Hannibal's house, Saturday afternoon

[sharp_as_knives]

Hannibal wasn't helping with the spell; he was certain there were enough others to handle that. He was taking advantage of Bob while he had him.

Yesterday and today, their free time had been evenly spent between food and music and experiences and placing the most powerful wards possible throughout Hannibal's house. Not to mention one or two on him, and that amulet for Jono.

Bob, to his credit, kept going even when he could feel the extra strength he'd been given start to fade away and the pull back to his skull begin. He sighed and set the last rune, pushing to complete it, then all but stumbled out of Hannibal's body.


[OOC: Bob's goodbye here, since it got a bit long, but open post is open!]

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[nuclear_snide]

They did indeed. And as Bob really had no more tangible warning to give than Hannibal is very bad at handling break-ups, he snorted at the audible joke, rolled his eyes, and let it drop.