*The last thing he remembers is the taste of fresh sushi on his tongue, his fingers wrapped around the small, white choko as he brought it to his lips with a smug grin. The room was dimly lit and he was in the company of
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*For the most part, she resembles Misa, but what...is wrong with her appearance? Light immediately takes a single step backward, fingers lingering on the edge of his tie. Did someone slip something into his saké?
Impossible. They wouldn't dare.*
And what would it be, exactly?
*As repulsive as it is, he can't tear his eyes away. Disgusting.*
I told you I'm not joking, Light. Really. And I'm probably a different version of Misa to the one you know, unless the name 'Clan of Noah' means anything to you.
*Alright. Now he's a little annoyed, though Light keeps his expression perfectly passive; only showing the barest hint of concern with a small furrowing of his brow.*
Why would that mean something to me?
*Perhaps it's one of the groups attempting to rise against him? With a languid blink, Light fixes her with a stern gaze. Misa knows better than to keep things from him.*
You'd know what that meant if you were my Light. This dimension brings in different versions of people from alternate universes, and none of them are right.
*He nearly deadpans; shooting a sharp glance back to Misa before turning to her fully.*
Misa, enough. Whatever you're doing, it's not amusing. I have guests.
*A few doors with what looks like a black X on each catches Light's eye as he begins down the hall. He's going to find his way out of here, and find whoever is responsible for this elaborate (though not impressive) prank.*
I don't think this's what you think it is.
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*For the most part, she resembles Misa, but what...is wrong with her appearance? Light immediately takes a single step backward, fingers lingering on the edge of his tie. Did someone slip something into his saké?
Impossible. They wouldn't dare.*
And what would it be, exactly?
*As repulsive as it is, he can't tear his eyes away. Disgusting.*
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*And bad for his image*
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Why would that mean something to me?
*Perhaps it's one of the groups attempting to rise against him? With a languid blink, Light fixes her with a stern gaze. Misa knows better than to keep things from him.*
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I don't know anyone named Matt.
*And when Mihael shows up, Light is going to demand to know why he was left without his bodyguard after consuming so much saké.*
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*And he glances around the hall, the beginnings of exasperation tugging at his features.*
And that world would be?
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Misa, enough. Whatever you're doing, it's not amusing. I have guests.
*A few doors with what looks like a black X on each catches Light's eye as he begins down the hall. He's going to find his way out of here, and find whoever is responsible for this elaborate (though not impressive) prank.*
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I'm not lying, it's really truly true. You'll see.
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If you're going to follow me, you can at least show me the way out.
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