[She's sitting on the mattresses they have laid out in the middle of the room looking very much like she'd appreciate a nap, but when he shows up, she straightens her back and crosses her legs. Alert.]
She just sits there for a moment, hand over her mouth as she tries to absorb this information.
It was last night. She'd talked to Alcor with some time to spare, but this was last night. That's how close they came to another death, and another trial, and-]
[It's funny. At her heart, Saki expects to be betrayed. She's a cautious person, and there's just some things she will never completely trust people with.
Still. It hurts to hear anyway, that two people practically planned to walk right into the very thing they all wanted so badly to prevent.]
...You should have told me sooner. We could have talked to others who could stop him. He'd probably listen to Akira, or...
I don’t know how well that could have worked. If he is like the books described, then he could have just made up something convincing, about how much of a liability I was or something else.
[ oda grimaces. it’s not like he’s unaware of how unstable he is, but having it used against him is... scary.
well, everything about that man is terrifying to oda. ]
That man...reminds me of those in the Port Mafia. Willing to do anything to reach the results they want—if you had known and he had found out, you’d just have been caught in the crossfire.
Moriarty’s the biggest villain from a series of mystery novels. He’s at the center of the criminal underground in London and called “The Napoleon of Crime”.
[What does it even matter anymore...? The thought occurs to her, even if it goes unsaid. The odds are stacked so thoroughly against them...]
Even if he did, there's a chance I'll die tomorrow anyway. [Even if it was only barely, the fact that there were no deaths means that people will be culled to make up for it.] If that's the case, I might as well say what I want to before I go.
[She makes to stand up, but, well, he's in the door. Kindly move so she can leave.]
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Yes, what is it?
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[ the promise to talk about what happened. about what made him feel so paranoid throughout the whole evening.
he takes a deep breath, and says the following in a calm, emotionless tone. ]
I think...no, I’m sure that I almost died yesterday.
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What?
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I’m certain that James Moriarty was going to kill me yesterday.
[ he looks away. ]
You, Karen, and everyone else who stepped in to help me patrol—you saved my life.
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She just sits there for a moment, hand over her mouth as she tries to absorb this information.
It was last night. She'd talked to Alcor with some time to spare, but this was last night. That's how close they came to another death, and another trial, and-]
...And you were going to patrol alone.
[And he would have died.]
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[ it was just reducing the amount of casualties, in oda’s head. ]
I didn’t want to tell you back then because I didn’t want to make things worse. But it’s Friday now, so...
[ here he is. being honest. ]
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Still. It hurts to hear anyway, that two people practically planned to walk right into the very thing they all wanted so badly to prevent.]
...You should have told me sooner. We could have talked to others who could stop him. He'd probably listen to Akira, or...
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[ oda grimaces. it’s not like he’s unaware of how unstable he is, but having it used against him is... scary.
well, everything about that man is terrifying to oda. ]
That man...reminds me of those in the Port Mafia. Willing to do anything to reach the results they want—if you had known and he had found out, you’d just have been caught in the crossfire.
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[She doesn't read people's canons. She also doesn't know jack about Sherlock Holmes.]
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[ oda scratches his cheek lightly. ]
Moriarty’s the biggest villain from a series of mystery novels. He’s at the center of the criminal underground in London and called “The Napoleon of Crime”.
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[ he’s read so much that he’s not sure what’s common knowledge and what isn’t. ]
But he’s so charismatic that he could shout “I’m evil!” and you’d all look the other way.
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...I can't believe this.
[There's the frustration in her voice, now that the shock is wearing off.]
How hard is it to not kill people?
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[ he sighs. ]
I’ll let you yell at me as much as you want. But please keep this to yourself, Saki. That’s all I ask.
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...I think I can make decisions for myself, thanks.
[As he'd chosen to do, in spite of all she'd asked.]
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[ his expression falters for a moment, but manages to keep himself looking calm. ]
He’s a dangerous man. Probably more dangerous than anyone else here so, try not to make him your enemy.
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Even if he did, there's a chance I'll die tomorrow anyway. [Even if it was only barely, the fact that there were no deaths means that people will be culled to make up for it.] If that's the case, I might as well say what I want to before I go.
[She makes to stand up, but, well, he's in the door. Kindly move so she can leave.]