emo_raito is wandering the mansion in search of
commeo - run off somewhere without him yet again, he figures. oh well.
he turns a random corner, and there's a door in this hallway he's never seen before - large, metal, the word EXIT spraypainted on.
emo_raito is a little puzzled by that; the way he understood it, nobody got out of the mansion except if shudder the
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*He has always enjoyed the rain on his face, in his hair, so, far above Tokyo and very far away from it, he walks out and lifts his face to the sky.*
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oh. ryuuzaki. hey.
*soaked emo kid is soaked at this point*
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It's just like it, isn't it? Strange.
But then... you haven't been up here yet, have you... unless... did you go up here when you were sent back?
*He tilts his face, catching the streaming rain. He isn't smiling, exactly, but the expression on his face is more peaceful than blank.*
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*sigh* i ... didn't really leave the building when i got sent back. mostly stayed in my room ... too miserable to do much else. also, avoiding misa. *scrunches up his face a little* she was more annoying than i remembered.
hey, have you seen my notebook?
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Misa? But I thought you... ah, I see, you mean... yes. She is rather annoying, isn't she? Not like....
*His face becomes serene again; his voice is gentle, almost dreamy.*
You have it exactly right... this is what the roof is like at the investigation headquarters. I came out, once or twice, to see the heliport... before you-- came there... before it was finished. I... like the view. From the hotel windows, too... I've always liked the view.
*He exhales.*
Yes, I have your notebook. You left it. Should have taken greater care to remember it, I suppose.
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*small sigh* the view is nice.
i'll stop by and pick it up sometime. if that's ok? you ... you haven't been reading it, have you? *slight frown*
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I suppose it would be. I do not think I would enjoy being in your place....
No, Light, I have not been reading your notebook... I have no need to read poetry about how 'Ryuuzaki is a bug-eyed freak.' I put it away... you can have it any time you like....
*His good mood has not been disturbed.*
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... ok. just wondering. 'cause this matt who's part dog said something about my scary notebook, and i figured you were making fun of me or something. *frowns*
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No, it isn't that.
... He must have mistaken you for someone else. Perhaps the musician also writes poetry.
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I think he probably meant something else. I would not worry about it.
To be honest, Light, I had almost entirely forgotten about your notebook -- as much as I forget about anything. I have not been reading it, and... I don't think I've mentioned it to anyone in weeks, even in passing. Certainly not to express an opinion about it.
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(He's staring up at the sky, too, hands in his pockets, smiling contentedly. He doesn't like the memories associated with this particular time, but... he does like the rain.)
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Yes, relaxing... was yours just like this? Mine was... is, I should say....
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Yes, it was just like this.
... I stood out here before I was about to die.
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