Week 4, Friday

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Another Thursday night comes, and everyone seems to know what that means. Even with the failure of last week, several people are out on patrol, trying to make sure no murders occur tonight. That motive had been tempting, after all, and keeping people in check when there's the promise of 'going home' on the line is difficult at best.

Moriarty, at least, seems intent on taking advantage of that motive. After slipping out of his room, he walks briskly towards the back yard. His intended target is out there, he knows it, and he wants to get this done quickly before anyone notices he's missing. The stipulation of 'don't get caught' has made this week's motive all the harder to obtain, and he has no intentions of letting anyone get the best of him.

However, Oda is not alone this week. Several people have decided to patrol with him, making for many witnesses to any possible crime. A fact that Moriarty sees instantly as soon as he steps outside.

For a moment, Oda and Moriarty's eyes meet. Oda frowns, because he can figure out exactly what Moriarty is doing out and about at this hour. But he can't say anything, not with the people around him. The goal is to avoid deaths, after all, and speaking up now will just result in Moriarty's death instead of his own. And since Oda won't attack with other people right there to get caught in a firefight and possibly die, he does nothing against this obvious threat.

Karen looks over the edge and sees Moriarty too. In turn, Moriarty smiles and waves up at the group, acting as if nothing bad had been about to happen. Karen waves in return, suspecting nothing. The exchange just makes Oda's frown deepen, but he still says nothing.

Then, once that pleasant exchange is made, Moriarty ducks back inside, heading back to his room before anyone can miss him.

The night passes with no deaths.

Comments

[iblistriggered]

[he tilts his head] ... Something wrong, Inaba?

[dereban]

[ she smiles, slamming her feelings shut before shaking her head. ]

No, it's nothing. I'm glad you found it. Thank you.

[iblistriggered]

.... you already knew about it, didn't you.

[dereban]

No.

I didn't.

[ her words are firm, but there's some truth in them. ]

[iblistriggered]

Sure. Y'know, Inaba, you don't have to lie to me to make me feel better about apparently being the last to know about everything.

[dereban]

I'm not lying.

[ her words are insistent and there isn't a single shred of deceit in them. ]

I have no reason to lie.

[iblistriggered]

I don't think there's any reason to be dishonest while we're all stuck here. And yet it keeps happening.

[dereban]

It's because people aren't so simple, I guess. Nobody's coded black and white.

[ that's all she can honestly say. ]

[iblistriggered]

Yeah well... when all your grey area ends up getting someone hurt, I reserve the right to say I told you so.

[you people act like it's physically painful to be honest!!!]

[dereban]

. . . You do know that kindness can also get people hurt too, right?

[ just putting that out there.

it's something that she's said before, to someone else, but she feels like it bears repeating. ]

[iblistriggered]

You can hurt someone with anything if you try hard enough. But I'd bet money that more people have been hurt by secrets and deceit than kindness and honesty.

[dereban]

I'm not willing to take that bet. But sometimes. . . the truth hurts. And sometimes you have to keep a secret in order to protect yourself and everybody else.

[ she's all too familiar with that. ]

I've died because I was too honest. So I know.

[iblistriggered]

[he sighs, tired. He doesn't really have any arguments against that] Whatever....