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*if Mello were a cat, her ears would have pricked up as she hears a boom from the forest because hey, explosions are loud*
*thinking that she must be losing the little that she had left of it, she turns back to her book for a moment before the rancid smell of smoke and burnt human skin hits her, smirking as she snaps her book shut and begins to make her way over there; after all, what real vampire would deny themselves a free meal of blood which had clearly been brought about through human suffering?*
Hn.
*chuckles as she gets there, catching sight of the various dead bodies that her previous self could put a name to: Shikamaru, Marik and others that she previously hadn't known. Right now, it just looked like a damn good feast.*
*but wait, who's that panda-like, scrawny boy covered in bruises and burns, messily dotted around like a child's canvas?-- he doesn't look like he would be much good for food, but--*
... L.
*her eyes drop to the ground, catching sight of paper. Notebook paper. She picks up the least burnt piece she could find, and feels it, discovering that it was of the same consistency as her own page of the Death Note.*
... Taro.
*deciding that no, Taro wouldn't do this, she racked her brains for the next most likely candidate for something like this; who knew enough about the Death Note to be able to carry out something like this? Who would carry out such a large group of murders?*
*growls* Johnny.
*she moves back into the House, feeling her gaze burn and her heart quicken, searching the hallways for any sign of the killer*
((OOC: Continued from here. ICly locked to Johnny and possibly L when he wakes up. :3 Also has the potential to get pretty squicky.))
*thinking that she must be losing the little that she had left of it, she turns back to her book for a moment before the rancid smell of smoke and burnt human skin hits her, smirking as she snaps her book shut and begins to make her way over there; after all, what real vampire would deny themselves a free meal of blood which had clearly been brought about through human suffering?*
Hn.
*chuckles as she gets there, catching sight of the various dead bodies that her previous self could put a name to: Shikamaru, Marik and others that she previously hadn't known. Right now, it just looked like a damn good feast.*
*but wait, who's that panda-like, scrawny boy covered in bruises and burns, messily dotted around like a child's canvas?-- he doesn't look like he would be much good for food, but--*
... L.
*her eyes drop to the ground, catching sight of paper. Notebook paper. She picks up the least burnt piece she could find, and feels it, discovering that it was of the same consistency as her own page of the Death Note.*
... Taro.
*deciding that no, Taro wouldn't do this, she racked her brains for the next most likely candidate for something like this; who knew enough about the Death Note to be able to carry out something like this? Who would carry out such a large group of murders?*
*growls* Johnny.
*she moves back into the House, feeling her gaze burn and her heart quicken, searching the hallways for any sign of the killer*
((OOC: Continued from here. ICly locked to Johnny and possibly L when he wakes up. :3 Also has the potential to get pretty squicky.))