Awkard Encounters
Character Names: Naomi, Tom, Light, Misa
When: Friday, post Apollo's death
Location: Apollo's room
Summary: The fifth victim of the week has been killed. No progress has been made. People aren't happy.
Rating: PG-13?
Warnings: Cursing? General rawr?
Naomi was back at the scene of the crime, but it wasn't like being here would bring her any closer to a solution. She was basically completely out of ideas at that point. The only thing she could think of was to get the entire manor to cooperate and stay on guard, waiting in secret for the killer, but Misora had heard enough from the residents to know that trust was not exactly a common commodity around here, not that she had been any exception either. Collaboration might as well have been a lost cause from the very start.
"I had been wrong about everything. Damn it." She had thought she had pinpointed B's pattern of murder, but the sudden change in course had completely thrown all of her theories down the drain. It was utterly humiliating.
Naomi stood beside Apollo's bed, clutching her chest as if in pain, then agonizingly toppling over on top of the victim's bed as if she had just suffered a heart attack. For a few seconds, she just remained in that position, motionless. Then Misora opened her eyes and sighed. This tactic had worked when she had been working on the LABB case, but now she just felt plain silly.
When: Friday, post Apollo's death
Location: Apollo's room
Summary: The fifth victim of the week has been killed. No progress has been made. People aren't happy.
Rating: PG-13?
Warnings: Cursing? General rawr?
Naomi was back at the scene of the crime, but it wasn't like being here would bring her any closer to a solution. She was basically completely out of ideas at that point. The only thing she could think of was to get the entire manor to cooperate and stay on guard, waiting in secret for the killer, but Misora had heard enough from the residents to know that trust was not exactly a common commodity around here, not that she had been any exception either. Collaboration might as well have been a lost cause from the very start.
"I had been wrong about everything. Damn it." She had thought she had pinpointed B's pattern of murder, but the sudden change in course had completely thrown all of her theories down the drain. It was utterly humiliating.
Naomi stood beside Apollo's bed, clutching her chest as if in pain, then agonizingly toppling over on top of the victim's bed as if she had just suffered a heart attack. For a few seconds, she just remained in that position, motionless. Then Misora opened her eyes and sighed. This tactic had worked when she had been working on the LABB case, but now she just felt plain silly.