[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

[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?

[diehardreaper]

You sound like the right company for it too. But I'll be sure to take you up on that offer. Though I've a lady to keep an eye out for today.

[ A small jerk of his head to the girl next to him who just manages to shoot a dry look back. But you have his attention. ]

So what brings you about? Just came to drop off a bottle? In the area and came to say hello?

[deniles]

Ah, yes, of course. A playboy like yourself does need to help some people out.

[He's totally used to getting looked at like that. And he doesn't really care. Whoops.]

Drop off a bottle, for the most part. You sounded like you needed it.

[diehardreaper]

Come on, I wouldn't mack on a lass whose beau just died! That's just in poor form, specially if he was me own.

[ There's a long breath though as he leans forward on the table that follows his little tease. ]

Yeah... did need it. Poor lad didn't deserve it, going the way he did. So young, too.

[deniles]

Oh well, you are quite a gentleman, aren't you? Far kinder than me.

[He slides his hand over. No hitting on Ron today.]

How did he go? ...If you don't mind me asking.

[diehardreaper]

Bit of mercy for the poor girl.

[ He'd reach over to ruffle her hair but she looks quite ready to bite. But there's a frown though as he digs out his phone. ]

Here. Bit on the gruesome side but best you read for yourself.

[ And he slides his phone over with this news article pulled up. He doesn't want to get into details. Not with Hime in earshot. No sense getting her to recall all the details. ]

[deniles]

[He takes his phone and reads it, his face not changing from the plain, neutral style he had when he took it. He has his own comments on the idea, so after he hands the phone back, he pulls out his own and begins typing.]

The death is clearly someone trying to get attention. Someone lonely who has no real skills of their own besides dissection. Not that I feel sorry for them.

Obviously a try-hard.

[He sighs and looks up at Ron.]

Quite a number of deaths these days.

[diehardreaper]

[ There's a nod at that comment. Try-hard, really. He's seen enough murders on the job to know that much. ]

More'n more people let on. Looks like we've a ruddy serial killer on our hands. Don't wager you've heard anything about the earlier ones, have you?

[deniles]

I've been keeping myself out of it. I'm not interested in dealing with murderers myself.

[Because they're all boring and useless and what's even the point.]

Sorry I can't help more.

[diehardreaper]

S'fine, mate. Normally I wouldn't get involved meself but...

[ Insert vague hand gesture that should show "You know why". There's a sigh though as he taps his finger on the table. ]

M'not asking to get involved though just... if you hear anything, let us know, eh?

[ He offers a grin back. ]

[deniles]

Of course.

[He doesn't need to say why. He just knows. Don't worry, Ron. He's a good guy.]

You'll be the first one if I do.

[But, he hopes the next time they talk, it's over booze and a good friendly chat than just murder.]

[diehardreaper]

Thanks. It'll be appreciated.

[ Despite her evident silence, Hime considers this an appropriate time to offer a bow back and a murmured thank you. Grieving though she may be, she hasn't forgotten her manners.

But Ron does place his hand on Niles' shoulder with a small grin that's seen better days. ]

Don't let me keep you though. M'sure you've better to do than to hang about a pair of downers, eh?

[deniles]

You're not so bad. But I'm sure you want to save a spot for people who have information.

[He chuckles, patting Ron's hand, before nodding to Hime.]

We'll speak soon. Don't be a stranger, Ron.