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16 [In Person] [Third Murder]

[If you were to enter the parlor at anytime during the day you'd first see a tiny trail of blood. Fresh blood. The smell lingering in the room with it. The trail of fresh blood leads up to a body sitting in a chair, blood oozing from his forehead and knees. Eyes were closed and arms were dangling down at the sides of the chair, body limp and still.

There are no other signs on the body of any other foul play. No bruises on anywhere on the body, no marks. Nothing.]

[OOC: Yeah changed my mind and choose Oz in the end after thinking about it logiclly.]

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[Aoko is cleaning because of the large mess everyone made that she's still unhappy about. So she's dusting and scrubbing and-]

[--is that... blood!?]

[Oh God.

It is.]

[...her eyes slowly follow the trail until they stop at the body--]

[...]

[Yup. You guessed it. She screams. Loud. Anyone nearby would have heard that.]

[Obviously Kaito had still been following her, though he'd been falling a little behind. When he heard the scream though, he immediately rushed over to her.]

Aoko! What- Whoa!

[Okay, this? Is bad.]

[Immediately, Aoko latches onto Kaito and buries her face in his shirt to avoid the unpleasant scene]

K-Kaito, I-I think he's dead. [obviously.]

[He'd been in the library - going back over it, checking for any signs that may've been missed... besides the negative space of the LACK of traces. Not even a stray hair from killer or victim caught on the wall or anything.]

[The scream down the hall reshuffled his priorities, and had him in the parlor in record time - Aoko, Kaito still with her, and ...]

[Another body, sitting in one of the chairs.]

[They were keeping back - good sense, really, beyond just sparing Aoko further trauma; he walked closer to the chair carefully, minding the floor for any traces before he potentially disturbed them...although one thing sprang to mind at the layout.]

... A mafia execution? [of one sort among many, really - but no signs of struggle, no bindings....]

[Yes it was pretty obvious that the guy was dead, but he wasn't about to point that out, instead he just hugged Aoko protectively, looking grim. Another murder, and again whoever was doing this changed their method of killing.

He wasn't too surprised when Hakuba showed up as quickly as he did. He looked at the body again before nodding to the detective.]

I guess we'd better get back to the room. Come on Aoko.

[He was a little worried about Hakuba, but he knew that he couldn't really help him directly on this, even though he could do the detective thing pretty well himself when he had to, because Aoko needed him and he could help Hakuba just as well by making sure she was safe so Hakuba could focus on the case.]

[Aoko nodded against Kaito- she wasn't really feeling the best now and had no objections to going back to the room.]

...

[She cast a look back at Hakuba and wondered how his health was about now- he had to have been tired.]

[He nods to Kaito.] I have work to do here - it seems like people have noticed the noise, so I shouldn't be alone for very long. [And the killer hasn't been back at the scene of the crime that fast so far.]

[If anything, he looked less tired and more on edge, although it was, at least, a very focused on edge; he was already pulling out the Blackberry to get photographs... and with no signs of restraints or struggle, a blood sample would be next, and checking for other signs of the victim being drugged.]

[On his way to find Oz actually since he hadn't heard anything from in a long time, when he hears the scream coming from the parlor. He makes his way over but falters when he sees the blood trail. He follows it thinking someone might be hurt, but what he sees is much worse.

He freezes at the scene and his stomach turns before he brings his hands up to his mouth. It takes a moment longer for him to distinguish a face under all the red. When he finally does, he's in disbelief and actually takes a step closer, hoping to be wrong.]

O-Oz!

What's going on?

Is he dead?

[He looked over as soon as he noticed them - ]

[name said -> at least one of them knew the victim. Ears -> Same world as Natsuo? ...definitely civilians, probably students, and finding this...]

[He'd have to swipe police tape the next city they were in, at least to serve as a warning - he walked over carefully, keeping calm and quiet.]

I'm sorry. It - looks like there's been another murder.

[Oz..., why Oz? He never hurt anyone. He was sitting to... just like Seimei. Yuiko's voice pulls him out of his thoughts. His ears flatten against his head and he whirls around with tears in his eyes when he hears that stupid question.]

What kind of questi-

[The adult speaking to them seemed to cut off his outburst. His calm tone only seems to upset Ritsuka more and he clenches his fist and he speaks tensely.]

We've noticed.

[.........He frowned, dropping his gaze, and looked away. He never was as good at dealing with this side of things.]

I'm trying to find who's doing this ... to stop this.

[He looks up now, to Ritsuka - and stops bothering to entirely cover how worn around the edges he is.] ... Take care of her - if you knew him, I'd like to talk, when you have time... maybe find out why him, or some clue who it was.

[OOC - MUN is crashing soon - he'll be around, but ... well, at work, and in the room, so don't mind him until/unless one of them goes to poke him.]

Edited 2011-01-26 12:02 (UTC)

[He wanted to help...? Ritsuka visibly calms and looks up at him.]

If you think it'll help, I'll talk to you... but Oz-

[Flinches when he hears Yuiko sick sounds and he lets out a shaky breath, feeling his own stomach turn.]

Y-yeah, I really should go... I

[He was a loss for words. He wants to help Oz, but Yuiko needed help right now and he couldn't stand being in the room much longer.]

S-sorry, Oz...

[The boy says sadly and runs out to help Yuiko.]

[Suddenly, a familiar figure has appeared behind the pair. He covers Ritsuka's eyes with one hand; with the other, he takes Yuiko's hand to lead her away from the gore.]

Ritsuka and Yuiko, you shouldn't look at this.

[The boy's heart was pounding in his chest and he wants to hyperventilate, but the smell made him gag. He wasn't sure what was a worse smell. This scent of copper and rot or burnt flesh. He welcomes the darkness Soubi's palm brings when it slips over his eyes, but it was too late. The image was still clear in his memory and he lets out a broken sob.]

Edited 2011-01-27 09:03 (UTC)

Wh-Wh-What is going on?

DAMMIT!

[It's a mob hit. B thinks he's being clever. He takes out his blackberry and sends a quick text to Conan:

]

[Conan had been going over the first crime scene and makes it quickly to the parlor- his eyes narrow at the sight of the body- he's far too used to walking in a room with a dead body.

Mafia hit.]

[Mello's eyes flick over to the child]

He's continuing to imitate the killing styles of other people at the Manor.

[Mello stares distantly down at the body]

This time it's me.

Edited 2011-01-26 22:46 (UTC)

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