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 Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 10:41 pm
It had been a few days since Lizzy went home to look for evidence concerning her father, and what really happened to him. With Mot's help, they found several leads, and they all pointed to the same thing - that what her mother had told her about her father meeting his end during an operation was true. However, she hid the fact that the operation had involved undercover work, and that when she first told her about his death, it was a lie.
It was just easier to say that than to explain that he was going to be working for a long, long time.
Now that she felt slightly better about what she had found out, and less prone to tearing up at what her mother had to go through all those years, she made her way to Shun's room, hoping that Mitsu wasn't there with him; she would rather have a one-to-one talk with the reaper, since it... Did sort of directly concern him. She brought her father's notebook along, together with the photo that had been found inside when they first retrieved it.
Taking a deep breath, she rapped on the door, "Shun? You in?" She should have called beforehand, but it had completely slipped her mind.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 10:51 pm
Shun heard the knocking and Lizzy's voice, but he didn't come answer just yet. The reason? He had just come out of the shower. He quickly dried himself and threw on a pair of pants before hanging his towel onto his shoulder and opening the door.
"Yes, Lizzy?" he asked in a neutral tone.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 11:01 pm
Shun might not be very tall compared to most of the other boils, but he was still pretty tall - especially when compared to Lizzy. Thus, when he opened the door, she was greeted by the sight of a VERY SUDDENLY MAN CHEST, which might had caused her to stare - because let's face it, it's shower Shun's chest, even if it was nowhere as awesome and fantastic and marvelous as Mac's chest - before gasping in a very dramatic manner.
"You! Put on a shirt!" She frowned, cheeks flushing red, "Go!"
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 11:04 pm
Shun furrowed his brow as Lizzy quickly shoo'd him back. He didn't understand what the big deal here was, but he went over to his bed and grabbed his shirt to put on.
"I didn't want to keep you waiting at the door. Is this better now?" he asked flatly while turning back around.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 11:15 pm
"Yes," She huffed, walking into the room; silly Shun and his tendency of indecent exposure. Closing the door behind her, she then proceeded to take a seat on the edge of his bed, seeing how she couldn't see another place where they could sit and have a talk.
"So," She smiled, a little sheepishly, "Uh... Take a seat? I need your help with something..."
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 11:19 pm
With that little bit taken care of, Shun went on and sat down onto the bed, moving his drying hair out of his face.
"What is it you need?" he asked quietly. It sounded like it was going to be something serious. The first thing that came to mind was that she was having issues with mac or something along those lines, but he couldn't be certain. He wasn't really sure what else could be plaguing her right now and all.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 12:27 am
"Do you recognize this?" She asked, pulling out the notebook, followed by the photo inside - the one with her father and little boil Shun - holding it up for him to see.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 12:53 am
As the slip of paper was taken out, Shun leaned over to take a look. His brow furrowed at what he saw there.. which was himself. However, he didn't really recognize the man in the picture. There was a vague sense of familiarity, however.
"... Why the hell do you have a picture of me as a child? Where did you get this?" he asked while looking up at her.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 1:01 am
"So it really is you," Lizzy muttered, sounding almost disappointed as she stared at the photo, "I found it in my father's old notebook... He was a bogeyman, that was his journal. This-" She pointed at the adult in the photo, "-is my father. When he was alive, he went by the name of Raymond, but you probably didn't know him by that name, given the circumstances..."
She trailed off, going quiet, wondering if Shun remembered anything at all.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 1:03 am
There was a look of confusion in Shun's eye at her remark before looking back to the photograph. Wait. A boogeyman? Why would he be taking a picture with a cop of all things?
"He does seem a little familiar, but I don't really remember this man. Are you certain it is your father? I don't see why I would be posing with a boogeyman. You know what my family is," he said quietly.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 1:10 am
"He was working undercover," Lizzy explained, her voice almost a whisper, like she was afraid that someone else would hear that, even if they were the only ones in the room, "He was doing that for a few years... But he grew close to some of the people inside, and... He couldn't bear to betray them, so he slipped up and got found out."
A long pause followed as she opened the notebook to the very last page, reading out its contents to the boil; it was terrible handwriting, but she had read it so many times over the past few days that she didn't find difficulty in making sense of the chicken scratch anymore. Once she finished reading the very last entry in the notebook, she put it down, closing it and sliding the photo back in.
"He never came home."
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 1:19 am
Shun fell silent as she explained the situation. When she opened up the journal to read its contents, he furrowed his brow, trying to read as well. It didn't work for him at all. It was too hard to read even without dyslexia. Even after Lizzy finished reading it out, he didn't say anything right away as he was trying to recall anything of this.
Nothing came to mind.
"I don't remember any of this. I was likely too young. But, if he really did get caught, Kaitou would no doubt have had him killed. Even if he swore to never tell his higher ups, it would have been done. Kaitou does not like to take chances when it comes to the boogeys," he said quietly. That much was given. It was just a matter of how he was killed at this point. For Lizzy's sake, he hoped that it was one of the less torturous methods.
With that in mind though, he felt a little strange. Awkward in a way. After all he just learned that his family was responsible for the death of her father. He wasn't quite sure how to feel about this.
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 1:26 am
"You look like you were only 4 or 5 in the photo..." She nodded, her grip on the notebook tightening; Kaitou would have him killed... So the reason he never came home was because of that then. There was little to no hope of him being alive somewhere, still running... It had been so many years, after all. They were little scarelings then, but they're in their final year of high school now.
"And you?" She asked, lifting her head up to look at him, "You... Plan to take over the 'family business' from him, don't you? My father seemed to believe in you, even though you were only a scareling when he met you..."
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 1:30 am
Grimacing lightly, Shun rested his arms against his knees as he thought things over a bit.
"I don't know what other path would suit me," he said darkly, "But as it stands, I'm either a traitor or a failure to the Family. I'm not sure if the lack of hearing from them lately is a good or bad thing. Even then, I doubt Kaitou plans on letting up the reigns anytime soon."
Shaking his head to himself, he glanced to the demon on his left, turning his head so he could see her better. He didn't have his patch on, but the deep scar that ran over his left eyelid was enough to show he couldn't see from that side.
"Believed in me? For what?"
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Posted: Sun Jul 15, 2012 1:37 am
"I don't know..." She admitted softly, frowning as she looked at the notebook in her hand, "I guess... To make it a better place? Kaitou is... Cruel and all, and like you said, he wasn't exactly a good role model as a person, so maybe father was hoping for you to be different? He kept writing about how some people in the mafia wasn't all bad, just that they were doing their job."
She paused momentarily, shrugging, "Maybe if you take over, you could make sure that the jobs they do wouldn't cause them their conscience?"
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