whatever happens to you, you're safe with me

Since we have last seen the bedroom, things have changed a little. The most noticeable difference is that the sofa, which faced away from the foot of the bed, and had a small coffee table in front of it, has been rotated. It is now against the wall, facing the foot of the bed, with the table in front of it. An Apple Powerbook computer, plugged in and closed, is on the table.

The room is essentially clean and well-kept, but there are several large stacks of small, empty, clear plastic snack cups on the table that's on the far left side of the room from the entrance, under a bank of dead monitors. The cups seem to have been arranged in a pattern, as though a structure of some kind is being built. Another Powerbook sits at the end of the table, unplugged; its cord is coiled on top of it, along with a few safety pins.

firm_detective enters the room, followed by misamisal. He carries her bag in one hand, and holds her hand with the other.

They have just come from the bar, with a stop at Misa's room. He wears a very serious, troubled expression.

After the door is closed, he guides her to the corner near the hinges and sets her bag down next to her. "Wait here... I'm going to check the room." He looks under the bed, in the closet, and all around the bathroom, as well as glancing around the room's corners: nothing. Finally, with a sigh, he relaxes a little, turning back to her. "It's all right." He attempts a reassuring smile.

He crosses to the sofa, sitting on it; he crosses his legs in front of him instead of settling into his usual crouch, and motions for her to join him.

"Misa... I know you know some of the Bs around The Mansion, but how much do you know about the Los Angeles BB Murder Case? It happened about two years ago, for me."

[[this thread is limited to firm_detective and misamisal.]]