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Rika smiled when he said he hadn't killed anyone without the Death Note before.
Now it was time for the real test.
"What if I gave you a head start?"
A knowing smirk crawled over her lips as she removed the fan, retracting the glass from his skin. Her free hand trailed down his arm to the hand that held the revolver. It may have been a modern weapon but they had been brought into this realm by other users, she had figured out how they worked. Taking hold of his hand, she guided it upwards until the barrel of the gun was pressed against her forehead, all the while smiling.
"Just pull the trigger... blow my brains out... kill me..."
The words were whispered softly as she stared directly into his eyes.
There was something in her own eyes, a kind of innocence had stopped many people in their tracks before. After all, she may have been a killer but she had only become so after being horribly abused. Rika's greatest weapon, the reason she had not been caught for three whole years, was that she was still just a hurt little girl wanting payment for what had been done to her.
"Well?" She asked, waiting patiently for Light to decide what to do.