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[kirabepraised]

[ It's been a tough few months for Light; his physical degeneration into shinigami has eclipsed the entire right side of his body, but it is the effects of the memory loss that occur with the changeover, as his humanity disintegrates, that has had a far more profound effect,

Having ventured out of his room, he no longer remembers his friends or

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[righteous_pen]

[Mikami already looks as though he hasn't slept in days, but when he sees Light he freezes, holding back a scream. This can't be happening. Not now.]

...you - can't be - I thought you left!

[kirabepraised]

[ Freezes, eying the dark-haired man with a mixture of shock and concern. ]

What? Are you okay?

[righteous_pen]

You - you weren't here any more, I looked, I - wanted to tell you -

[kirabepraised]

Tell me what?

[ Searching the strangers eyes, he steps closer, tone placid and coaxing as though talking to a threatened animal. ]

It's alright, just take your time.

[smallpackaging]

Oh my God, Light.

[kirabepraised]

Yes? What.

[ Blinks at her. ]

[smallpackaging]

What's wrong with you? Are you- sick? What's happening?

[kirabepraised]

Sick? Oh, you mean ... I think so, yes. I'm sorry, miss, you seem to know me - who are you?

[ Self-consciously, he faced her with more of his left side. ]

[beyondhisreason]

Walking down the hall, the first thing B sees of Light is his back. He did not plan on speaking to him, but after he passes the unnatural black on half of the face makes his eyes widen, and peaks his curiosity.

Did you burn yourself?

[kirabepraised]

No.

[ Is forced to do a double-take. ]

Wait. Do I know you?

[beyondhisreason]

Oh.

And that is all he says on the matter, dropping it for the newly raised one.

I dont think so; I would remember you.

[kirabepraised]

Yeah, I guess so.

[ Slides his hands into his pockets, quite prepared to walk on. ]

[refractings]

[Light has seen things in his doubles that have unsettled him, scared him, shaken his confidence in his own mind, but until now, nothing has made him freeze, horrified, almost in mid-stride. He stares, wide-eyed, aware that he's being unforgivably rude but unable to do anything else.

There's no way, he tells himself. Something else must have happened to him. I won't be -- that.

He's been gaping for several seconds now, and should probably say something...]

... Uh, hello.

[That was articulate.]

[kirabepraised]

If you're going to mention my face, I'm well aware of it.

[ Calmly runs a blackened claw through his hair. ]

[refractings]

I wasn't-- [Light shakes his head, quickly, to clear it.] No. I apologize. [He hesitates, briefly.] Forgive me, but... are you ill? Is there anything I can do? [Seeing a version of himself so obviously deformed is making Light acutely uncomfortable, but behind that are the beginnings of... pity?]

[kirabepraised]

That depends.

[ Smoothly, he turned to arch a leathery, black brow. ]

Can you take away my sins so easily?

[firm_detective]

*L pauses in the hall to give Light a troubled look. The two of them have not interacted much, and their past meeting was unpleasant. Still, since then, Light's deterioration has become much more obvious, almost appalling, yet the expression on what's left of his face seems more benign. Is something -- some kind of amnesia, a change in personality -- catching among his doubles in this place? Were they all in that room? In a curious tone, L comments,*

The kitchen appears to be a kitchen today, if food interests you.

*It's an excuse to say something, a conversational opener.*

[Hey, welcome back! :) ]

Ahw, ty. ^^

[kirabepraised]

[ Pausing at the sound of that voice, he blinks owlishly upon seeing the stranger, wincing a little at the sight of dark bags under keen eyes and a wiry, pale frame.

And people said Light looked bad. ]

I'm in the mood for apples.

[ And it's a good excuse, because it offers the chance for his red gaze to speak volumes of curiosity without an awkward ice-breaker. ]

[firm_detective]

Apples?

*His eyebrows lift. Like Ryuk, he thinks, and something about the whole situation falls into place. Not rot, but -- transformation, perhaps? His curiosity intensifies.*

I could eat an apple. I saw a bowl full of them on the third shelf of the refrigerator -- just down the hall. You will come with me?

[kirabepraised]

Certainly.

[ Walking along beside the stooped man - who would undoubtedly be a lot taller if he'd just exercise his spine for once, Light noted in vague, disjointed irritation - he glanced sideways curiously. Something was niggling in the back of his mind, acknowledging they had met before; when or why, Light had no idea. ]

Forgive me; are we acquaintances? My condition has tampered with my memories.