The message comes by carrier pigeon actually, which is a pretty weird way to deliver a message but of course, it's thematic. A very pretty looking brown pigeon swoops down out of the sky to wherever Hannibal just so happens to be that afternoon and holds out its leg. The message is short and simple:
Got a job for you. Meet me in front of the sheriff station at dusk. No show, no job. Keep it a secret, rewarded very well.
- Hal
P.S. Burn this.
And that's it. Of course, if Hannibal chooses to listen to the message, he will find the Sheriff in front of the station at dusk. He'll be greeted with a tip of his hat and one word:
"Deputy."
And then he holds out a small notebook. Looks like Hannibal's been chosen for one of those roles that were mentioned. Good luck.
[ By the time Hannibal shows up, he's still essentially riding the high from his excellent, entertaining week. For most people, he hides this and hides it well, but for the Sheriff? There's naturally no need. He's wearing an easy, content smile, and nods when he enters. ]
Hello, Sheriff. I hope the week was suitably entertaining for our hosts.
[ Because he really hadn't imagined that the trial would balloon into the highly entertaining mess it had been, and that wasn't even counting his surgeries that week. Hannibal isn't feeling over-confident, but he is truly reveling in what this week brought. Unlike most of the crimes the wanted posters detailed, Hannibal never had any intention of stopping his. ]
Just a small one. I don't need to overdo things by my own hands. Not anymore, at least. [ He nods to the Sheriff ] Shinnosuke for the stocks this week, please. His suggestion for the search for injuries was almost inconvenient.
That I'll attribute to experience, if nothing else. I've slipped out of the grasp of people far more experienced with catching people like me many times.
[ There's a little pride in his voice, but it's muted. He might take more pride in it normally, but really, he has no intentions of truly being the last one standing unless out of pure luck. It's far more interesting for him to die along the way, considering there's really nothing much to lose. The second comment does tug at Hannibal's smile from mild pride into amusement. ]
I was wondering. I'm not complaining, so long as it doesn't reflect poorly on me. It's messy work, after all.
[ he honestly is. at least he doesn't have a jack crawford. yet??? god i hope he doesn't don't let him have that ]
Understandable. Which, on that note? If only for my own reference for how prepared I should be, how likely is it that Tarvek will survive, roughly? I assume he would not return whole.
[ He nods his head lightly at the timing, since that works well enough for him. He has a somewhat showy idea in mind, which might be a bit much, but he might as well have fun. If anyone has an inkling of what he's capable of, they'll doubt themselves first. He still has time.
Though the fact that the Sheriff has a question for him is a bit of a surprise. Hannibal nods again, though this time it's an encouragement for the Sheriff to continue. ]
[ The light, casual sound is the only response that the Sheriff gets at first. Hannibal seems to weigh it, even tilting his head lightly to the side in thought, but he looks back to the Sheriff with an open curiosity. ]
Should I?
[ Completely unsurprisingly, considering his reaction here, it's been quite low on his list of priorities. And maybe not one them at all. ]
The Bounty Leader is coming after you. They've already realized they have to find the Deputy, specifically, to find and kill to end the game. I was just wonderin' if you were going to start looking or just let them come to you.
[ What would probably be a great concern or shock to most people clearly isn't so for Hannibal. He reacts to the information with far less surprise than he had to the Sheriff bringing it up in the first place, though he does fold his hands rather neatly in front of himself. ]
Truth be told, it doesn't particularly matter to me either way.
[ yeah no shit hannibal ]
Tracking people simply isn't as interesting as encouraging the kind of entertainment that your employers prefer. It's why I fell into the line of work I did rather than an FBI profiler. [ Except for the short while where he replaced Will, but even then, that was only interesting in the context of Will himself. He seems to consider it a bit more, but he asks a question before he gives any kind of definitive answer. ]
If you can tell me, do you know what their general preference is for how they might end this?
[ jesus, man. you are SO MUCH and the sheriff is both enjoying this thoroughly and CRAZY EXASPERATED ]
Kill you. Win the trial. Send everyone home to the universes they want. I put a good person as the Bounty Leader since I was pretty sure you weren't gonna do anything to end the game yourself.
[ Hannibal's smile grows into an expression of delight, though it's easy and languid. This is such familiar territory for him at this point that he can only enjoy it. It's another great piece of his own version of hedonism, so he can't help but joke. ]
Did you. Whatever gave you that idea?
[ Definitely not the fact that Hannibal has been fucking around up to this point... ]
I suppose I will look. But if I find them, I can't guarantee that I will do anything. [ Then he adds coolly: ] I would much rather they come and find me.
[ He breathes out a laugh, though it's not at the Sheriff's expense so much as his own. ]
I'm sure they have things to return to. Entire worlds to save, peoples' lives riding on their very existence, scholarships to Yale... I've been told so many dreams that I'm hardly surprised. But this is my dream, Sheriff. All I could hope for would be a better locale and a finer kitchen.
[ He shrugs simply, since even though the Sheriff may not need more reasoning, the flatness of his expression makes Hannibal feel he should offer it. ]
I'm enjoying myself. I'm not inclined to rush it along and return to a place where I'm one of the most wanted men in the world. The convenience of anonymity is something I'll never get back.
[ He tilts his head slightly, face going blank as he considers this. It takes a long moment for the Sheriff to reply and when he does, it's with a short nod. ]
That's understandable. I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, Dr. Lecter.
Naturally. I haven't had this much fun since I was in Italy, to be honest.
