chapter word count: 184
noir heart: eleven
Aster watches with interest as Jack does his usual thing – well, it hasn't been usual for the past year, but he's seen it often enough to recognise the signs – and his ex-partner predictably goes through them one by one, under the unbroken gaze of a silent Elsa Black.
First, he forgets to close the door, and mutters an awkward "one second, sorry!" as he rectifies that mistake – showing humbleness.
Second, he puts a pen in his mouth as he tosses his jacket to the floor – showing humanity.
Third, he takes the empty seat and puts his feet up on the desk – showing relaxed confidence.
Three quintessential Frost tactics that Aster clearly remembers as signs that Jack is trying to put the woman at ease…
…or something doesn't add up, and he's trying to lull her into a false sense of security.
Unfortunately, Aster is too far down Nostalgia Boulevard to hear the sound of the door opening and closing behind him, and he practically jumps at the sound of his captain's unimpressed, upper class English voice.
"Well, well."
PSYCHE!
jpbake: Oh there's definitely more.
whitelunanight: muahahahahaha! Sorry!
sara99: It's clear and definitely readable. Aww, thank you so much!
miki fubuki: Um, desensitized by television, mostly. Like Hannibal, or Luther.
hornedgoddess: haha. This is why I like drabbles - bite-sized story chunks.
heartonfire: it's mostly curiosity in his heart at the moment.
kira: :P well, there's more to Kozmotis' death. Sorry about having to make you wait though, muahaha!
e-teens: Yes, a hacksaw was applied there. Yes it is disturbing :P
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