16 [In Person] [Third Murder]

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[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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[pinkhairedkitty.livejournal.com]

What's going on?



Is he dead?

[Hope you don't mind - let me know and I can poof this]

[stalking_horse]

[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.

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[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.

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[stalking_horse]

[.........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.]

[photogenickitty.livejournal.com]

[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.]

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[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.

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[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.]

[pinkhairedkitty.livejournal.com]

Wh-Wh-What is going on?