i get angry with athletic ease, break common laws in twos and threes.

[reprism]

[up on the sixth floor, a bored Light can be found, wandering aimlessly. there are a host of other things she could do, but she has found herself worn out on most of them; and besides, there's something strangely pleasant about just making her way through the hushed corridors. she comes to a halt when she catches sight of one set of doors, struck

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[justiceishot]

(He's curious, as usual. And he can see somebody in the room, so he figures it isn't a dangerous room. Pink reaches out and opens the doors to the room, and steps inside. Almost immediately, his own casual clothes vanish and reappear as a pale pink suit, along with whire dress shoes and a black tie. His hair is still it's usual mess, and still pink, but immediately L is uncomfortable. He hates formal wear.

With a loud sigh, he fidgets, and pulls at the clothing. They're not coming off, obviously. So he ignores it for now, and goes to examine the files. He can see his name, and Kira, as well, and he's interested in what the files have to say. Maybe he can help his Mello and Matt this way, by researching for them.)

[reprism]

Oh God. [catching sight of L, Light can't stop her mouth from starting to twitch furiously. kind of glad that the matter of staying or leaving is settled for her, she leans back against the edge of the desk, looking over at him.] You look quite fetching. [solemnly.]

[justiceishot]

(At the sound of the voice, Pink freezes, and drops the file he was holding. He flips around, eyes wide, and backs away slightly. It was her, she was around, speaking to him, and she didn't hate him...?

But then he pauses, and takes another look. And this Light looks different, just slightly. She wasn't the one L was thinking of. So he relaxes, and breathes in deeply.)

Right... sorry about that, I--

... I think the suit is horrendous, myself.

[reprism]

... um. [just taking in his reaction with raised eyebrows, a bit of blinking, and a tilted head - a classic "what the heck?" expression.]

Oh, it is. You look ridiculous. Also, I'm... [searching around for the best descriptor.] The bassist. I got - ... just, rooms. [she shrugs a bit, with a brief, wry, "what can you do?" sort of grin.]

[curtainwizard]

[A which in the what now? A courtroom? Light's clothes, perhaps unsurprisingly, haven't changed, but he does notice you, and nod hello, in a pleasant fashion. Very different clothes. A new, or different one.]

Good evening.

[His eyes don't quite widen as he starts to read some of the papers on the desks himself, with a carefully casual air.]

[reprism]

Hello. [watching him carefully, but matching his politeness.] It seems to all have to do with the Kira investigation. "Which one" is an interesting question, of course, given the multiverses.

[curtainwizard]

[He's starting to become just a tiny bit concerned. A courtroom ... for Kira's trial? Is that why we're both here? Will the jury be filing in soon?]

Yours, I would expect. Since you were the first one in here.

[Implying that you're Kira? He'd do no such thing - but it's a fair thing to suggest.]

[reprism]

[shaking her head.] No Kira where I'm from. Have we met? I would've been a guy with... [she purses her lips, trying to think of the best identifier.] A hemp choker with a conch on it? [that's the most constant thing, and she's willing to bet that he would notice and remember small details like that.]

[last_oneleft]

[Up and down stairs. Down hallways. Near was practicing to regain the strength in his legs. It started with standing for periods of time. Then, slow and steady walking. Single-mindedly determined in his goal, he unknowingly 'travelled' the mansion from one room to another. When he grew tired, he would enter the nearest room to rest. If he was hungry, he was in luck; there seemed to be a kitchen on nearly every floor. That was how he found himself at such a high floor. He already made great improvements, considering it had only been 14 days since he first arrived. Near was impressed with himself

[reprism]

[[OOC: Nothing wrong with it at all, that's perfect! :D]]

[catching sight of Near, Light heads his way idly, but then hangs back a bit. she isn't sure if this is one of the ones she knows or knows of, and in any case he seems to be quite absorbed in his reading. so instead she just leans against one of the desks and watches him, ready to smile and say hello if he should glance up and make eye contact. in the mean time, she picks up one of the folders and starts flipping through it idly herself.]