oh, it's not just my pride, it's just till these tears have dried.
[There's a point after you settle in when the mansion seems to delight in tricking you into one room after another, and Light is right in the middle of it. He's stepping into his bedroom, except it isn't his room at all...
...suddenly it's all gone, all the tiredness, the trapped feeling, the pale background of disquiet and concern: he almost feels his old self again - he's full of energy, and somehow he's feeling brighter and better and even more confident than he did before - not the determined confidence he usually carries with him now, a struggle against odds, but an overwhelming knowledge of the rightness of whatever he does. It's all ... very familiar. He's moving faster, too, and his nose itches for some reason.
The room itself is a basement: it's full of scattered seats - beanbags, couches, chairs, space hoppers. And there's a long table against one wall, loaded with...
...is that food?]
[[OOC: It's the drug room again. Pick a drug, intoxicant, mind-altering substance of your choice and drop in! Light is discovering the joys of cocaine.]]
...suddenly it's all gone, all the tiredness, the trapped feeling, the pale background of disquiet and concern: he almost feels his old self again - he's full of energy, and somehow he's feeling brighter and better and even more confident than he did before - not the determined confidence he usually carries with him now, a struggle against odds, but an overwhelming knowledge of the rightness of whatever he does. It's all ... very familiar. He's moving faster, too, and his nose itches for some reason.
The room itself is a basement: it's full of scattered seats - beanbags, couches, chairs, space hoppers. And there's a long table against one wall, loaded with...
...is that food?]
[[OOC: It's the drug room again. Pick a drug, intoxicant, mind-altering substance of your choice and drop in! Light is discovering the joys of cocaine.]]