Nightshift 37: Waiting Room/Lobby 1

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There was a very large pool of possible questions Mikami could start with, but for the moment, he only stepped further into the room, sweeping his flashlight back and forth in search of anything else which might disturb a conversation. He already disliked this room to begin with... the day-time memories he had created in its twin the day before weren't exactly pleasant. In any case, satisfied with his quick search, he then hung back, ready to shut the door. There was, of course, another doorway to this room too, but he didn't think it would be possible to overhear at that distance unless he and the Shinigami purposefully raised their voices.

Down to business. Mikami obviously wanted to ask Ryuk if he knew anything about Kira's current whereabouts, or, if that wasn't possible, any other plans and other information. After that... Mikami recognized a possibility that he could find a way to get back his Shinigami Eyes through Ryuk, and perhaps... even his Death Note. He noticed Ryuk had a twin to his own journal with him, and his eyes lingered on it for just a moment, the implications of getting his hands back on the tool Kira had sent him running through his head.

But for now, best to start with something simple. "How long have you been here?" he asked quietly and, while not quite kindly, not impolite either.

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The cat yowled again as one of Ryuk's stamping feet connected with its tail, snapping some of the delicate bones in it and throwing it off balance a bit. With its good leg, it moved toward Mikami again.

It leaned to its left side, and as such, its claws swiped at Mikami's left arm and the left side of the man's chest. It looked up at the prosecutor with a look of pain, but something else - something darker, something bent on destruction.

The cat was angry and hurt, and it wanted blood.

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There was no denying Ryuk's intervention had only made the cat even more furious, and Mikami found himself paying dearly for his lack of further action- failing entirely to do anything more against the cat than bring up his arms in guard just as the cat's scythe-like claws struck him.

But whatever hunting instinct or random chance drove the cat to attack his left side, it actually turned out advantageous for Mikami. There was a slight delay in reaching flesh afforded by not only the coat he'd decided to wear, but the bandages he already had protecting his arm and torso's previous injuries. Of course, it would only take moments for the cat to get through those and do far more serious damage.

But being killed and possibly eaten by a giant cat was far too humiliating a death for Kira's most-trusted servant.

The cat was far too close for the flashlight-turned-club, so Mikami was forced to use a much smaller, more precise weapon afforded him. He snatched blindly through his pockets, and then without hesitation struck at the cat's face with one of his ballpoint pens.

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The cat may have taken it's anger out on Mikami, which was probably a bad thing, but it was angry, so Ryuk's job was done, really. He'd achieved what he'd personally set out to do.

He was about to aim another kick, for fun and to avoid any bitching from the human, when the guy surprised Ryuk and decided to try stabbing at the creature. He'd honestly thought these guys only had the balls to kill by writing a name and keeping their hands clean.

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The cat hissed and yowled in pain as the pen drove deep into its eye socket. It lashed out with its paws, trying to at least get a strike back, but it was hard to see Mikami. With its back legs and tail injured, too, it was hard to get away, but it tried, pushing away with one back paw and biting at the man's arm.