Cannibal's kiss (( Hannibal X OOC))

Tick Tock

                  
                   Hope Redwell stiffened as she stalked down the cramped corridor of the asylum, gazing at the barred cells where inmates sat on their cots or lied on the floor in heaps under disheveled blankets. Unlike the first day, not a word came from them just an unsettling silence where barely a shuffled breath escaped their parted lips. Glancing around one glaring issue arose that was called to question. Miggs, the man from before, his cell was missing and stripped clean. Bed sheets neatly made and snow white covers stretched around a mattress and the dirty ragged wool blanket once used was missing replaced with a fresh navy blue one. A cold feeling radiated from the empty cell and she couldn't help but feel the prickles of anxiety flex along the middle of her spine creeping up as she moved on to the thick glass cage where Hannibal sat. Today in the dark shielded by the shadows but a pair of black golf shoes poked into the luminescent light pointed forward and untouched by grime despite the floor disgusting and covered in dust and dirt.

 "Good morning Hope." From the covers of darkness came a clear but husky voice, clearly Hannibal's but with an edge of irritation and shortness rumbling within his throat. Subtle but the slight change in tone arose feelings of terror that made her knees knock together. 

"Hello Dr. Lecter. Are you alright?" Hope glanced up at the smoky gray rocked walls now barren. Missing the yellowing parchments which once held beautiful ink drawings of architects around the word. The black shelf also cleared from the leather bound books leaving nothing but an empty white cot and a toilet noticeably missing the seat cover. Similar to Miggs cell the cleared space made the entire area look, lonely. Depressing. The personality once brought from Hannibal from the subtle items rested carefully around the quaint area was now pitiful.

"You'll have excuse the devoid looks of my humble abode, the unfortunate passing of Miggs has seen me well- punished." From the shortness in his tone and the sharp inhales coming from the lower part of the cell Hope suspected he was sitting or lying towards the bottom near his cot. 

"Miggs is dead? Why were you punished for it?" 

"Well suppose someone, a high probability that it was myself- had given poor Miggs a little idea. Innocent enough just a suggestion. Swallowing his tongue- tsk tsk such an awful way to go. Shame." She could practically hear the wry smile in his rumbling voice echoing along the silent halls with a small hiss vibrating along the 'tsks'. Clear hatred flowed off his body at just the name of Miggs and Hope knew that it had something to do with the vulgar acts from the night before. However, she was still taken by surprise that he could have managed to convince the ragged man to commit suicide. Darkened thoughts swam within her mind at the words that could have been shared. Even the pondering was disturbing but she had a feeling his words were far worst then she could ever imagined.

"Yes- quite sad. He seemed disturbed, and such an awful way to go." 

"There are worse ways to go my dear. Trust me on that fact. Besides I doubt you came here to discuss a deceased inmate, shall we continue the conversation we had yesterday? Before we were so rudely interrupted." 

"Right. Well I suppose you'll be wanting another private story from my life? So let's make a deal. Another one." 

            She could feel his gaze now, intensified from the darkness where a gentle glimmer of crystal blue eyes flashed in the light only for a moment. Their was a shuffling and his legs withdrew into the darkness as his body arose and then stalked forward into the light. An impassive look of polite curiosity worn like a mask around his usually blank expression. The arching smile a bit tight lipped as the corners twitched minutely in the eagerness to curve downward. Taking a few careful steps forward until he was only a few inches from the sheet of glass and she could practically feel his warm breath billow against her face despite them being separated by a barrier.  Uncomfortably close but the innocent expression eased her concerns and she felt no hostility towards her.