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Lillian was careful to try and not wake him as she took the stairs up to her apartment and opening the door. Setting him down on her couch she put down her bag and kicked off her shoes. She played the messages on her answering machine though there was nothing exciting as she headed to the kitchen. Taking out the fish from the fridge ready to cook as she was watching him from her place in the kitchen.

Bruce blinked his eyes open blurring, stretching and yawning, before kneading his claws into the furniture to get comfy. He froze, cringing as he slowly retracted his claws, ears drooping with guilt. Great, she was nice enough to bring him home and the first thing he did was sink his claws in her couch cushion…

“You can claw it a little” she said with a smile as she looked to him from where she was cooking in the kitchen. “I need to get a new one soon anyway that one I knocked over wine on the other side” she said with a little laugh. “Um…. do you wanna eat at the table or.. “she glanced down. It was odd to think that she could treat him almost like a pet cat. “Never mind I’ll just made a plate” she said with a smile.

Bruce tilted his head before stretching up to look over the side of the couch arm, wincing at the large purple stain that contrasted with the creamy white of the couches fabric. His ears perked up at the mention of food and he quickly padded over to the dining room table and hopping on a chair, patting the spot on the table in front of him and mewling at her indignantly. Of course he would eat at the table! He was only trapped in a cats body, it wasn’t like his brain had deterated to that of a common house pet.

“I’m sorry that was rude of me” she said as she looked at him and gave a small frown. She turned back to continue cooking, giving the fish a nice bit of pan searing before spitting it up for the both of them. She placed it on a tray and even got a bowl of water, next to it. Figuring it would be the easiest way to handle that.

“I hope you like it, Its just something quick” she smile as she sat across from him with her plate of fish and a glass of water. she would glance at him off and on, a little smile between. Knowing he was Dr. Banner and knowing what he looked like, and then seeing him as this cat she couldn’t help but find it odd to have him in her house.

Kitty Bruce ||OPEN||

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Bruce stayed silent for awhile to think it over before getting up and writing another note. Thor was gone with Clint on patrol until the morning so he’s was stuck without a potential cure until then… And he really didn’t want security personal to take him to the spca. Thank you Lillian, are you sure I won’t be a bother? He passed the paper over nicely this time 

“Not even a little” she said as she pet his head again. “I can cook some nice fish up if you like to” she smiled at him. Though she picked him up carefully holding him in her arms. “And don’t panic this time, I’m just going to carry you” she couldn’t help but give a little laugh as she carried him out of the lab. Going down out fo the front lobby she hailed a cab and held him in her lap the whole way back to her apartment, petting his head and under his furry chin. She really couldn’t help herself since he was so fluffy.

He wiggled his paws for the papers and markers before giving up with a huff and letting her carry him. Fish did sound good at least… and Lillian was a nice enough person. He was even able to relax enough to nap on the taxi ride, though that may have been the cat gene’s kicking in, at least that’s what he decided on when a deep rumbling purr started from his throat as she pet him.

Lillian was careful to try and not wake him as she took the stairs up to her apartment and opening the door. Setting him down on her couch she put down her bag and kicked off her shoes. She played the messages on her answering machine though there was nothing exciting as she headed to the kitchen. Taking out the fish from the fridge ready to cook as she was watching him from her place in the kitchen.

Bruce blinked his eyes open blurring, stretching and yawning, before kneading his claws into the furniture to get comfy. He froze, cringing as he slowly retracted his claws, ears drooping with guilt. Great, she was nice enough to bring him home and the first thing he did was sink his claws in her couch cushion…

“You can claw it a little” she said with a smile as she looked to him from where she was cooking in the kitchen. “I need to get a new one soon anyway that one I knocked over wine on the other side” she said with a little laugh. “Um…. do you wanna eat at the table or.. “she glanced down. It was odd to think that she could treat him almost like a pet cat. “Never mind I’ll just made a plate” she said with a smile.

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“I… “she paused thinking a moment. “I seem to find myself working more then anything. Its rare that I sit at home with a book..” She rubbed some of her red hair out of her face as she sighed quietly. “I try to pull away from that and find more time for myself but sitting at my home alone, it has set of a couple of panic attacks so I drive myself in work.” Between every time she would speak, her thumb or finger would be my her mouth for her to bite nervously at, but every time she realized she was doing it, she only placed her hands back in her lap.

“So, you’re saying that you are a workaholic?” Hannibal asked, tilting his head to the side, allowing his facial expression to change to more of a concerned look. Hannibal’s eyes shifted to the space in between them, still taking in the information for his new patient. After only a few moments, his eyes met with hers, locking the gaze. 

“You gain an excessive amount of anxiety while you’re at home, but now when you go to work, you feel the same way?”

“I…. Would say so. Work kept me occupied, work was where I went when I needed to deal with it. But now it follows me to work and I cant keep my mind occupied enough now,” she said as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

“I don’t feel like I have a place to… run to any more,” she said quietly and lowered her eyes and stood up. “Saying this out loud i see how idiotic I sound now…” she whispered.

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lillybdeadly said: “Thank you” she said quietly as she sat down in one of the seats by his desk. Her leg bouncing a little as she continued to chew at the skin around her nails nervously. “I never really thought I would come see a doctor about it” she whispered.

“That is understandable,” Hannibal responded, making his way back to the leather seat that was across from the one she was seated in. He made himself comfortable by crossing his legs and intertwining his fingers, laying his hands against his thighs as he tilted his head. 

“It’s very good that you decided to see someone about it,” he breathed in, “Now, tell me about your life. What do you do besides work in the lab?” 

“I… “she paused thinking a moment. “I seem to find myself working more then anything. Its rare that I sit at home with a book..” She rubbed some of her red hair out of her face as she sighed quietly. “I try to pull away from that and find more time for myself but sitting at my home alone, it has set of a couple of panic attacks so I drive myself in work.” Between every time she would speak, her thumb or finger would be my her mouth for her to bite nervously at, but every time she realized she was doing it, she only placed her hands back in her lap.

Teachers can be bullies too.

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I think a lot more schools need to address this, teachers can be bullies also but rarely get caught out because it’s adults word over a child’s word.

THIS^^

third grade was hell because everyone thought i was exaggerating

In sixth grade, I had a teacher scream at me several times a week for being diabetic. The principal didn’t believe me.

9th -11 grade I got the same math teacher who told me and my mother during and after my father died to get over it. And would throw away my tests and homework.

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OOC:Anyone got song suggestions for Bruce Banner?I downloaded a new video programmer and I want to make new vids,wanna make a Bruce one:)

Don’t have any song ideas yet:/

Alive by Meatloaf reminds me of him.  Works for Tony, too.

Unwell by Matchbox 20

Radioactive by Imagine Dragons

“Brain Damage” by Pink Floyd (“there’s someone in my head, but it’s not me…”)

“Comfortably Numb” by Pink Floyd

“Fix You” by Coldplay

not even jail - interpol

Animal I’ve become - Three Days Grace ((I think of him everytime))

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