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letsgoplay-murder entered 221 Baker Street.
Mrs. Hudson fixed her dress when a knock echoed through the ground floor of 221 Baker Street, stepping out of her flat and crossing to the front door. She swung it open and smiled warmly at the person on the other side. “Yes?”
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Using only song names from one artist/band cleverly answer these questions. Pass it to 10 people. Try not to repeat a song title, it’s a lot harder than you think!
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Pick your artist/band: Fall Out Boy
Gender: Thriller
Describe yourself: The Phoenix (get it? Because he ‘rose from the ashes’?)
How do you feel?: I Don’t Care
If you could go anywhere, where would you go?: Chicago Is So Two Years Ago
Your favorite form of transportation: Grand Theft Autumn
Your best friend is: Novacaine
You and your best friends are: Immortals
If your life was a TV, what would the title be?: Sophmore Slump or Comeback of the Year
What is life to you: Just One Yesterday
Your relationship: Alone Together
Your fear: Death Valley
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There wasn’t much sunlight left but Beyond was damned if he wasn’t going to enjoy it. He didn’t often get to have lazy days but today was one of those rare occasions and the last thing he needed was someone coming to bother him. Which was, unfortunately, something he got.
He’d shut his eyes for a second when suddenly a shadow crossed the little vision he had; ruining his sunbathing experience. “Unless you’ve got something to make my day,” Beyond opened an eye to stare at the stranger. “I suggest you move, sweetheart.”
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He hadn’t been expecting it. The rough pull into the alley. The knife pressed up against his neck. It had all been so sudden, so abrupt, that he was in a state of shock. He stared, wide-eyed at his attacker. No. No, there was two. There was someone beside him too. He was frozen in place, unsure of what to do at all. Then, he was pushed against the wall, his head hitting the cold stone hard.
“Hey, are you listening to me, you little shit. Give me all the money you have or you’re dead!”
“L-Let go of me!” He managed, shouting the words and struggling just out of their grasp. He fell a little to the ground, before beginning to run away. But he was quickly caught, and pinned back to the wall. Dizziness caught up to him then, and it clouding his features. He blinked, rapidly, then looked up again to them dazily, as one of them pet him down, searching for money.
Only then did he realize that he had a bit of the Death Note in his pocket. He suddenly tried to push them off again, but it failed. They’d find out. They’d see Ryuk. Ryuk, who was just standing there. He get that he didn’t want to interfer with anything but Light could very possbily die right now! Didn’t he care?! At all?!
“Gah, the kid doesn’t have any money!”
“Let’s just kill him and get outta here, man.”
They didn’t find the bit of the Death Note. That was good. Right? But.. But they were going to kill him. And all he could do was stand there. There were two of them. They had a weapon. All he had was a useless Shinigami. There was nothing he could do.
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Oh, Kali had seen the Shinigami.
For the briefest of moments, she cast a surprised gaze toward Ryuk. However, she didn’t say anything about him. Kali had noted the young man’s reaction, and… if her hunch was correct… the fact that he’d just pulled that paper from her hand told her that the paper and the shinigami were related somehow.
“Sheesh- I pick up a paper to throw it away and this is how I’m treated? That thing must be special to you or somethin, y’know, with how ya just pulled it away like that.” Kali forced a lighthearted laugh and then proceeded to speak once more. “I was gonna ask you if you could show me t’ the nearest place for good food… but now I kinda wanna know what’s got you so tense?”
She’d look into figuring out what the laughing creature behing Light was later, although it was difficult to pretend it wasn’t there. Kali knew nothing of Shinigami- only a few old stories- so she couldn’t quite figure out that the creature was a god of death. She did realize, however, that it wasn’t any hallucination.
“. . . Huh?”
Light wasn’t convinced. He hoped, but he wasn’t convinced. He couldn’t completely wave her off, he couldn’t risk her investigating - whether or not she really could see the Shinigami. No one could find out about the Death Note.
He sighed, very quietly, and straightened himself up properly. This... may be difficult. But he needed to calm down. First, find out her name. Second, see if she really could see Ryuk. Ryuk. Who was still, annoyingly, chuckling behind him.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to be so sudden with that.” He allowed a small embarrassed chuckle, and stuffed the bit of paper back into the bottom of his pocket. “It’s nothing. Actually it’s the only bit of paper I have.. I need it for later.” If she couldn’t see Ryuk, then that might be a suitble excuse. If she did.... definitely not. But if she did, no excuse would surfice.
He relaxed a little, and smiled, “I really do apologize, though. ...There’s actually a pretty good food place around the corner from here. I can show you, if you like.”
“Do you trust me?”
“Trust you?” That was a bit of an odd question, wasn’t it? At least, not one that was typically necessary; conversation seldom called for it, as trust was not something to be given or taken lightly, contrary though people may act. Either way, one could often tell what the answer would be without words needing to be spoken. Yes, trust was not something to be given lightly, especially if you’re anything like Suguru Shimura. Trust from the likes of him was a rare object, difficult to obtain and all too easy to lose. Of course he didn’t trust her; he doubted he even knew her. He did not remember her, after all, and Shimura remembers people. However, he could not say this; courtesy was always essential. A few drops of sweat began to form at his forehead. His voice is somewhat quiet and shaky, desperate not to offend. “I’m sorry, but I don’t believe I’ve ever met you.”
