Abigail Hobbs (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
versusnurture) wrote2013-09-04 09:21 pm
versusnurture) wrote2013-09-04 09:21 pm
Entry tags:
- ] ( i was the lure ),
- bait even now,
- being dead sucks,
- ben & the blue lady,
- ben might be a problem,
- better not to be famous,
- couldn't protect me in this life,
- dissociation for unfun & notprofit,
- hannibal bannanibal is watching,
- it's people,
- the broken face,
- the liar's face,
- the nice face,
- what am i now?,
- who cares i'm dead
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[Abigail knows, now, that it's only a matter of time. He's been allowed into the kitchen. He won't show his true face, but one way or another, he'll start working on people. Ripping them apart, one way or another. Making them see too much of themselves until they eat themselves up from the inside, or worse. And she doesn't know, even now, if she wants to help him or if she wants to run.]
[She's tired of being prey, tired of being helpless, tired of being alone and crazy, and most of all she doesn't want people to know - so why has she been telling them? Why did she tell Arkin, why did she let Zane find out? Why is Ben, who has power, letting this happen?]
[She is afraid, so she ties a bright blue scarf around her neck and makes deliberate appearances in several common rooms, the cafeteria, the greenhouse, and the library, a copy of Jane Eyre tucked under her arm. She's quiet when it's appropriate, polite or even chatty when someone approaches her. But there's something not quite right about the set of her smile, to those who know her very well or look very closely, and her heart beats like a rabbit's every time she sees someone new.]
for ben } thursday
[After Riddick finds her, Abigail thinks about the situation for a while. No, she doesn't trust Ben. She doesn't really trust anyone. But Riddick had at least one point: he seems to have decent motives. He seems to care. And maybe that means she's going about this all wrong. Maybe he's more Will than Hannibal. Or like Alana, even: smart and capable but with a part of him that can't see through what Abigail holds on the outside.]
[He has trouble, she knows, with touch. But he's sweet anyway. He cares.]
[She waits for him outside the kitchen, when his shift is over, hands twisting in the hem of her shirt, eyes on the floor.]
[She's tired of being prey, tired of being helpless, tired of being alone and crazy, and most of all she doesn't want people to know - so why has she been telling them? Why did she tell Arkin, why did she let Zane find out? Why is Ben, who has power, letting this happen?]
[She is afraid, so she ties a bright blue scarf around her neck and makes deliberate appearances in several common rooms, the cafeteria, the greenhouse, and the library, a copy of Jane Eyre tucked under her arm. She's quiet when it's appropriate, polite or even chatty when someone approaches her. But there's something not quite right about the set of her smile, to those who know her very well or look very closely, and her heart beats like a rabbit's every time she sees someone new.]
for ben } thursday
[After Riddick finds her, Abigail thinks about the situation for a while. No, she doesn't trust Ben. She doesn't really trust anyone. But Riddick had at least one point: he seems to have decent motives. He seems to care. And maybe that means she's going about this all wrong. Maybe he's more Will than Hannibal. Or like Alana, even: smart and capable but with a part of him that can't see through what Abigail holds on the outside.]
[He has trouble, she knows, with touch. But he's sweet anyway. He cares.]
[She waits for him outside the kitchen, when his shift is over, hands twisting in the hem of her shirt, eyes on the floor.]
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You should talk to Ben about what you fear. You can trust him.
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[Until, her expression clearly conveys, she can't.]
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Those people are stupid.
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Doesn't mean I'm not stupid.
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[What's her issue with Ben.]
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[You first.]
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Nothing personal.
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Maybe he ain't to your taste, not being crazy and calculating. He's the kind that gives a shit, which does lack some drama.
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[This is disorienting, and also the first completely genuine thing Abigail has said this entire time.]
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[Which is kind of a surprise, even to her.]
[She crosses her legs and looks at him without blinking.]
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If you let bullshit happen in my kitchen by playing coy, I won't hurt you, won't even blame you. Warden thing. But if I knew there was a genetically engineered murderer with a nice easy handle like... Say... a territorial streak, I'd use him as a shield even if I couldn't trust someone with more civilized motives.
Enjoy your book, Hobbs.
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[He pauses in the middle of getting to his feet.]
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Don't let him bring anything into the kitchen. Nothing. Watch him. Pat him down if you have to.
[Treat him like a criminal. A prisoner. Treat him like Will is being treated, frozen in time right now.]
However smart you think he is, however little you think he cares - he's smarter, and he cares less.
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I appreciate the confirmation. If something changes-- if you need safety-- the kitchen will be safe. He is a guest there. And we can remove him for your safety.
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