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[loyalprosecutor]

Mikami had felt a foreboding and darkness lurking around the Mansion for weeks now. He'd been keeping to himself, quietly, but his mind was ever active

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[x_postal_ines]

Here is someone who enjoys trolling Light tremendously. Let's see how things go with Mikami. She's probably had her share of unpleasantness - if only due to the creepiness of the last few nights, during which wolves seem to take an undue interest in howling under her window.

Ines is a stout woman, though, and so she'll be walking with her back straight, probably with a book under her arm. She's still reading Fanny Hill's biography, and finding it highly amusing to read - particularly in public.

[loyalprosecutor]

Mikami eyes her as she walks, watching for any little signs that may betray her character.

[x_postal_ines]

If Mikami is able to eye the book Ines is carrying, the title is evocative enough. Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure.

She nods to Mikami, probably out of habit.

[loyalprosecutor]

His eyes narrow at the book. "Are you one of those loose women?"

[fairy_fingers]

Angelique probably spent the past few traumatic days huddled with her husband and with Grey Wind, and it's to be expected that she slept very poorly.

Nonetheless, life must go on - so she will be sitting in the vicinity and working on a shirt and embroidering it with intricate flower patterns. Soon, she'll be working on the sigil - 3 hounds leaping.

It's for Icarus.

[loyalprosecutor]

He may notice that she looks a little tired and he watches her quietly for a long while. The main vibe he's getting from her is that she seems... pure. Innocent. Certainly not someone evil.

Which makes him feel more protective then threatening.

After some silence, he speaks up, "Hello."

[fairy_fingers]

Angelique looks up from the shirt she's embroidering lovingly, and gives Mikami a little smile, a bit tired, but sweet.

"Bonjour, Monsieur..."

[loyalprosecutor]

"I... I'm sorry I don't speak your language," he says, thinking that must be her only language. But he's bright enough to know that little of French.

[gardenwarlock]

Here's Ines's snark-buddy, walking through the main room with a claw hammer and a bag of nails, likely on his way to one of the sheds and shacks behind the stables, in search of some boards to rig into a rudimentary shelter. He's been building a stone cottage on the edge of the grounds by day, but by night, he's been sleeping on the back porch. And due to the wolves howling about, he's decided that his nook is a bit too open to catastrophe.

Not to say he isn't above trolling people along the way.

[loyalprosecutor]

Mikami frowns at him as he passes, eyeing the hammer with suspicion. "Where are you going with that?"

In his mind it's a weapon.

[gardenwarlock]

"Out. To build a shack," Klingsor replies. "Never seen anyone carrying tools before?" he adds, with the beginning of a smirk.

[loyalprosecutor]

"Why build a shack when you can have an entire mansion?" He questions.

[johnny_rockfort]

Here's someone who might be sending mixed signals. Johnny's definitely got the gait of a thug, on one hand. On the other hand, he's also a rocker, a barman, and altogether, someone who's been living an honest life at the mansion.

He wanders in, slightly sleepy, hair a touch mussed from having been out late. He's definitely a night person, and he's trudging to the kitchen for coffee in the middle of the afternoon.

[loyalprosecutor]

To Mikami, Johnny does look like a suspicious character.

So upon seeing him, he follows him from a slight distance to the kitchen to see what he's up to.

[johnny_rockfort]

In the kitchen, Johnny proceeds to look for coffee, finds it, then makes said coffee.

He's probably aware that some guy is following him, and is deliberately ignoring it because he doesn't care. (Or he's too sleepy to have noticed, that's possible too, and with him, not always easy to tell.)

[loyalprosecutor]

Mikami lurks by the doorway, still watching. He's not exactly hiding so eventually he would be spotted.

[thistle_muncher]

There's something crunching under a table. And if Mikami should peer under the table cloth, he'll find what looks like a very small donkey, munching on some celery stalks on a small plate. Except that the shape of the donkey isn't quite right: it's too small and soft and the hooves just don't look "hoofy" enough.

He might glance up. "Didn't mean to chew too loudly," the thing replies.

[loyalprosecutor]

Mikami isn't sure what to make of the strange donkey.

".... What are you?" He finally questions, thinking this didn't seem quite normal. Maybe this was a very odd shinigami...

[thistle_muncher]

"I'm Eeyore, I'm a donkey," Eeyore replies, simply. "Hope that I didn't make too much noise crunching this celery. It's very fresh."

[loyalprosecutor]

"A donkey... Aren't donkeys usually much larger... and don't speak."