[BBS/Action] | If I have to sin to see you again...

[diehardreaper]

Posted:July 27, 11:34 AM
From: Baron Samedi

a. bbs; the Baron declares war

[ It starts with a message on the BBS]

I know one of you did it. One of you killed Rei Ryugazaki. I'm bloody well sure it was and I'm not going to stop til I find you, I swear on me scythe.

But there were others too, I know. I want anyone who knows anything about these murders to come forward. I want to hear everything you lot know and where we can start looking for the bastard to bring them to justice!

My name's Ronald Knox. I'll be waiting here if anyone wants to talk for your privacy's sake.

[ Included are directions to a quiet cafe tucked away in the sidestreets of Tokyo. ]

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Who: Ronald Knox, Kuroyukihime, anyone who wants to talk about MURDERS~
When: July 27, 12am-6pm
Where: A small cafe in Tokyo
What: Ron wants answers and Hime needs a hug
Warnings: M U R D E R S

b. action; Not so shady dealings...

[ Anyone who decides to take Ron up on his offer is going to find him taking up one booth of said cafe, right in the corner with a cup of tea in front of him. It's gone cold and he's intently watching the door. Beside him sits a young lady, her dark hair shielding her face but her shoulders are shaking and her eyes are red. Hime isn't looking her best but she's trying. In front of her is a notepad, and a pen. Clearly she'll be taking notes.

But should anyone approach, Ron would be sure to address them, looking up at them before rising from his seat and motioning to the cushioned seat in front of them. ]

She's with me. Rei was... special to her and he was my shinki. If you've come to talk, there's nowhere better. I want to know everything.




[ ooc: both prompts are ota, either one will do. Answers may come from Ron (diehardreaper) or Kuroyukihime (papillonprincess). Please indicate who you want in the subject of your tag. ]

Comments

B - Ron

[deniles]

[He doesn't know what happened to Rei. He's not sure about any of the murders, except that he wonders if any fingers are going to be pointing his way with the trouble he's caused people.

He's not going to be thinking that. Instead, he wants to try and make Ron's life easier.

He enters the cafe, moving to the booth and holding up a bottle of bourbon as he moves beside it.]

Brought this for you. I have nothing to help, but at least you'll have something to enjoy.

[diehardreaper]

[ He looks tired... but not so tired that he can't offer his friend a smile back. There's a pause as he inspects the bourbon knowing his godly counterpart would have appreciated this. ]

....Preciate the gesture, Niles. It'll be good to take the burn. Fancy splitting the bottle with me sometime?

[deniles]

You know me. I'm always available for that.

[He chuckles, leaning against the table.]

Just call me when you want to, alright?

text

[sharkmaid]

Where is he?

[Killed? That... doesn't seem right. It can't be right. ... How?]

How do you know this?

text;

[diehardreaper]

I was his god. Didn't come home last night so I thought he'd spent the evening with the lady here.

When I woke up, his name was gone and Hime was banging on my front door. It was all over the news this morning apparently.

[ linked article from this morning's news ]

text; 1/2

[sharkmaid]

[The news... He should have tuned into that. He's usually so on top of things. But something like this-- How could it have slipped past him?

He's not sure he wants to open the attached link, that being said, whether that be out of denial or disgust. But Rei was his friend, even if he forgot all about it... and he can't disrespect him like this. He has to know if this is all true.

So he opens it.

And reads it. Slowly.]

text;

[sharkmaid]

[... It takes him several minutes before he can fashion any coherent response.]

Do you have any other information now? Motives, people?

[He's trying not to be frantic. Trying.]

private text; afternoon of the 28th

[subtract]

How many of these murders have there been that you're aware of?

private text;

[diehardreaper]

To be perfectly honest, I dunno. I'd heard a bit of a muttering here and there. My loas let me know but now it's personal.

Why? What've you heard?

private text;

[subtract]

Loas?

It seems we're in the same situation, then. I recall hearing of a pair of gods or shinki who were murdered a couple weeks ago, supposedly they had propaganda from the anti-Amaterasu group carved into their bodies. You believe these deaths are related?

An associate of mine was also killed recently under dubious circumstances, but I can't confirm if that's related at all.

b, ron

[revolutionfalcon]

[Despite having met Ron a few times by now, Shun is cautious about the callout for information. There are parts of it he doesn't want spreading unchecked, and he can't entirely trust that things are going to be private if they're exchanged at a public cafe.

