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SPRING BREAK, Cyseal, Tuesday Evening
As night falls, so does the temperature, but the tavern is warm, and so is the light from the bonfires dotted here and there, for those who choose to linger around the town or venture back out after a nice hearty supper. (Mmm, cheese bread, beef stew and apple pie.)
[OCD: Morning post | Rooms | King Crab Common Room | King Crab Bar | Cyseal | Marketplace | Legion | Nighttime Walks | Outside the Tavern | Outside Cyseal | OOC]
[OCD: Morning post | Rooms | King Crab Common Room | King Crab Bar | Cyseal | Marketplace | Legion | Nighttime Walks | Outside the Tavern | Outside Cyseal | OOC]
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Very, Hannibal answered in a dry mental voice.
"Oh, fine, gang up on me." Bob threw up his hands. He put his head in a hand and engaged in a brief but expressive discussion with Hannibal, then sighed. Still, Hannibal was doing him a favour by this, and beating a strategic retreat seemed like a better idea than being forbidden any more rides.
"I'll see you back at the inn."
There was a swirl of golden light rising from Hannibal's skin, then it headed toward the inn like a rubber band snapping back.
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...
"You are Dr. Lecter this time, right?"
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Not that 'polite' could do that, since it was an intangible concept, and Bob was... well... just intangible.
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"If you say so," he replied. "It isn't like I know the first thing about the guy, either. Except that he's dead, I guess."
Hell, Sparkle hadn't even caught the guy's name.
He was just going to call him Ferdinand or something.
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He pondered what more to say; he saw no reason to make apologies or excuses for Bob, but he didn't want his own judgment in hosting him brought in question, either.
"He's been dead for over a millennium," he settled on. "No body or way of interacting with anything."
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Sparkle still hadn't really grown out of that 'holding a grudge' thing he did so very well.
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He was just a jackass. Sparkle could cope with jackasses.
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Which was the reason for them, really.
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Sparkle shook his head and then took a bite from his carrot.
"Okay, maybe I'll cut him a little slack. Being dead sucks."
Thanks, Fandom, for that being a lesson he'd actually learned.
Repeatedly.
Ugh.
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He'd shake his cane if he had one, probably.
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Very relieved.
"Okay," he said, even heaving a little sigh at that. "Okay, cool. I mean, I didn't think he could... I want to think people would've heard more about one of those convention ghosts still running around and taking hold of people... but... you know..."
Shrug.
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Since he hadn't ever committed, like, cold-blooded murder or something. Everything was a little relative on the island that way.
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"No," Hannibal agreed. He smiled at Sparkle. "How is your fresh start working out?"
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And you kind of had to make certain that people were clear that you were looking for, you know, seasonings as opposed to drugs.
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