line up your soldiers and she'll shoot them all down.

[curtainwizard]

A bedroom door opens, and a Light steps out, and makes a beeline for the tenth floor. Hands empty - no sketchbook in sight - he's walking faster than some people would run

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[smallpackaging]

*But she's right there, sitting on the floor by the door, in a confused looking heap. Sayu is cradling one hand- that hand- to her chest, looking one way down the hall, then the other.*

[curtainwizard]

[And he draws to a halt, coming around the corner. There she is. That's what she did. Stupid, stupid, stupid girl. And yet-

He approaches her slowly, one foot in front of the next, the way he might a wild animal.]

Hello, Sayu.

[smallpackaging]

Hello?

*She answers, not really clear on whether or not he's addressing her. She actually glances over her shoulder to see if there's anyone else behind her.*

[curtainwizard]

Mmm.

[Another step closer, and he's locking it all away - the things he said to her in the room he was shot outside, that he would have apologised to her, and meant it; that she should never have heard any of the things he thinks of her, certainly not spat out like that-

What's left is that she does understand, in the end. Will, and sacrifice; it's what he's made of. And she should be prepared to give up everything for him. He approves.

And yet-]

Yes, I'm talking to you. Don't you know who I am?

[Very kind, very distant. A teacher, or a nurse.]

[righteous_pen]

[And here's Teru, just leaving a kitchen-that's-really-a-kitchen and debating with himself, because there's almost certainly no point in going back to the fourth floor again, but, logic like that doesn't apply here... and then he looks up, and there's Light.]

You -

[No, that can't be him. Can it?]

- oh. I thought you were...

[Someone else. But he's not sure enough to say it.]

[curtainwizard]

What did you think, Mikami-san?

[Utterly calm, composed and centred, head tilted just a little to one side. It couldn't be anyone else. There's no sign of what he's been through, or of the thoughts of vengeance that are driving him, or of what, conceivably, he's lost.]

[righteous_pen]

[There's nothing Teru could point to, other than something in that tilt of the head, to say that this is the Light he remembers and not a new arrival. But he's certain, now. He's known him far too closely not to be able to tell.]

I've been looking for you. I have, haven't I?

[curtainwizard]

I heard you calling. [The incline shapes itself into a nod of assent, and his hands glide into his pockets, out of sight.] You didn't have to, you know.

[His words are soft and neutral, and it's that old unblinking serpent stare. It's tempting to try and pass himself off as a new arrival, but Light knows better - besides Matt and A's knowledge that he was healed, the place itself won't allow anything elaborate. Anyway, there's Sayu to consider.]

[saccharinesugar]

[Heeeey, don't mind this post. It's for foil, subplot, etc. purposes. Your Light should do whatever is IC for him.]

So in her first night of staying in this mansion...nexus... thing... Misa, unsurprisingly, had trouble sleeping. As a result, when she looked in the mirror the next morning, a stressed, fatigued reflection stared back at her. She didn't bother styling her hair; she hadn't worn pigtails for the past few months now. And then to her dismay, she discovered the closet in her room was filled with nothing but white shirts. A whole rack of white shirts. In sizes far too large for her so that the hem of a shirt reached her knee. And there were no pants.

Heading towards the exit wearing only what that damned closet provided her - a gigantic, size 14 white shirt, Misa unlocked her door and opened it... only to see Light passing by.

A pallid white as white as the shirt she's wearing washes over her.

And before Light can blink, the door slams in his face.

[curtainwizard]

[Light is - not uncertain, but still considering what to do. He knows the marks on Sayu's old door well enough; maybe he'll find something similar? Besides, it's something to do while he contemplates exactly how best to treat Mel, for everything she's given him these last couple of days.

And then the door opens, and there's Misa, looking as horrified to see him as she's ever, ever been. One eyebrow flicks up, as she catches his eye, as the door slams in his face: something wrong? yes, I see there is.

He - didn't know that one, did he? He's not going to intrude on her; it would be an inappropriate level of concern, and he's got important ruminating to do, and besides, he really doesn't care enough. But as he watches the door, and turns to head off down the corridor, he can't help but remember the Misa from his fever dream, the real one from his world, and the things she'd whispered. Misa will find Light, she will. Nothing else matters.Something about it had been good, and it hadn't been the prospect of her showing up here with him.

[saccharinesugar]

[This really has to stop happening to her.]

Initial reaction made her slam the door in his face. But for some unexplainable reason, she feels the intense desire to... see him. Misa creaks open the door again and slowly peers out into the corridor. She takes a gander after the retreating figure. Hah, figures he wouldn't care enough to even stop.

"Light..." she mumbles, barely audible.

[curtainwizard]

[The creak of the door catches his attention, and he turns just in time to see Misa's face peering out. Awkward, but not unmanageable; he doesn't seem bothered in the least. Slow footsteps bring him closer to her, though not within arm's reach.]

Is something wrong, Misa?

[misamisal]

::Passing by, Misa smiles::
Hello Light. Are you new?
::But, there's something familier about him. She pauses for a moment, staring at him a confused expression::
...you seem familier, actually.

[curtainwizard]

Not new, Misa.

[He'd almost forgotten running into her before, and offers her a thin smile.]

I'm sorry about that room. You know how it is.

[misamisal]

::her head tilts slightly, confused. What room has she been in where something with a Light happened? ...Oh. So this was that Light. Her eyes widen slightly, then go back to normal. She gives a shake of her head::
Ah, no, I should be the one appologizing, I practically tackled you.

::it's a bit uncomfortable for her. Has she known this was the other Light, she would have said hello and continued walking. Though, if L happened upon them, he would at least be able to understand why she had not known. Speaking of which, against her better judgement, she decides to ask::
...are you...did a room change you?

[curtainwizard]

That's what the rooms do, isn't it? Change us?

[The rooms, the people, it turns out one is as bad as the other. He matches the tilt of her head, considering her, calling back their conversation.]

No, I had some bad luck. But it's worked out well, as you see.