[For Brian Moser] We're on a mission from God...

[death_kl0wn]

There's a new spy in the Mansion, though he's done a little work before, ala a film noir detective looking for a guy's missing girlfriend. This time, however, Ryuk is trying to be discreet as he sneaks around the Mansion, looking for a guy who answers to a name he's stolen off one of Tsuzuki's (not always organized) files.

It's keeping him busy, and he always likes meeting new people.

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[sayitwith-ice.livejournal.com]

Brian hasn't missed the commotion. He's been fingered. They know who he is now. That doesn't mean he has to go down yet. And when they do come to track him down - well, he didn't survive as long as he did by being stupid. There are still outs.

Currently, he is in his favorite room, cleaning off his toolkit, for no real reason except that he finds it comforting, and thinking on past murders.

[death-kl0wn.livejournal.com]

Ryuk has learned not to try carrying objects while he's spying on people, thus he won't be seen carrying an appletini. He did manage to find a tuxedo (sort of) in his size (it's still too short for a nearly seven-foot-tall shinigami) and he's donned that in place of his usual goth club-kid attire, though he's still got the goth jewelry in his ears and the spiky hair-do.

He's currently phasing through a wall, watching Brian, but not quite making his presence known just yet...

[sayitwith-ice.livejournal.com]

Oh Ryuk. Never change.

Brian is still cleaning his knives, humming Andy Williams under his breath. It's been a little while. He's starting to feel the itch again. (Will have to hold off for a while, until people get distracted, which they will. They always do.)

He is, thus far, unaware of company, though when he turns if Ryuk is in the room he will see him.

[death-kl0wn.livejournal.com]

Ryuk will have phased completely into the room by this point, hovering carefully in a corner, watching the guy. He'll move in closer, slooowly, carefully, trying to be discreet. For now.

[sayitwith-ice.livejournal.com]

Brian is hard to sneak up on. Very hard. He feels a prickling on the back of his neck, wraps a hand slowly around the hilt of a knife. The door didn't open, so this is something else. But this place doesn't work by the usual rules.

He turns in one sharp movement, knife in hand, and then blinks, looking very briefly surprised.

"...that's new," he says, mildly, after a moment, expression returning to its usual bland state.

[death-kl0wn.livejournal.com]

"You can see me?" Ryuk says, shifting to hover at eye-level, actually trying to seem non-confrontational. "Aww, didn't mean t' disturb yah." He glances to the knives and asks, "You some kinda doctor?"

[sayitwith-ice.livejournal.com]

Brian looks at Ryuk almost quizzically. "Yes, I can see you. Should I not be able to?" He doesn't look pleased, but not altogether wrathful either. Placidly disinterested. It's his default, when he's not going for something else.

"Yes, actually. Prosthetics. Though I haven't found much use for that calling here." His smile was wry and rueful.

[death-kl0wn.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, most people can't, unless they got eyes to see, or they're dead," he says. "Or magical or something: it's kinda complicated, 'specially here.

"Prosthetics? Mind if I ask what that is?" he asks, head cocked, curious.