[ Because even as hedonistic as he was in Italy, it still was nothing compared to what he's indulging in here. The rules of play here are so entirely different without any real law or prosecution that it amounts to a playground for him. ]
Though for the purpose of this, I'm curious. Did I happen to qualify for a reward, by any chance? I wasn't planning on asking for anything, but if this is how things are going, I have something in mind.
[ There's a nod here in answer to his question. He doesn't really know what else to say to....... all that. That hot mess. But he's fine with answering questions. ]
Yeah, you do actually. Getting away with a kill, assisting in another, and saving two lives? Probably two rewards at this rate.
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WEEK FOUR
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Hello, Sheriff. I hope the week was suitably entertaining for our hosts.
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It was. Bit of a domino effect that thing had, huh? How're you this week, Dr. Lecter? Any plans?
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[ Because he really hadn't imagined that the trial would balloon into the highly entertaining mess it had been, and that wasn't even counting his surgeries that week. Hannibal isn't feeling over-confident, but he is truly reveling in what this week brought. Unlike most of the crimes the wanted posters detailed, Hannibal never had any intention of stopping his. ]
Just a small one. I don't need to overdo things by my own hands. Not anymore, at least. [ He nods to the Sheriff ] Shinnosuke for the stocks this week, please. His suggestion for the search for injuries was almost inconvenient.
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And yet you seemed to slip away just fine. You got it though, into the stocks with him this week.
[ A pause as he considers something though. ]
I did mean to have you assist me more with the disposal, you know. I couldn't have counted on how the bodies fell though.
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[ There's a little pride in his voice, but it's muted. He might take more pride in it normally, but really, he has no intentions of truly being the last one standing unless out of pure luck. It's far more interesting for him to die along the way, considering there's really nothing much to lose. The second comment does tug at Hannibal's smile from mild pride into amusement. ]
I was wondering. I'm not complaining, so long as it doesn't reflect poorly on me. It's messy work, after all.
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[ Hannibal, you smug fuck. ]
No. The circumstances just haven't allowed it. They've been either rotting or dissolved. Nothing fresh.
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Understandable. Which, on that note? If only for my own reference for how prepared I should be, how likely is it that Tarvek will survive, roughly? I assume he would not return whole.
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[ Because he will, so long as it's in public. In private, like this, he considers the question thoughtfully. ]
If he'll be relatively whole, then I have an idea, at least. Do you have any idea when he might be reappearing?
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No. Both he and Nisha are dead. What one can't provide, the other can. They'll both be showing up on Wednesday.
[ Ah. Which reminds him -- ]
Oh, hm. I have a question for you, Dr. Lecter.
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Though the fact that the Sheriff has a question for him is a bit of a surprise. Hannibal nods again, though this time it's an encouragement for the Sheriff to continue. ]
Of course. What is it?
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[ The light, casual sound is the only response that the Sheriff gets at first. Hannibal seems to weigh it, even tilting his head lightly to the side in thought, but he looks back to the Sheriff with an open curiosity. ]
Should I?
[ Completely unsurprisingly, considering his reaction here, it's been quite low on his list of priorities. And maybe not one them at all. ]
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The Bounty Leader is coming after you. They've already realized they have to find the Deputy, specifically, to find and kill to end the game. I was just wonderin' if you were going to start looking or just let them come to you.
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Truth be told, it doesn't particularly matter to me either way.
[ yeah no shit hannibal ]
Tracking people simply isn't as interesting as encouraging the kind of entertainment that your employers prefer. It's why I fell into the line of work I did rather than an FBI profiler. [ Except for the short while where he replaced Will, but even then, that was only interesting in the context of Will himself. He seems to consider it a bit more, but he asks a question before he gives any kind of definitive answer. ]
If you can tell me, do you know what their general preference is for how they might end this?
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Kill you. Win the trial. Send everyone home to the universes they want. I put a good person as the Bounty Leader since I was pretty sure you weren't gonna do anything to end the game yourself.
fucking honestly, keywords
Did you. Whatever gave you that idea?
[ Definitely not the fact that Hannibal has been fucking around up to this point... ]
I suppose I will look. But if I find them, I can't guarantee that I will do anything. [ Then he adds coolly: ] I would much rather they come and find me.
FUCK
So be it, then. I had to ask. You don't ask nearly as many questions as they do, so I was curious.
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[ He breathes out a laugh, though it's not at the Sheriff's expense so much as his own. ]
I'm sure they have things to return to. Entire worlds to save, peoples' lives riding on their very existence, scholarships to Yale... I've been told so many dreams that I'm hardly surprised. But this is my dream, Sheriff. All I could hope for would be a better locale and a finer kitchen.
[ He shrugs simply, since even though the Sheriff may not need more reasoning, the flatness of his expression makes Hannibal feel he should offer it. ]
I'm enjoying myself. I'm not inclined to rush it along and return to a place where I'm one of the most wanted men in the world. The convenience of anonymity is something I'll never get back.
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That's understandable. I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, Dr. Lecter.
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[ Because even as hedonistic as he was in Italy, it still was nothing compared to what he's indulging in here. The rules of play here are so entirely different without any real law or prosecution that it amounts to a playground for him. ]
Though for the purpose of this, I'm curious. Did I happen to qualify for a reward, by any chance? I wasn't planning on asking for anything, but if this is how things are going, I have something in mind.
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Yeah, you do actually. Getting away with a kill, assisting in another, and saving two lives? Probably two rewards at this rate.
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I only have an idea for one for now. I'll have to consider another.
[ It'll probably just be something stupid like the bed though. God. But on the more sly front, he has a better idea than that. ]
You will know when they come for me. So I would like a warning. Nothing more.
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A warning. [ . . . ] Alright, consider it done.
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