[Mayfield 6] - Tired - backdated a bit to day 2

[vertulpen]

[Phone]

I don't know who you are, but Hilda told me there was somebody looking for Hilbert earlier.

I'm sorry, he's been killed.

[No other way to say it, really.]

[Action]

[If there was anything to be glad about, it was that the night had been uneventful.  After Hilda had gone to bed late while he slept, Holland had been awake in the dark hours of

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[Action]

[vertulpen]

[He was tired enough to fall asleep in the armchair, handgun still close, resting in his lap. Then he opened his eyes, still a little drowsy -- he had heard a sound. At least, he thought he'd heard a sound, though it was hard to tell in a haze of half sleep whether it was reality or a dream.

There was no taking chances; he couldn't see much in the dark house, though there was faint light coming in the windows. Now he simply had to decide; stay still and wait, go search, or make his way to the hall to make sure Hilda was alright.

For now, he stayed still.]

[vertulpen]

[So far he hadn't heard anything else; still, Netherlands stared into the dark room, eyes wide open as he strained to hear anything else.

It was simply too unnerving; he would at least go check on Hilda. As he stands, his silhouette can be seen passing by the dim light of the front windows.]

Phone

[headedforhope]

[She's just been keeping a weather ear on the phone, listening to what she could, when up pops that name.

Her target's, presumably, but not one Mami thinks she can bring herself to take down. What if the girl's innocent? She couldn't live with that, regardless of what she might personally gain, even though death here was supposed to be temporary.

Something like that.....maybe if Hilda was a confirmed hazard to others, it'd be easier.]

-Sorry, sir, but could you repeat that?

[vertulpen]

[Maybe this is the girl who was asking, so he does.]

Hilbert was killed on the way to school. He's the boy who lives here with me.

[headedforhope]

Ah, I see. That's a pity.

[shifting gears a bit too quickly-]

And the girl you mentioned?

[vertulpen]

[Oh please. He wasn't born yesterday. You don't live for well over a thousand years and not learn a thing or two about people.]

Who's asking?

[ phone ]

[fatedmagica]

Killed... someone's been killed...?

Why would anyone do that?

[vertulpen]

I can't answer that.

. . . you sound familiar.

[fatedmagica]

I-It's... it's me, Madoka... um...

Even if you can't answer, um... at least... be.. safe, okay?

[vertulpen]

Oh, Madoka. [He'd only met her a day or two ago, so he does remember.]

I'll try.

[a pause, but then]

You too.