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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.
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.
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Date: 2015-03-26 01:35 pm (UTC)The wolf inside was on edge suddenly, but Val paid those feelings no mind. The animal was wary of many new people after all.
"I love the smell of spring. The smell of renewal and rebirth... I look forward to it all year," he said, strapping his bottle back onto his hip and stretching as he spoke. It was only then that he took a moment to really look at the man, finding his face instantly familiar. He nearly brushed it off as just a face he'd seen at one of the many events his family were constantly getting invited to, but then it clicked.
"Dr. Lecter, isn't it?" he asked after a beat. "I'm almost certain we share a mutual friend in Marian Westbrook- Well, I say 'friend'..."
Truthfully the woman was more like high societies biggest gossip. A pleasant enough woman for the most part, but one who seemed to have nothing better to do than talk about others.
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Date: 2015-03-26 02:25 pm (UTC)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.
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Date: 2015-03-26 02:43 pm (UTC)"I'm Valentine, by the way. Most just call me Val though," he said, offering his hand.
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Date: 2015-03-26 02:59 pm (UTC)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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Date: 2015-03-26 03:07 pm (UTC)"Very few other Valentines in London," he replied cheerfully. "Makes me easy to remember."