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[If you're hanging around a particular area on the third floor of the mansion at a quarter to twelve, the chances are that you'll hear some talking. It's not loud, at least at first--hushed whispers that grow louder and a little more heated with time. An argument, probably. The chances also say that you'll try to look around, although if you do, it's pointless--the noises seem to be coming from--the roof?]
Ryuuzaki--no, L--I don't care how long you've been doing this; I'm not--
What? They're wings; what more of a reason do you--
...No!
[There is a crash.]
Dammit, Ryuuzaki--I do not have voyeuristic tendenc--
...No! It's your fault for endorsing my being up here; I--
[A boy--no, man--comes tumbling from the ceiling. Looking very irritated, he pulls himself up from the floor.]
Oh, what now?
[OOC: This is post-series, guardianangel!Light. Probably bad timing, too. :3 Wings are visible on his back, and any other information is located in his profile!]
Ryuuzaki--no, L--I don't care how long you've been doing this; I'm not--
What? They're wings; what more of a reason do you--
...No!
[There is a crash.]
Dammit, Ryuuzaki--I do not have voyeuristic tendenc--
...No! It's your fault for endorsing my being up here; I--
[A boy--no, man--comes tumbling from the ceiling. Looking very irritated, he pulls himself up from the floor.]
Oh, what now?
[OOC: This is post-series, guardianangel!Light. Probably bad timing, too. :3 Wings are visible on his back, and any other information is located in his profile!]