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Post by L on Sept 10, 2008 15:17:31 GMT -5
L was waiting at Safe House #4, the seemingly empty apartment building waiting for demolition. He was planning on evacuating everything out anyway, since a few teenagers got it in their heads to establish it as their 'gang' headquarters. It wouldn't hurt to hold his and Light's first meeting here.
Mask in place, he peered out the cracked and dusty window to see a brunet exit from a taxi cab.
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Post by Kira on Sept 13, 2008 19:53:40 GMT -5
Light looked around before he headed up the stairs. He honestly didn't know what to expect.
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Post by L on Sept 14, 2008 2:10:07 GMT -5
L sent a quick text to Light's new phone.
Enter through the front doors and walk up the stairs to the third floor. I'm in room 314.
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Post by Kira on Sept 14, 2008 14:13:54 GMT -5
Light received the text. Without a word, he climbed up the stairs and walked down the hallway toward the room numbered 314.
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Post by L on Sept 14, 2008 16:33:51 GMT -5
L rubbed his wrist as he waited, a phantom weight around it chaffing his skin. He wondered how good Light had become at acting.
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Post by Kira on Sept 14, 2008 18:34:29 GMT -5
Light didn't even knock. There was no pretense between them. Light had been chained to the man for sometime. He had showered with him. Slept with him. Spent twenty-four hours a day in the man's company. There should be no pretense.
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Post by L on Sept 14, 2008 19:08:30 GMT -5
As Light walked through the door, L twirled in his computer chair so that he faced his primary suspect. Of course, he had his panda mask securely on his face, just in case...
"Hello, Light-kun. So good to see you again."
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Post by Kira on Sept 14, 2008 22:26:58 GMT -5
Light watched L intently for a moment. He was trying to size up the man around the mask. He did not like being fooled... but he honestly believed that this was L.
"Ryuzaki-kun."
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Post by L on Sept 14, 2008 22:33:49 GMT -5
Light was rather cavelier about the whole thing, considering he just walked into 'enemy' territory. L had to hand it to him -- the man had guts.
"My condolences about your father. He was a great man."
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Post by Kira on Sept 14, 2008 22:49:44 GMT -5
That made Light pause. His body tensed, but not in anger. His hands clenched into fists as he fought to control himself. He had loved his father.
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Post by L on Sept 14, 2008 22:53:40 GMT -5
L gestured towards a slightly dusty arm chair. "Please. Sit. Have some tea."
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Post by Kira on Sept 14, 2008 22:56:18 GMT -5
Light controlled himself. Relaxing, he took the seat and declined the tea.
"You came back."
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Post by L on Sept 14, 2008 22:59:15 GMT -5
L smiled. "Of course. I couldn't just leave the case like that."
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Post by Kira on Sept 14, 2008 23:00:28 GMT -5
Light just nodded. He pulled out folders and his laptop from his bag.
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Post by L on Sept 14, 2008 23:04:38 GMT -5
Excellent, cutting straight to business then.
"Would you care to start with the first few weeks after I staged my death? Afterwards I can explain what I've been up to."
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