三十一 [Accidental Video]

[godlessblossom]

[First there is a clicking noise, heard even before the video feed turns on to show a much differently dressed Misaki sitting in the office of Strife Delivery. She is not going to pretend the Underworld is not playing games. Why should she when she can simply lie about it? Instead she pulls out a pair of sunglasses and taps them against the desk, the fallen tablet showing her playing with a lighter. Across the room there is a can of gasoline. Her movements stop for a moment as she tilts her head, her eyes going straight to where the tablet has fallen.]

Perhaps one of you can manage an intelligent thought for once. Is this store truly necessary? It seems I'm always here and this may very well be my own personal prison.

[She smirks and holds up the lighter.]

What do you think? Should I let myself go free?