mercs_muses: (Chilton: inocente)
gettin' my game on ([personal profile] mercs_muses) wrote2014-07-20 10:47 pm

the darkest timeline: chilton hates you

So he has come to a completely inexplicable bar, where the first drink is free and bizarre manifestations of conscience ask him pointed questions about who Hannibal Lecter is sleeping with.

Why doesn't his fractured psyche wish to know anything about who he is sleeping with? (Don't answer that.) For the time being, he has elected to keep drinking until alternatives beyond 'return to prison' present themselves.

Chilton is seated at a table that provides a good view of the bar, but has thus far done only the barest minimum by way of exploring the place. He can't even bring himself to abandon the jumpsuit. He almost likes it, in a masochistic sort of way: He's been indelibly branded. A burnt-orange letter on his breast.

His compliments to Dr. Lecter, Miriam Lass, and the BAU.
collects_strays: (neither will I)

[personal profile] collects_strays 2014-07-22 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Graham looks away, his smile shifting. The mirror's acting on its own.

"For your sake, I hope not."
collects_strays: (live bait)

[personal profile] collects_strays 2014-07-22 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
There's a pause, before Graham looks back to him.

"Maybe you should have left me out of your pissing contest with him, Frederick."
collects_strays: (not tonight)

[personal profile] collects_strays 2014-07-22 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
Graham doesn't speak. But he nods, once, lifting his eyes as though entertaining a pleasant, but distant thought.
collects_strays: (talking backwards)

[personal profile] collects_strays 2014-07-22 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
"How can I help you?"

There's no stress in the first word - he says it like a waiter, about to take his order.
collects_strays: (destructive (no. kidding.))

[personal profile] collects_strays 2014-07-22 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
His eyebrows raise, and he leans back in his chair, folding his hands over table.

"Trust me, Frederick. I'll be a much better witness for you than you were for me."
collects_strays: (tell me what I should do)

[personal profile] collects_strays 2014-07-22 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Everyone believed I was the copycat killer. You formed quite the diagnosis from our one-sided conversations."

It's just hitting him when he's down. Graham's become good at that.

But then, he swallows, his voice going quieter. "Don't worry. I doubt you'll see a trial."
collects_strays: (went down with such a force)

[personal profile] collects_strays 2014-07-27 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Graham watches him.

"I haven't tried to kill you."
collects_strays: (mimicking bird)

[personal profile] collects_strays 2014-07-28 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
He's still for another moment, and then leans forward, over the table. Sudden and smooth, the way he reached through the bars of his cage.

"Do you think I'd leave you to save myself, Frederick?"
collects_strays: (chiaroscuro)

[personal profile] collects_strays 2014-07-29 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
Didn't stop you before is too petulant. Graham doesn't shift back, doesn't even follow Chilton's movement with his eyes.

"Or are you worried -"

It's quiet, with only detached curiosity.

"- because you know what you would do in my place?"
collects_strays: (destructive (no. kidding.))

[personal profile] collects_strays 2014-07-30 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Graham leans back in his chair again, his mouth curling into a small smile.

"You wanted to be the one to catch the Ripper."