But in the first place, he'd agreed not to share certain details of the case. Collating the bits and pieces of evidence that had largely made it either to the network or out in rumour form, though, is a less risky matter, and he eventually settles on passing that much along.

Rather than risk hanging around outside and being seen if the murderer took notice of the meeting location as well, Shun teleports directly into the cafe, landing somewhere in the back. He scopes out the area quickly before heading over to the booth from the opposite direction to the door.

Shun spares the girl a glance, but little else as he sits down. He usually prefers not to, but it's a bit serious of a situation to be arguing about it.]

You're sure this place is free of eavesdroppers? [He doesn't sound at all perturbed by the possibility, his voice remaining neutral, but it's still rather low. Being overheard is extra trouble he'd rather not deal with.]

[diehardreaper]

[ At least someone knows how to make an entrance. He takes his own seat though and nods, leaning against the couch and stretching his arm over the back. ]

Yeah, m'sure. I've been here enough to know who the regulars are to start. Anyone who's not one of us normally pays me no mind. So if there's anyone who actually notices m'here...

[ But he lowers his hand, fishing for his phone a moment before tapping out a message and placing the phone between them so the screen is visible. ]

Or do you want to talk this way instead?

[revolutionfalcon]

[Knowing the regulars and picking out people noticing them aren't exactly methods Shun's willing to bank on, because feigning ignorance of their presence is still a possibility. So when Ron pulls out his phone and taps out the message, Shun looks over it before giving a short nod.

Pulling the phone towards him briefly, he deletes the original message, tapping out his own with deft fingers.]

Less of a risk. How much do you already know?

[With that quick remark typed, he turns the phone back around and pushes it towards Ron again. Shun's still keeping an eye on their surroundings every spare moment, out of habit if nothing else.]

B - ota

[priforprince]

[ Some unfortunate kid has left their stuffed goat toy tucked behind a chair in this café. It's not really doing anything except staring at Ron and Kuroyukihime's table. ]

[papillonprincess]

[ It's Hime who notices the goat when she comes back from the washroom. She'd gone to wash her face, surprised by how red her eyes were. But something as innocent as a stuffed animal is enough to cause the tiniest smile. ]

Baron, I believe we have an audience.

[ "S'long as it isn't an ayakashi." ]

No.. I don't think so...

[ Though she will take it out from behind the chair and put it on the table. There. If the owner came back, they're sure to find it again. ]

[priforprince]

[ The goat does not respond to this thoughtful gesture, but it is sure to be appreciated.


....and several blocks away, at a completely different teahouse, there's a waitress wondering where this smashed teacup next to an empty table came fro--

oh, goodness, there's a guest there, she's so sorry, sir ]

A, private, from: chikusa kakimoto

[kokuyoyo]

Have you gone to see the crime scene or the body?

private text;

[diehardreaper]

Crime scene, yeah
Body, no
They'd taken him away before I got here I'm afraid
Hime heard from the news
I heard from her

private text;

[kokuyoyo]

I can probably find out where it's been taken and break into the morgue to investigate it myself, if you don't have anyone else to do it.

A, from: Wendy

[nopixiedust]

I wish I culd help more but I dont' think i could
but if you need someone small and fast let me know
Whoever it was took Venus too and I want to see them schoke on their own blood

text;

[diehardreaper]

I'll be sure to keep you in mind if'n when we'll be needing a firecracker like yourself, miss
But I hope you wouldn't mind me asking
This Venus. How long ago was she attacked?

Text: Dali

[stonebird]

Ronald? What do you know? You have my aid; all you need do is ask.

Text:

[diehardreaper]

Thanks. Any help's appreciated.
Not much we know at the moment but that's why I'm asking.
Though I'll spare you the details since they're anything but pleasant.
Anyroad
I don't suppose you know anyone connected to the previous victims, do you?

Private

[fullcowl]

I'm sorry this is affecting you.

There have been six murders before him. The first four were found in pairs. The next two were committed within a day of each other.

If that pattern holds, then the killer will find their next target within the next 24 hours.

Private

[diehardreaper]

It's fine. We'd barely started working together he and I.
Used to be my beau's shinki so I knew the lad. Bit of personal business now.

That's a likely pattern though. Best we keep our eyes open just in case.
Third time's the charm and all that, right?
Were they any of yours if you don't mind my asking?