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Mar. 25th, 2015 08:29 am
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He liked spring. There was still a chill to the air most days at the moment, but you could see nature slowly waking from its slumber, even here in the heart of the city.  It brought the wolf inside him nothing but joy, and left him with an itch to be outside in the sunlight, roaming and exploring. He'd have to plan a trip to the country soon, somewhere he could really roam wild...

For now, however, a jog through the park would have to do.

Dressed in running shorts and a t-shirt, Valentine alternated between jogging and sprinting. Moving slower where there were crowds, then taking off at top speed along empty stretches of the path, the man didn't stop until his heart was pounding hard and he knew he needed a break. Slowing to a stop, he stretched out and caught his breath, before drinking from the water bottle that he had strapped to his hip.

"Sorry, didn't mean to stop in the centre of the path," he said, stepping out the way when he realised someone was attempting to get past him.

Date: 2015-03-26 02:25 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] anamusebouche

Hannibal smiled mildly. The woman was a dreadful gossip, but Hannibal was quite charmed by her nonetheless. Well, he did enjoy a little gossip now and again. "Oh, I'm sure she is," he said. "And a joy at the dinner table, though. Nothing she will not eat," he joked privately.

"Though I hope that you know my name from my presence at one of her parties, and not as the protagonist in one of her stories." He liked gossip, but he didn't appreciate being gossiped about.

Date: 2015-03-26 02:59 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] anamusebouche

Hannibal had made a conscious decision to let gossip be. He would not trade Alcuin for it, and so he would endure any gossip that might arise from his affair with the much younger man. It caused some to look at him with barely veiled disgust, while others found him somehow more charming and appealing. It was a price he was willing to pay. This young man didn't seem to mind whatever he had heard.

"Ah," Hannibal seemed to recall as he shook Val's hand. "Collingwood, I take it?" There was a family resemblance.

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