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Post by Mikami on Aug 7, 2008 13:56:46 GMT -5
As Teru was driving he decided to start looking out for the cyclist. He wasn't having much luck, and he noticed a police cruiser, he slowed down behind the car infront. He needed to keep to the speed limit, he didn't have the right credentials to be driving in a strangers car.
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Post by Mello on Aug 7, 2008 13:58:40 GMT -5
Mello sighed as he was forced to stop at the traffic lights. This wasn't his day.
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Post by Mikami on Aug 7, 2008 14:02:34 GMT -5
Mikami pulled up behind a small car, most likely a british export, he didn't know, not being a big fan of cars. He looked up ahead of it, still no motorcycle, Teru guessed that he was far behind to catch the cyclist.
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Post by Mello on Aug 7, 2008 14:04:25 GMT -5
Mello revved up the bike, frowning. Why was it taking so long?
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Post by Mikami on Aug 7, 2008 14:07:52 GMT -5
Mikami's set of lights changed and he zommed up ahead, he was incredibly late, the police would notice something if the killings lessened.
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Post by Mello on Aug 7, 2008 14:08:47 GMT -5
The lights finally changed, but there was still a police car there. Mello swore loudly.
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Post by Mikami on Aug 7, 2008 14:09:42 GMT -5
Mikami reached downtown without seeing a single motorbike, he cursed to himself, and headed to a phone shop
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Post by Mello on Aug 7, 2008 14:13:11 GMT -5
Mello frowned, managing to get away from the cops at long last and speeding away.
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Post by Mikami on Aug 7, 2008 15:46:03 GMT -5
Mikami purchased the phone and called the police, "I want you to get a trace on the motorcycle with the registration plate 'xxxx xxx',"
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Post by Mello on Aug 8, 2008 6:11:58 GMT -5
Mello had just rounded the corner when he heard the unmistakable peal of a police siren.
"Shit!"
He dodged down a back street, slamming on the accelerator.
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Post by Mikami on Aug 8, 2008 6:55:55 GMT -5
Mikami sat down at his desk, and waited for the consequence while writing down the allotted names in the death note.
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Post by Mello on Aug 8, 2008 7:11:28 GMT -5
Mello's mind was racing. Had they seen him speeding? No, he'd been well away from them by that time, and besides, there was at least two cars after him. It had to be the prosecutor...
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Post by Mikami on Aug 8, 2008 7:15:18 GMT -5
Mikami took another sip of the energy drink, slightly surprised he still had it. He noticed Ryuk behind him, watching him write down the names. He alwasy found it a little strange that something so ugly could give him the power of justice. He smiled to himself and continued to write down names, he thought that any minute now the police would catch the cyclist, and he would get to see his face.
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Post by Mello on Aug 8, 2008 7:16:59 GMT -5
Mello gritted his teeth, swerving down another street and then doubling back on himself. He had to lose these cops... and he knew just how to do it.
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Post by Mikami on Aug 8, 2008 7:19:52 GMT -5
Mikami was bored.... he'd written the required names, and he couldn't do more or else the police would get a little confused and start a proper investiation again, thinking that becasue a change in number of deaths occured there must be a new kira.... He didn't have time now to write down the cyclist's name.... He didn't even get the name, let alone the face he needed the most.
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