http://theother1412.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] theother1412.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] justonetruth2010-01-02 03:55 am
Entry tags:

(no subject)

[If you're of a mind to be around a particular area - about where a certain deceased detective was a while ago, in fact - you might just notice a white-clad thief leaning against a wall]

[It's not a casual slump, nor an elegant one - it's the slump of the exhausted, and he certainly looks it - his hat pulled down low, some papers held in one hand, and his eyes half-lidded, seeing nothing in particular]

[a little while after this] [all Shinichi be warned] [in fact, -everyone- be warned]
moptothehead: (this long dark night)

[personal profile] moptothehead 2010-01-13 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
A contract...?

[a contract for what?]

[...An assassin. He said he's an assassin.]

But you--

[he can't. He can't, Kaito doesn't kill people except this one does and she has to stop him --

-- no, he said he'd wait. He isn't going to do anything right now.

She has to calm down. She still has time.]

[She hopes.]

I--

[Saying something as mundane as "okay" or "all right" isn't possible right now. Not when they're talking about people's lives. But she doesn't want to do anything to tear down what progress they've managed to make, and all she manages is an awkward subject change]

Can I go bandage my wrist?
Edited 2010-01-14 03:16 (UTC)
moptothehead: (hmph!)

[personal profile] moptothehead 2010-01-14 07:41 am (UTC)(link)
[he sounds entirely too gleeful, and she frowns]

I won't faint.

[she might, really, but she's not the type to easily admit to such a thing even when she isn't accompanying homicidal assassins. As if to prove her point, she lets go of him, tries to push away -- though not too hard, since she's already tottering.

She just has to make it to... wherever this place keeps its bandages. That's all.

Which would be easier if she knew where that was]
moptothehead: (determined to see it through)

[personal profile] moptothehead 2010-01-14 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
I won't!

[she steadies herself with her uninjured hand on the hallway wall, and starts making her way towards the lobby. Hopefully she can orient herself from there, or find someone who knows where a first aid room is.

She isn't sure whether she expects him to follow or not, much less whether she wants him to -- though she's leaning towards yes, if only so she can keep an eye on him, especially with that 'contract' he mentioned he has. And she doesn't know if the 'fire' he sees will go away so easily next time, either.]
moptothehead: (maybe it'll come back up)

[personal profile] moptothehead 2010-01-15 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
[he isn't following]

[she hesitates, stops, turns to him]

...Do you want Aoko's room number?

[now it's her turn to trust. It would be all to easy for him to take advantage of something so simple... but at the same time, this way, if he needs her, he'll be able to find her]
moptothehead: (for the last time stop reading Oprah)

[personal profile] moptothehead 2010-01-15 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[well that wasn't too creepy]

I've done okay that way so far.

[she's already had her trust broken once, and broken badly. But she recovered from it, and it's made her stronger]

Be careful.

[Of yourself and others.]

[and she turns back to find the lobby. She really needs those painkillers now]