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

I am not even entirely sure what they could Realign me to. It seems to have failed for everyone else. [Hannibal stated dryly.] Every single person who has gone seems completely the same. However, I agree. We should not take risks without rewards.

[she looks away] ...yeah. It failed. All it did was make me hate them more. [she turns back to face him] Did you know that in my time, hatred is treated by therapists, like any other mental illness?

Truly? [He cannot think of his hatreds being cured by medication and therapy. He wonders how they were able to do it. Amusement curves his face.]

I do not suppose you have a spare psychology manual on how that was done?

Yeah. [a short, slightly bitter laugh] Now that I feel it, I have no idea how it works. They've done things I can't forgive.

Sorry, we can't be that lucky.

Perhaps forgiveness is not something they are searching for. Perhaps they only want power.

[Hannibal placed the tea cup in front of Tinya, along with the sandwiches.] Please, eat. You look thinner then you ought to.

...that could be. I've never...felt this way about anything before. I don't know if I can forgive them.

[she takes the tea eagerly] I do? I guess that's probably not a big surprise.

I do not think we ever need to forgive them. We do, however, need a way to make them think that we do. It is the only way we can get them to let their guard down.

[Hannibal carefully nibbled one sandwich, and then sipped his tea. Dabbed at his face delicately.]

I can--I can do that. Pretend to forgive them. For years, I pretended to be a good girl, I should be able to play that part again.

[she takes a neat little bite of her sandwich, chews, and swallows]

That is what we all must do, if we are to find their soft under belly.

[Hannibal takes a solemn sip of tea, looking thoughtful.]

All right. I'll be the sweet, young ingenue and you'll be...?

[and she blushes on cue as she delicately sips at her tea]

The older, wiser, and more contrite gentleman. Who promises not to do anything to put the people he loves in danger.

[He smiles around his cup of tea.] You know. The usual.

[she grins] I have every confidence in your ability to pull it off.

[and then giggles] I have no idea how my boyfriends are going to react to me acting like a good girl.

Tell them you are on Duplicity narcotics. It is as believable as anything else around here.

[Which, alas, was fortunately true for Hannibal's collective plans.]

[she laughs brightly] They'd probably try to stage an intervention. [she sighs] I'll need to come up with an explanation. One they'll buy into.

Hmmm. Say it is part of a long term punishment, and you do not want to see them hurt. It is ...as much the truth as you can dare tell, at this moment.

[He puts another sandwich on her plate.]

...they'd buy it. They'd want to tear the entire city down and of course I'd talk them out of it, but they'd buy it. The Mistress knows I've been behaving badly for a long, long time.

[she takes the sandwich gratefully and takes a precise bite out of it]

One must always know one's lovers. That is the only way you can keep them from hurting themselves on your behalf.

[Hannibal sipped more tea placidly, before he tipped his head.] I believe I will build a community center.

Yeah. After what...happened in Realignment, I think they were both ready to tear the place to the ground. I had to act like it didn't bother me to keep them from doing something they'd regret.

[she takes another neat little bite out of her sandwich, chews, and swallows] Really? That could be really useful, especially for people who are new and submissives without contracts.

I believe we already have one - I will want to go out and inspect the property to see if it has everything it needs or if building an entirely new one would be more viable.

Hopefully the one we have will work. The delays in having a new one built could take far too long and I'm not sure if we have time to spare.

I shall have to get around Timothy Drake - but since he has my particular number and I have is - we ought to reach detente soon enough.

Oh. Him. I ran into him once when I first got here and he tried to tell me how I should see this as a "cultural exchange." [she rolls her eyes] Because that's exactly how you should handle someone who's freaking out because she thought she was dead and was zapped to a planet like this one.

... That young man has some definite issues. So perhaps I shall simply retHow ract my last statement about him being appropriate.

[He snorted softly, before he looked at her for a long moment.] How are you dealing with it now?

Yeah. Condescending, annoying issues. He couldn't be that much older than I am, but he acted like I was a little kid.

[she smiles] Far better than they were when I first got here. I have my boyfriends, sometimes I sleep with Tomoe or Rip, too, I have a place of my own, and I'm trying to put together a cultural center for theater and other performing arts.

Still hate the SIN guards and I'm never going to forgive them for what happened at Realignment, but all in all, I'm good. How're you?

He has had ... from my understanding, a very traumatic childhood that forced him to grow up too quickly. I believe that he sees other people his age as immature, not understanding that they are more than the sum of their birthdays.

Now that ... sounds like a delightful idea.

I am much the same. Holding my own, and keeping my head low, considering all current events.

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