I-I don't h-have any idea. I s-simply found myself here, c-c-clutching the book that was p-presumably the murder weapon.
[she immediately situates herself at Byakuya-sama's side--not close enough to be breathing down his neck, but certainly close enough to reach out and touch him if she so desired. after a moment, she bends down and inspects the book, eyebrows rising in shock and...disgust? she grumbles.]
Honestly. I-I wouldn't stoop l-low enough to use a M-Murakami novel as a m-m-murder weapon. N-No contemporary masterpiece of J-Japanese literature should be used in such a debasing way. D-D-Disgusting.
[she glances at Byakuya-sama, cheeks flushing, and toying idly with a strand of hair. she twirls it around her finger, attempting to look coy. like many of her other flirtatious gestures, it doesn't quite hit the mark.]
no subject
[she immediately situates herself at Byakuya-sama's side--not close enough to be breathing down his neck, but certainly close enough to reach out and touch him if she so desired. after a moment, she bends down and inspects the book, eyebrows rising in shock and...disgust? she grumbles.]
Honestly. I-I wouldn't stoop l-low enough to use a M-Murakami novel as a m-m-murder weapon. N-No contemporary masterpiece of J-Japanese literature should be used in such a debasing way. D-D-Disgusting.
[she glances at Byakuya-sama, cheeks flushing, and toying idly with a strand of hair. she twirls it around her finger, attempting to look coy. like many of her other flirtatious gestures, it doesn't quite hit the mark.]