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IC - INBOX/VOICEMAIL/TEXT/THREATENING LETTER
Please leave all IC correspondence for Dr Hannibal Lecter here.
Please leave all IC correspondence for Dr Hannibal Lecter here.
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[Hannibal stated with a straight face, as he pushed in Judar's chair and then sat himself down again elegantly.]
I shall. Right down to the lack of under garments I want you to wear.
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[ Spending permissions and between that and the Persian, Judar had more money than he knew what to do with. Then again, he lived in a world where he could get whatever he wanted without financial assets. ]
It's the easiest layer to make decisions on.
[ It'd be easier, but as Judar's mentioned in the past, the insistence on zippers meant he had to go on necessity. ]
I guess, if you really meant what you said before, you'll have more chances to customize me how you'd like.
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[Hannibal folded one leg over the other, and steepled his fingers together as he gave Judar a thoughtful look.]
Of course I meant it. i do not want anyone close to me to be denied basic amenities.
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[ It might not be as great as Judar imagines, but without any sense of scale on these things, any luxury amount of savings would be a lot to handle. Plus, the simple way of this city, was that sex paid. Plenty of others at the Persian earned more and had more regulars, but his activity was steady enough.
And it was easier to think about that than it was the words 'close to me,' and Judar being in reference to that. It's not the first time it's been said, but he still didn't know how to handle it that well. Save for that usual smirked grin and moving on to everything said around it. ]
Well, you're one of the only ones I really know who could do anything about that. So, how should this be set up? Monthly requirements, services- You just leave me with particular permissions to handle everything on my own, aside from required services?
[ Judar was already aware, from Hannibal himself, that there was no actual room for him. Whether Judar could really take care of himself, without anyone... Hard to tell, as the Submissive was limited by permissions for however long Kouen had disappeared. ]
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[Hannibal smirked faintly, as he folded one leg over the other and began to read the menu aptly. He looked up only when Judar asked what the terms of their contract would be. His lips pursed thoughtfully.]
I am rather lenient, when it comes to my Submissives. I usually require only one display a month of my Dominance over them. With you I shall have to have some ... veto power over your clothing when we go for meals in upper scale establishments.
[He purses his lips, tipping his head.]
I suppose you shall want some sort of sexual arrangement put into place? What with your clones and all, we shall have to be fairly open when it comes to whom you have sex with.
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[ That Hannibal would want veto power on clothes. Really, it'll lead to more clothing being purchased, because aside from a couple of suits for high formal events, Judar's fashion suited his age on more casual levels. His fashion would fit the 'Instagram' style, stopping with what he could go around in comfortably. He seemed partially ready for that with asking if the older man had any particular requests for his clothes.
Meanwhile, where Hannibal had looked up, Judar moved to talking about this while thumbing through the menu as well. Choosing what to drink was easy- That was always something with peach in it, and the young man didn't have a taste for beer. There was a blend with liqueur in it, and at this point in the season a peach moscato was recently added. ]
I think it'd have to be open just for what my job is at the Naughty Persian, even if the clone wasn't in the picture. You can still insist on a quota between us, if you want. I'm pretty easy on that stuff, so it could be whatever.
[ ... Yeah, he figured out what he'd probably get at this point. ]
I guess you'd want me more polite, too? It's possible I can work on it, but I'm not going to lie or fake the kind of person I am. If I don't do it honestly, and with who I am, it's just going to make stuff here harder to control.
[ He taps his head as an idea that this is something actually being fought with, but doesn't elaborate on the details. Besides, how often do people get soul rebalancing, fighting depravity and all that?
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[Hannibal said wryly, before musing over the rest of what Judar said.]
Then we shall keep it sexually open. As for politeness -- I will not force you to be anything but yourself, Judar ... but do know that being rude to guests in my home is going to be punished.
[Hannibal mused on this, as he put his menu aside.]
Sexually, of course.
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Hann, that kind of sounds like an invitation to hang around your home more.
