Clearly not well enough. [ it's odd; like this, barely suppressing the panic, satoko's voice takes on an almost lecturing tone. ] I should have chosen somewhere less likely to disturb Miss Jeane, at the very least.
[ she listens intently to travis's explanation. that was it? an off-beat comment about her age, and the mere mention of the chinese man asking for jobs? goodness, what sort of supersleuth is this man? how utterly inconvenient. ]
I do appreciate your openness, Mr. Travis. But to be quite frank, I've no interest in giving you the opportunity to let my secrets out.
[ her hand tightens around the knife, but her muscles don't tense. what is it she's doing...? ]
...Miss Jeane, my apologies for the first impression. I do hope our next meeting goes more smoothly.
[ she doesn't move with lethal intent. she doesn't strike like an assassin, or lunge like a snake. she just raises the blade, slowly and with absolutely no wavering, up to her own throat.
and then, in a single clean thrust, she neatly severs her own jugular. ]
1/2; cw: suicide
[ she listens intently to travis's explanation. that was it? an off-beat comment about her age, and the mere mention of the chinese man asking for jobs? goodness, what sort of supersleuth is this man? how utterly inconvenient. ]
I do appreciate your openness, Mr. Travis. But to be quite frank, I've no interest in giving you the opportunity to let my secrets out.
[ her hand tightens around the knife, but her muscles don't tense. what is it she's doing...? ]
...Miss Jeane, my apologies for the first impression. I do hope our next meeting goes more smoothly.
[ she doesn't move with lethal intent. she doesn't strike like an assassin, or lunge like a snake. she just raises the blade, slowly and with absolutely no wavering, up to her own throat.
and then, in a single clean thrust, she neatly severs her own jugular. ]