Kansas City, MO, Tuesday Afternoon

[vanillajello]

After the grad brunch on Sunday, Kate had hopped a portal to a certain New York because Cinco de Mayo was just the perfect excuse to drag Hannibal out to have fun. So she'd done that. And then hung out with him yesterday, first nursing their hangovers, then out on the town where they'd made some great purchases and some even greater decisions involving permanent body art. Because you couldn't leave them together unsupervised. Not now that they were finally getting back into almost their pre-vampire days swing.

So Kate was pretty happy, coming home right now. Sure, she'd have to go to work in a couple of hours, but whatever. She was wearing some pretty spiffy new pants, and she had a bandage on the inside of one ankle. Things were pretty good.

Kicking off her shoes at the door because ugh, she just wanted them off, she called out into the apartment proper, "Honey, I'm hoooome."

[ooc: NFB, but open for that guy and texts and calls, yes. Dear dropped Hannibal modded with kind permission. Even if I was told I couldn't give him a tramp stamp.]

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[therewaslife]

It was Seamus that came bounding towards her first, little legs nearly tripping him up. He crashed into her ankles and then yipped happily, excited to see her!

[vanillajello]

"Hey, ow, don't do that!" Kate yelped when he bumped against her (relatively) newly tattooed ankle, but she didn't sound too upset. Had she been upset, she probably wouldn't have immediately crouched down to give him scritches. "Hey, baby, I missed you too, yes I did."

[therewaslife]

Bod hadn't made an appearance yet so she was left with Seamus and his yipping and attempts to jump into her arms to cuddle.

[vanillajello]

Who needed a boyfriend, anyway, when you had an adorable puppy to talk to? And also cuddle. Since she'd been gone a couple of days, Seamus had totally deserved getting picked up and cuddled.

"Aww, who's a good boy? You are!"

[therewaslife]

"He's so spoiled," Bod said, finally emerging from the bedroom with a smile on his face. "And he's going to forever blame me for you being gone so long. He'll think I kept you away."

He wouldn't.

Bod came closer and gave her a kiss hello. "Good trip?"

[vanillajello]

"Great trip," she grinned at him, while giving a belly rub to the wiggly puppy in her arms, because she was really good at multitasking. "Hannibal says hi."

[therewaslife]

"I hope he's doing well," Bod said, reaching to stroke his fingers over the puppy's ears. "Come inside, come inside. There's a few sandwiches in the refrigerator if you haven't eaten."

[vanillajello]

"He's fine." Better than he had been. Kate started towards the kitchen. Admire those crazy pants, Bod. "Total baby about tramp stamps but that was expected."

[therewaslife]

Yes, Bod was giving those pants a look now that he'd gotten his greeting out of the way. They were very...floral.

"Tramp stamp?" he asked, following her into the kitchen. "What's that? And are those pants new?"

[vanillajello]

"Yes!"

She put Seamus down on the floor and did a little twirl. To show her fabulous new pants off. "Bought them yesterday, aren't they awesome?"

[therewaslife]

"They are...very floral," Bod said, blinking at said pants. "Are there bears hidden anywhere in there?"

[vanillajello]

Kate laughed and looked at him like that was an absurd suggestion. (It was not.) "What? No."

[therewaslife]

"What, it's a valid question!" Bod pointed out, leaning against the counter and crossing his arms. "You like bears. So, there could be bears hidden in those pants."

[vanillajello]

"There are no bears in these pants," she assured him, reaching into the fridge. "I mean, you're welcome to check, but I'm pretty sure I'm right."

[therewaslife]

"I'll check later," Bod told her. "What's a tramp stamp?"

Yes, he was going back to that.

[vanillajello]

"Oh, it's a tattoo."

She gestured to her lower back with her free hand.

"You know, around here."

[therewaslife]

"Why does a tattoo on your lower back get that sort of label?" Bod wondered, frowning quizzically.

[vanillajello]

"I dunno." She shrugged, closing the fridge door again now that she'd retrieved a sandwich. "It's visible with low riding jeans? Guess it just looks skanky."

[therewaslife]

"Huh." Bod scratched his cheek. "Did he get a tattoo elsewhere?"

[vanillajello]

"Yeah, on his side. Because I'm great at persuasion." Or possibly Hannibal's impulse control wasn't great. She bit into her sandwich. "Oh my God I didn't realize I was starving."

[therewaslife]

"You persuaded him to get a tattoo?" Bod asked, raising an eyebrow. "Of what?"

[vanillajello]

"Minnie Mouse."

Of course.

"But like, classy 1930s Minnie."

[therewaslife]

"And did he persuade you to get something?" Bod asked, tilting his head.

[vanillajello]

"No."

That was true! Because while she had a new tattoo, it was one she'd had in mind for a while. No persuasion necessary.

[therewaslife]

"So, you just watched him get a tattoo?" Bod asked curiously. "I thought you more a doer and not a spectator."