[ Bruce is not the Hulk, but he is not helpless eight. His breathing has been measured, careful, as they walk, his senses alert. So when Hannibal deviates from the normal pattern he's maintained, he knows something is wrong. ]
[ What, he's not quite prepared for. ]
[ He shifts to the side, for the scrabbling thing-that-is-not-Hannibal-but-still-wants-to-eat-him to catch the hem of his shirt and rip it sharply. The years spent in Brazil, studying with his maestro to help master his body was well spent. He weaves in avoidance, body far more flexible than his usual, rigid control would suggest. ]
[ Hannibal isn't going to help him; he knows that to his bones. He doesn't have to worry about his heartrate spiking, but he does have to worry about scrabbling nails, biting teeth. Blood's drawn, and it's his, on ragged filthy nails. ]
[ This is going to go poorly, he can feel it. (It should not excite him that he can die, for the first time in over a decade he feels normal, mortal -- feverishly alive, like a real man. )]
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[ What, he's not quite prepared for. ]
[ He shifts to the side, for the scrabbling thing-that-is-not-Hannibal-but-still-wants-to-eat-him to catch the hem of his shirt and rip it sharply. The years spent in Brazil, studying with his maestro to help master his body was well spent. He weaves in avoidance, body far more flexible than his usual, rigid control would suggest. ]
[ Hannibal isn't going to help him; he knows that to his bones. He doesn't have to worry about his heartrate spiking, but he does have to worry about scrabbling nails, biting teeth. Blood's drawn, and it's his, on ragged filthy nails. ]
[ This is going to go poorly, he can feel it. (It should not excite him that he can die, for the first time in over a decade he feels normal, mortal -- feverishly alive, like a real man. )]
[ (It shouldn't, but it does. ) ]