Doctor Leonard H. McCoy
Doctor Leonard H. McCoy
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December 18, 2025 at 11:45 AM
"Thank you." It's more than enough, more space than even his house in Wolftrap had been.

He's lived with less and lived with more. He doesn't need much.

The dogs rush in, sniffing and exploring their new home, and then settle in quickly.

"It's perfect."
December 18, 2025 at 11:45 AM
"Its fine." The dogs follow faithfully,trained well, especially after living with a non dog person like Hannibal.

"Thanks."
December 17, 2025 at 1:43 AM
"I won't tell." Will rounds the dogs up, bag of clothes over his shoulder.
December 16, 2025 at 10:48 PM
Will chuffs ar the comment, the irony.

"He'd find that very impolite of you."
December 16, 2025 at 10:01 PM
It wasn't Hank he had distrust in-- it was himself.

"I'm... not going anywhere."
December 16, 2025 at 9:14 PM
Will hasn't been trying hard to blend in, just hoping to skim by. He did, also, give Hank his real name.

Call him disoriented, he's had a crazy last half decade.

"That's not very comforting."
December 16, 2025 at 2:33 AM
Will follows, the dogs good enough to follow his commands by sight alone.

"Then... you should know who I am." He raises his brows at Hank.

He and Hannibal had killed The Great Red Dragon together. It was... messy.
December 15, 2025 at 12:31 PM
"It's Hannibal Lecter," Will says with a little bit of a quieter tone this time, careful and precise with the words. It was a world-renowned case; his face was everywhere years ago, but he's not quite the same looking these days.

More scars, haggard in appearance.
December 15, 2025 at 11:27 AM
"I hope not."

Will left Hannibal out of service, but he's gotten through much worse before.

But not without help.

Which he had none.

"But, its not unlikely either."
December 15, 2025 at 2:31 AM
Thank you
December 15, 2025 at 2:18 AM
You...may.
December 15, 2025 at 2:10 AM
Will is quick.

Five dogs of various sizes run out and over to Hank, whining and barking, jumping up into the bed of the truck.

Will emerges after with a bag his finished laundry.

"This is it."
December 15, 2025 at 2:09 AM
going after serial killers."

Guys who turn into blue monsters? Not so bad.
December 14, 2025 at 11:56 PM
"Dogs." He doesn't disagree, he wants his animals, the true beings that will never judge or betray him.

He pulls up to the motel, keys pulled from the ignition, and hands them to Hank. Out of his wallet he tugs out a keycard to his room and hops from the truck.

"It's more terrifying when you're-
December 14, 2025 at 11:56 PM