even ask who it is. He just opens the door. Mostly because he'd knock out anyone that tried to suddenly grab him.

It's not someone to drag him away into the night. It's Hannibal and ... His heart sinks into his stomach. He'd thought she'd rub away from home. He is, after all, a poor dominant. And here's Hannibal, bringing her back, proving himself once again to be the better suited to the position.

The fluffy robe comes off to offer and drape over the girl.]

Doctor. Come in... I... Is she... She's not...you aren't hurt, are you, Miss Care?

She is not hurt, Alfred, but she is ill. She collapsed in front of me while I was attempting to get home.

[He carefully helped tuck the robe around Hiling, and brought her within. He gave Alfred a rueful smile.] I am afraid I now understand all too well your worries and concerns for her. She is a very stubborn girl. Where is her room? She needs to be bundled up.

[ He goes from relief right back to concern. He can't berate himself right now for not going out after her. He can only focus on the now. The now which was caring for the girl and making sure she would get well. Nothing else matters.]

Thank you. Thank you very much for this. It's this way.

[The trip through the house will take them up to a second floor. The second door is quickly opened to let them into her room. It's well cared for. Clean with whatever she needed or brought with her. He's done his best to at least see to her physical comfort and material needs while she lives with him. Despite that huge misstep on the network, he does try hard to take care of her, when she chooses to be there.]

I'll gather more blankets. Heat up a water bottle. Whatever you need, doctor.

[He is at a loss of what to do for her. He's glad this man is here. It's been far too long since he's taken care of a sick child. The last had been Miss Kyle and she very much refused to be looked after.]

[Hannibal followed Alfred along the halls, and back to Hiling's own bedroom. He carefully put the girl down, noting that she was not going to release him, so sat with her. Speaking quietly to her, persuading her that she needed to get under the blankets.]

A thermometer, if you have one, and as many blankets as you can find. Does she eat human food?

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with go ahead from Hiling-Mun

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