[it's friday, and they've just finished up their second blood donation of the week!]
[the apartment has a few small differences from the last time law saw it. the flower arrangements appear to have been very recently replaced with fresh ones. there's a box on the floor next to the television with a notebook and a bottle of pills in it. lenore's stepped up her hosting game a little by setting out an open box of cookies and a glass of water on the coffee table. and, of course, she's provided bandages again.]
[with both of them sitting on the couch, lenore leans against him, though she'll keep her hands to herself, allowing him to patch himself up or help himself to refreshments.]
... Thanks again. I'm glad I'll have my strength for tomorrow.
[because if the past weeks are anything to go off of, it's probably going to be a shitshow.]
[ it's really cute how she has upped her game for him and it doesn't go entirely unnoticed by law even if he doesn't say anything about it. he'll be idly bandaging his arm once again in the same neat fashion as he did the week previous, however, if lenore wishes to witness it, she's free to notice that there are faint scratches on his forearms and maybe what look like bite marks on his hands?
perhaps his finger tips are stained a very pale red. surely that's fine??? either way nothing else will seem off about him previously or presently. ]
It's nothing; I'd rather be subjected to a few bites instead of any other alternative.
[ his voice will sound a bit distant when he continues speaking... ]
[lenore sure notices that! but she isn't saying anything about it just yet.]
It would be nice if it turns out to be less interesting than the last few times. I don't know what I'll do if we're subjected to another nightmare full of chocolates or clown shoes or... whatever nonsense it's going to be this time.
[ sometimes?? things happen??? it's fine. law is fine(?) ]
I took some matters into my own hands.
[ he'll be very casual about the whole ordeal. you know, not at all fussed about how he confessed to murdering a person. ]
I won't tell you who so you won't have to lie about knowing, but depending on how tomorrow goes, either they'll figure it out or they won't. [ ... ] ...and if they don't, I'll let you know who.
Just two; you'll make three. None of you know who but only that I was responsible this week.
[ it's law's strange way of protecting them? giving them plausible deniability??? something... though the whole molly thing is...interesting. he wonders what that is all about. ]
It'll be likely that I'll end up making an excuse to explain these red stains on my fingers; the only thing that seems to make any sense would be for me to do some cooking in the kitchen.
Someone else will vouch for eating this food I've made but I'd like you to vouch for seeing me there if it's put in question. If you choose not to then I won't hold it against you.
[ since, you know, asking for her to act as an additional alibi could be useful but...that's a lot. ]
Today, and some sort of red food. I'm not too familiar with what foods that would require red food dye outside of desserts.
[ he'll frown; he's sure enough people might be aware of how he hates bread (and cakes) so that might not go well. and for him to be making candies is a bit ambitious given how he hasn't expressed any interest in cooking before.
Good. [lenore relaxes a little, sinking in her seat and leaning her head into law's shoulder.] If you think of anything else, you can talk to me before the trial.
I don't know what tomorrow will bring, but... most of all, I don't want to see anything bad happen to my handsome rogue.
[ he'll also allow this since, well, he has asked plenty of her in such a short period of time. honestly? he's kind of surprised that she was willing to help him.
and the handsome rogue again!!! sigh. ]
If I somehow make it through tomorrow without getting caught, I'll let you keep calling me that without complaints.
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wk 3; friday
[the apartment has a few small differences from the last time law saw it. the flower arrangements appear to have been very recently replaced with fresh ones. there's a box on the floor next to the television with a notebook and a bottle of pills in it. lenore's stepped up her hosting game a little by setting out an open box of cookies and a glass of water on the coffee table. and, of course, she's provided bandages again.]
[with both of them sitting on the couch, lenore leans against him, though she'll keep her hands to herself, allowing him to patch himself up or help himself to refreshments.]
... Thanks again. I'm glad I'll have my strength for tomorrow.
[because if the past weeks are anything to go off of, it's probably going to be a shitshow.]
I'M SO SORRY PAZU..........
perhaps his finger tips are stained a very pale red. surely that's fine??? either way nothing else will seem off about him previously or presently. ]
It's nothing; I'd rather be subjected to a few bites instead of any other alternative.
[ his voice will sound a bit distant when he continues speaking... ]
Tomorrow will certainly be interesting.
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It would be nice if it turns out to be less interesting than the last few times. I don't know what I'll do if we're subjected to another nightmare full of chocolates or clown shoes or... whatever nonsense it's going to be this time.
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Maybe this coming time we'll get lucky and it'll be something a little more obvious from the start.
[ haha?? ]
But if we get stuck with another wild chase or stuck with something equally as obtuse and ridiculous then who knows what will happen.
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[she chuckles... but it fades before long. because like. it's true.]
What happened to your hands?
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Depends, do you want to hear what I'm going to say tomorrow or something closer to the truth?
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You'd trust me?
... I want to know.
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I took some matters into my own hands.
[ he'll be very casual about the whole ordeal. you know, not at all fussed about how he confessed to murdering a person. ]
I won't tell you who so you won't have to lie about knowing, but depending on how tomorrow goes, either they'll figure it out or they won't. [ ... ] ...and if they don't, I'll let you know who.
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You don't have to tell me who or why. Not now. But...
I don't want to lose you.
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I'm not ready to call it quits myself, but if all things end up working the way I want them to then I'll be fine.
[ he'll curl the hand lenore isn't holding into a fist. ]
I'll be surprised if they do figure it out and pin it on me.
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[lenore tightens her hold on his hand.]
I ran into Mollymauk today. The first thing he did was ask to see my hands.
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[ but hello??? ]
Your hands? Do you know what he was looking for?
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People? Law, how many people know about this?
--And no, I don't know. He didn't say.
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[ it's law's strange way of protecting them? giving them plausible deniability??? something... though the whole molly thing is...interesting. he wonders what that is all about. ]
It'll be likely that I'll end up making an excuse to explain these red stains on my fingers; the only thing that seems to make any sense would be for me to do some cooking in the kitchen.
Someone else will vouch for eating this food I've made but I'd like you to vouch for seeing me there if it's put in question. If you choose not to then I won't hold it against you.
[ since, you know, asking for her to act as an additional alibi could be useful but...that's a lot. ]
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Silly. Of course I'll help.
So, when did I see you cooking? What were you making?
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Today, and some sort of red food. I'm not too familiar with what foods that would require red food dye outside of desserts.
[ he'll frown; he's sure enough people might be aware of how he hates bread (and cakes) so that might not go well. and for him to be making candies is a bit ambitious given how he hasn't expressed any interest in cooking before.
hmmm. ]
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And another thing you might want to look out for...
Mollymauk didn't just look at my hands. He smelled them, too. [what a weirdo???] So be careful about that.
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[ smashcut to me, naru, crying during trial to figure out what savory food law could ""make"" that would stain his hands. ]
Smelled? [ molly???? ] My hands won't smell any different than they normally would. I mean, I've washed them so they're clean.
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I don't know what tomorrow will bring, but... most of all, I don't want to see anything bad happen to my handsome rogue.
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and the handsome rogue again!!! sigh. ]
If I somehow make it through tomorrow without getting caught, I'll let you keep calling me that without complaints.
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It's a promise, then.
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A promise.