[ As it'd never really come up before, Judar's not completely sure how one would be punished sexually. Meanwhile, he continues on, as if he didn't just use the nickname Hannibal told him to stop. ]
I suppose how rude I am depends on where you think my usual straight-forward charm falls. Most people find it refreshing more than anything else.
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I certainly will not object to seeing you more in my home. Especially with your straight-forward charm - you would be a welcome addition to my dinner parties. Just keep in mind that I do not like being ... embarrassed at my own table.
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He might even have enough of an appetite to almost finish his meal here. ]
It's not like I aim to do that to anyone to begin with... Any particular things that would do that, that you think I'd do?
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No ... nothing in particular. Honestly, I was just going to offer up more interesting Dominant and Submissive sexual positions, but that's clearly up to you as well.
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Sure, we could try those things out as well. There really isn't much I'd say 'no' to, as long as it's not obviously defiling. It doesn't mean much in this world, but I'm still a magi. Still, I doubt you'd treat or play like someone's a toilet.
[ That is to say, he didn't think that Hannibal would come up with something so degrading or defiling as that. ]
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The very thought makes me rather ill. Using anyone as a toliet is disrespectful, and rude. [So in other words if anyone ever tried, Hannibal would hunt them down, kill them, and turn them into a delightful dinner party meal.]
At any rate ... I think this is a very equitable agreement.
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Yup, I agree.
[ Which, while belated, has him returning the small salute before taking another sip of the drink. ]
When you've got it written, I'll sign and have it sent to the offices for processing.
[ That's exactly how it'll go, too. He won't look the papers over, to see if anything was added or changed, and will make sure it goes through properly ]
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As one does when one is feeding the elitist snobs human flesh.]
I shall have it sent to you in the next day or so. Now ... what else shall we talk about?
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[ Perhaps part of him thought that the conversation and discussion of terms would take longer. It wasn't as if either of them could talk about work, save for vague impressions of the people they saw.
As expected of someone who probably dined alone most of his life, Judar didn't know how to start light conversations over meals. He's thinking and trying to come up with something that wouldn't get him reprimanded, due to their public space. ]
Well, if I'm going to be yours, what kinds of things do you think you should know? Or that I should know?
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One corner of his mouth lifted.] Let us start simply. What is your favorite kind of music? Mine is Opera. I have a great love of the Italians.
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I guess there's some that I liked hearing, but I've got no clue what it's called. Just that it was a lot more fun than the court music we'd play back at the castle. Festival music's a lot more fun, but the stuff I heard was louder and different. It had a lot to the beat, but it didn't seem like it was meant for dancing...
[ It couldn't be surprising that Judar enjoyed things like rock, metal and punk type music. He just didn't know what those things meant. Mostly because he never thought to ask. ]
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That and the man simply preferred rock music - a terrible shame.]
I see ... well, what is something you would like to know about me, then? I shall ask you a corresponding question about what you might like for dinner. Or in bed, for that matter."
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Asking questions back and forth, though... It'd be easier if he had a better understanding of the more modern worlds, to know what comes up enough that should be asked about. Judar barely understood what a 'therapist' was supposed to be, save for it meaning that Hannibal had a lot of appointed clients, and he was too proud to ask at this point. ]
Then... Why a therapist?
[ It's clear that this wasn't a world filled with warriors and conquerors, at least in the way he knew. Hannibal just had such a strong frame, though... Maybe that'll help him understand things better. ]
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I wanted to understand human emotions better than I did as a child and then a young man. I suffered a great deal of trauma during my formative years -- and I suppose I needed to understand why people did the things that they do.
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And now that you understand why... Does it help?
[ Is a follow-up question cheating? Oops. ]
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It helps me understand the hows and the whys, and makes me able to interact with more people in a real fashion.
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So Judar nods, taking another sip of his drink before cutting up a bit of his meal. ]
Then... I'll be more clear and up front with you, so you don't have to work as much. It's your turn now, for a question.
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[Hannibal answered smoothly, smiling a little to himself as he thought of the question and then asked it with pure curiosity.]
So tell me, what precisely is a magi meant to do in your world? You never have really been able to clear up that particular mystery.
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