The Fourth Sin, Thursday Afternoon

[deadly_little]

Miho sat at the table with leftover pie and the paper from the mainland. The Mainland Town PD sheriff was still missing. The latest theory was that he'd run off with a cabana boy named Pablo and the contents of the safe. Miho, of course, knew that not to be true, but she did congratulate Pablo on his good sense in fleeing with the cash while the fleeing was good.

On the wall across from her chair is a drawing of a stick figure, with the label 'Radio Girl' in Japanese. Occasionally, without looking up from the paper, Miho will throw something sharp at the drawing.

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Barefoot and shirtless, Jarod walked into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee. M and Esme followed behind him, playing a game of tag. The bunny was definitely winning, since M had yet to figure out what her claws were for. He set food out for them automatically, then stood at the window, looking out over the town, barely noticing Miho.

He probably looked very much like he hadn't slept.

[deadly_little]

A knife whizzed by Jarod to slice deeply into the stick figure's leg. Miho folded the paper down to take a look at her work.

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod turned when he felt the rush of air as the knife flew by. //"Morning, Miho."//

[deadly_little]

Miho made a little, "Mm," sound before going back to her paper. The bruise on her right cheek was still rather spectacular, though beginning to fade.