#thekaptain-k

[askmurderplier]

She sits down on the couch as she tosses the last bit of her sandwhich at a pigeon near by.

“Because it’s fun. Doing dangerous things you know. Like getting to know a murderer and learning how they do things. Makes things exciting!”

"I see.... A morbid fascination. Well far be it from me to deny such a curiosity. I'll happily answer questions so long as this stays here." He paused looking up as Frost came in, standing to go help her clean up. "You're welcomed to watch how this goes, Karah. I'll answer more questions once we're done cleaning up the... mess..."

[askmurderplier]

She’s still slightly on edge. She puts everything back up and grabs her backpack just in case she needs to book it.

“Okay then. Whatever will get you to trust me.”

He's watching carefully but takes a step back, moving to sit on a raggedy armchair, gesturing for Karah to come sit on the crappy sofa too. "Why the curiosity? Truly? Is it that you want to learn how to be a profiler? To be a killer yourself? Perhaps just a morbid curiosity for the macabre? Journalist? Writer? Why the curiosity friend?"

[askmurderplier]

“Hey now! Not everyone is out to get you.”

Starting to get a bit nervous especially with the knife in his hand.

“But maybe I just left my ID at home. I can leave and get it if that bothers you so much. Or I can just leave….I can tell you’re a busy man”

"Whooaaa easy now~ No need to go running away! You can't fault me for being cautious, Karah, a murder just happened on my lawn and people are looking for me! Just being cautious is all~" He even makes a show of his hands up, meaning no harm- for now- and setting the knife away in his coat. It can easily come back out if she becomes a threat. "Perhaps a few questions in return might help ease us both from the tension? hm?"

[askmurderplier]

“How many people get to be face to face with a serial killer!? I’ve always been interested in murder cases and how one gets away with it. I promise I don’t want to tell anyone and get on your bad side trust me. And ID?”

Scatters through her bag once again

“I uh don’t think I brought an ID. Is that going to be a problem?”

"Everyone carries ID on them. Most have it in a wallet. Those who don't.... have something to hide" He smirked a little and took a single step closer, the knife still in hand. "Despite your adoration of the pigeons... What reason have I to trust a stranger who invited themselves into my home knowing full well that a possible dangerous person lived here, directly after a cop came to investigate and now asking a lot of questions? If anything, Karah, .... you make yourself a threat to a settlement of 3 very...dangerous... people... So..... Without an Identifying piece... What reason have I to trust you are... friendly?"

[askmurderplier]

Stares at the knife intimidated but mesmerize.

“Aw you named it! You know for a mass murderer you can be such a cute softy! No offense uh Anyways! Next question. How do you choose your victims?”

He flusters a bit getting a little defensive. Softy?! Soft!? Hmph. "Any particular reason you're taking notes? Forgive me, but after having a detective on my doorstep, and you just waltzing your way in, and a murder happening on my front lawn, I'm a little apprehensive to answer rather incriminating questions- I'm sure you can understand? Don't suppose you'd be willing to show some ID? Just to make sure you aren't a cop-"

[askmurderplier]

She scatters through her backpack for her paper with the list of questions. Dropping pen and paper everywhere scaring the pigeons.

“Sorry um anyways next question! What’s the best weapon to use and why? Do you use more than one?”

As one of the pigeons flutters by him he doesn't move or flinch, just lets it go by. Used to the whole flock in startle mode for various reasons. He seems reluctant at first to answer but slowly settles into answering a few questions. "That all depends on the mood!" He dug into his coats inner pocket holding up a leather bound tool kit, opening it up and showing off the various tools. Among which would be; a corkscrew, pliers, a scalpel, finger guillotine, and various small pointed instruments that would likely hurt a lot if jabbed into an eye. He sets the kit away again and takes out a small black knife, held delicately like one might a feather. "But this one..... This is Chica. She bites~" He smirked showing off his prized knife before tucking it away again.

[askmurderplier]

“How generous of you? Well then you still never answered my question from the beginning Mr. Serial killer. In fact I still have many questions about your murdering hobby. That is why I came after all!”

"I suppose I could answer your many, MANY, questions, so long as you can be trusted. I'd hate to have my good friend have to.... remove another witness." He smirks a little coldly. "But to answer your first question. I do it because simply.....It's so much Fun~"

[askmurderplier]

“Oh no I would never call the cops! Unless it involves me or the pigeons being in danger. I’m just excited I caught your lie. You can’t hide anything from me mister!”

She looks outside at the brutal murder scene then looks back at him. Kind of nervous at what the two of them could do.

“Just to be clear we’re good. We’re friends right? And your friend there won’t hurt me?”

He holds a more aloof and flowy tone, moving his hands fluidly. "Oh that aaalll depends on whether or not you can be trusted! I'd like to think you and I are friends, you were willing to take care of my pigeons after all~ Generosity gets returned of course"