[Plastic and glass clatter to the gravel - Oboro can't discern what fell other than it was a black something. Heavier than a gun, though no less suspect. Especially with the way the boys jumps when spoken to.
There aren't exactly many birds flying around.] Mm?
[Oboro humors the terrible alibi and glances around. Why? Because Atsushi is terribly lucky.
This serious cop, ready to kill, does like birds.] It's too late for birds. Even crows won't be caught out wandering.
[He takes another step closer, towards the stairs of the fire escape.] Come down from there, and we can talk. [The flurry of questions is certainly suspect - Oboro doesn't consider the possibility that this guy is just a very novice bird watcher.
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There aren't exactly many birds flying around.] Mm?
[Oboro humors the terrible alibi and glances around. Why? Because Atsushi is terribly lucky.
This serious cop, ready to kill, does like birds.] It's too late for birds. Even crows won't be caught out wandering.
[He takes another step closer, towards the stairs of the fire escape.] Come down from there, and we can talk. [The flurry of questions is certainly suspect - Oboro doesn't consider the possibility that this guy is just a very novice bird watcher.
Though it's a cute thought.]