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Post by L on Sept 21, 2008 18:55:22 GMT -5
L wanted to bash someone's head in. Preferably B's.
"Yes or no, do you have the Reaper Eyes?"
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Post by Mello on Sept 21, 2008 19:40:56 GMT -5
B snuggled up to L, pressing thin lips against the man's neck.
"Please explain what these Reaper Eyes are so I can see which answer to give you."
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Post by L on Sept 21, 2008 19:52:47 GMT -5
(okay, Mello's going to have to explain the specifics to L in the Superman thread...)
"The Eyes allegedly allow one to see another's name and death date, simply by looking at the person's face. Do you, or DID you, have them?"
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Post by Mello on Sept 21, 2008 19:54:27 GMT -5
"Affirmative." he agreed against L's throat.
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Post by L on Sept 21, 2008 19:57:10 GMT -5
Out of habit, L patted B's shoulder, then stopped abruptly when he realized what he was doing.
"...How did you receive them, from a shinigami?"
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Post by Mello on Sept 21, 2008 20:02:51 GMT -5
B smirked as he felt L's hand on his shoulder.
"Nope. I've had them before birth."
He looked up to read L's expression.
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Post by L on Sept 21, 2008 20:34:43 GMT -5
...Before birth?
"How can you know that?"
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Post by Mello on Sept 21, 2008 20:38:46 GMT -5
"I was born with them. Therefore they must have developed with me in the womb." he explained patiently, as though L was a small child.
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Post by L on Sept 21, 2008 20:49:24 GMT -5
Beyond was so aggravating.
"So you remember coming out of your mother's womb, laying your eyes on the first face you saw and reading a name and death date?"
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Post by Mello on Sept 21, 2008 20:52:40 GMT -5
B chuckled.
"I was born with the eyes. I wasn't given them later, certainly not by a shinigami."
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Post by L on Sept 22, 2008 0:08:31 GMT -5
L could only warily take Beyond's word for it. He nodded slowly.
"Then can you see my death date?"
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Post by Mello on Sept 22, 2008 1:38:41 GMT -5
"I can indeed."
His eyes flicked over L's head to the numbers he knew by heart.
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Post by L on Sept 23, 2008 0:22:09 GMT -5
A cold spike of fear drove through L's heart, but he quashed it down. He knew he would die one day, he just didn't like to think about it. ...did he want to know...?
"Will you tell me?" L asked with trepidation.
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Post by Mello on Sept 23, 2008 1:39:20 GMT -5
B tilted his head to one side, considering.
"... No."
He cupped L's face in both hands, looking carefully at him.
"You don't have to worry yet."
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Post by L on Sept 23, 2008 16:31:01 GMT -5
L didn't like that 'yet' but, well, what could he do?
He held B's wrists in case the maniac tried to choke him for fun again.
"Very well. Why are you telling me all this now?"
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