Bored, bored, bored. There wasn't anyone to talk to and Richard could only torment house elves for so long. So he decided to go bother other applicants instead.
For some reason, he was drawn to the obscenely perky walking mass of ruffles and lace in one corner. Maybe it was the feeling that there was more there than there appeared. Maybe it was because she seemed to be protesting a bit much to the killing question.
Or maybe he was just randomly bored.
"Why wouldn't you want to kill them?" he asked. "It's so much fun. Especially when you don't know them."
"But most people don't deserve to be killed! Only bad people. There are a lot of bad people, though." She stopped there; she'd spent enough time tied up just because some obsessive pervert thought she might be Kira! It wouldn't do to sound too sympathetic to vigilantes. She narrowed her eyes. "But if you like killing, maybe someone should kill you."
"If they're a criminal," she said slowly, as if explaining to someone very stupid. It was probably a good thing for Richard she no longer had the Note or even the memory of it; she'd played pretty fast and loose with her definition of 'bad' at the time. "And you're not funny!"
"A criminal. Anyone who breaks the law?" From his sleeve, he pulled a tiny piece of wadded paper, which he let drop to the floor. "Oh no! I'm littering! I deserve to die!"
Smirk. "I knew a baker once who said the same thing. Then his bakery burned to the ground. Now that's comedy."
"Oh, you wound me to the core." Eyeroll. He's heard so much worse. "I suspect that has more to do with the whole chalk-white-pasty-lord-of-the-undead-look. And maybe the tendency to fix things with fire."
"Some women like the 'mysterious' type! Maybe you just need a makeover. If you--" got laid "--had a girlfriend, maybe you would be happier and not so mean!"
Blink. Blink. Blink. For a second, he almost looked offended, stepping towards Misa, looking for once like the evil he was supposed to be as he loomed over her -
- and then abruptly started laughing. For a solid three minutes. Hey, when you'd perfected the maniacal laugh, might as well show it off. "Now that is funny."
And, had he picked up on what she had implied, seriously wrong on many many levels.
For some reason, he was drawn to the obscenely perky walking mass of ruffles and lace in one corner. Maybe it was the feeling that there was more there than there appeared. Maybe it was because she seemed to be protesting a bit much to the killing question.
Or maybe he was just randomly bored.
"Why wouldn't you want to kill them?" he asked. "It's so much fun. Especially when you don't know them."
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"Only bad people deserve to get killed," Richard echoed in a bad falsetto. "So how do you tell if someone's 'bad,' little girl?"
"Really?" He sounded astonished. "And here I thought all those homicide attempts were because they thought I wasn't funny. Who'd have thought?"
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Smirk. "I knew a baker once who said the same thing. Then his bakery burned to the ground. Now that's comedy."
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- and then abruptly started laughing. For a solid three minutes. Hey, when you'd perfected the maniacal laugh, might as well show it off. "Now that is funny."
And, had he picked up on what she had implied, seriously wrong on many many levels.
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...no. Too much fun pushing her buttons.
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