'Tis the season to be scared, after all!

[quid_pro_quo]

You need not trouble yourself with giving me my books back, Mundane.

I would like to have people to read, now.

Please see what you can do about that.

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[plainordinary]

[No. That can't be. He's locked away. Has to be.]

[divorcee]

[Woah-ho-ho, talk about creepy.]

I'm thinking you should stick with books. Just saying.

[quid_pro_quo]

I see you there, Will. Tell me, how is your Mundane's headspace?

Comfortable enough for you? And for any Muses who share it with you? Thus placing themselves in danger...

[plainordinary]

[crap]

How did you get out?

[RUDE, Will. Rude. of course there's others, but the Doctor's hand and Doctor Lecter? that's just asking for bad things]

[quid_pro_quo]

But I find people to be much more interesting reads.

.....Most of the time, anyway. You, sadly, are on a rather basic level.

[quid_pro_quo]

Whatever do you mean by "get out"? I'm afraid I am still quite confined.

There was merely a transfer. From Chilton's playhouse to the headspace of this Mundane.

[divorcee]

Says you. Basic was a looong time ago, buddy. [Yes, he's being deliberately obtuse.]

[plainordinary]

You belong back in Maryland, back in your cell.

[while not a fan of Chilton, the idea of Hannibal Lecter being free among others ranks high on his 'horrifying' scale.]

[quid_pro_quo]

Your screen name flat-out announces the fact that you are divorced. What's more, if you feel the need to do such a thing then the seperation from your wife must have been a particularly nasty business for you mentally.

Tell me, was a wife truly all that the woman was to you?

[quid_pro_quo]

I belong in a game, the same as any Muse.

[plainordinary]

Shame I don't share that belief. At all.

[although he does know of exitvoid where the headmate lives as notthedoctor but one would need to be quick. Apps close in a few hours for the next two-three weeks.]

[divorcee]

Nah. ...She was my CO, too. [And the dogtags and wedding band around his neck? Hers. Nothing says "bitter divorce" like being sentenced to a firing squad by your ex-wife.]

I don't really see why it's your business, anyway.

[quid_pro_quo]

I merely wished to demonstrate just how easy you are to read. As I said...a basic level.

[quid_pro_quo]

Pity. Such potential squandered, merely because you refuse to broaden your horizons.

[His headmate need not worry at the moment, then. Dr. Lecter doesn't like to be hasty about anything, and would rather wait two-three works to do research on the game rather than enter straight away.]

[plainordinary]

Broaden my horizons? Is that what you call it when you do the things you do?

[quid_pro_quo]

It is always important to try new things, Will.

[plainordinary]

I did long ago. I trusted you. We see how that one turned out.

[quid_pro_quo]

Ah, so you suffer from the old "fall off a bicycle once and become too afraid to get back on" syndrome.

That's quite sad, Will.

[plainordinary]

No, I suffer from the 'Someone I Trusted Was Really a Serial Killer I Was Hunting Then Nearly Killed Me' Syndrome. I've never had a bicycle actively try to murder me.

It's only a matter of time before you're caught. I don't think you can stop, can you?

[quid_pro_quo]

If I do start again, it will be in a game, not here.

And if I'm caught, it won't be by you again.

Unless, of course, you yourself can't stop, and you follow me in to the game I'm applied to. Can you stop, Will? Stop being the other side of the coin to me?

[plainordinary]

[ow. that verbal barb might have hurt a little.]

I'm not the other side of you or anything like you.

[quid_pro_quo]

You can say that as often as you like, Will. It doesn't make it true.

[plainordinary]

[It's not exactly comforting knowledge when Lecter considers someone on his level or equal, but Will did manage to do the one thing no one has: walk around in the headspace of the madman.]

It is true. We're two people standing on opposite shores. I won't come over to your side, and you can't come to mine. So no, we are nothing alike. I can stop. I did stop. Retired, remember? Or didn't you hear?

As I said, I don't think you could.

[found_humanity]

Why do you seek to find others to read?

[one_winged_demon]

Okay I'll admit, I wasn't expecting to see you here.