You Were Not The Same After That
WHO: L and OPEN
WHEN: August 1
WHERE: Near the Temple
FILTER: Open to absolutely anyone. Preferably someone who's either in the Temple or knows about it, but clueless pups are welcome, too. :p
WHAT: L is interested in finding out what he can about the Temple from an outsider's perspective. Once something gets stuck in his head, it stays there.
NOTES: TBA
STATUS: Ongoing!
It was frustrating, to find oneself in a strange place that should have been remembered but was, for all intents and purposes, forgotten. L was at a loss to explain what had happened to him and others, and he found himself bored and listless. One reason he'd chosen the rather obvious and short-lived prank of introducing himself by multiple names was so he'd have something to keep track of, something he was in control of, something difficult to maintain. Another reason was his identity confusion. In the past, it had been easy to choose one name, because he'd known that he wouldn't possess it for long. He'd move to a different country and a different case, and then he'd choose another. Nothing lasted very long, in L's world. People flickered in and out like shadows. Where they were concerned, why should he be bothered to plan for future encounters?
L thought it was bad enough that he'd been brought here. He thought it was worse that he'd been here before and attempted to join a religion. His view of religion had always been defiant; he considered it a weak mind's vice, certainly not something an intellect like his could fall victim to. Knowing full well that he had always been willing to do anything to close a case, however, a new range of possibilities opened up to him. Joining the Temple would have of course provided many opportunities for gathering intelligence... as well as many unknown risks and commitments. L didn't think that it was like him to rush so willingly into something he knew nothing about, but whether he liked it or not, he had done so, and now had to try again with more careful planning.
He rather liked the idea of getting someone else to join the Temple. That way, he was safe from anything the cult might ask of him, and free from any vows or promises he might be asked to make. He was always more comfortable in the role of a spectator, anyway... he leaned forward, resting his palms against the intricate, curling metal-work of the fence outside the Temple, keeping outsiders where they belonged. His fingers wound themselves through the cast-iron curves, and he stared through, searching for answers that would doubtless only raise more questions.
WHEN: August 1
WHERE: Near the Temple
FILTER: Open to absolutely anyone. Preferably someone who's either in the Temple or knows about it, but clueless pups are welcome, too. :p
WHAT: L is interested in finding out what he can about the Temple from an outsider's perspective. Once something gets stuck in his head, it stays there.
NOTES: TBA
STATUS: Ongoing!
It was frustrating, to find oneself in a strange place that should have been remembered but was, for all intents and purposes, forgotten. L was at a loss to explain what had happened to him and others, and he found himself bored and listless. One reason he'd chosen the rather obvious and short-lived prank of introducing himself by multiple names was so he'd have something to keep track of, something he was in control of, something difficult to maintain. Another reason was his identity confusion. In the past, it had been easy to choose one name, because he'd known that he wouldn't possess it for long. He'd move to a different country and a different case, and then he'd choose another. Nothing lasted very long, in L's world. People flickered in and out like shadows. Where they were concerned, why should he be bothered to plan for future encounters?
L thought it was bad enough that he'd been brought here. He thought it was worse that he'd been here before and attempted to join a religion. His view of religion had always been defiant; he considered it a weak mind's vice, certainly not something an intellect like his could fall victim to. Knowing full well that he had always been willing to do anything to close a case, however, a new range of possibilities opened up to him. Joining the Temple would have of course provided many opportunities for gathering intelligence... as well as many unknown risks and commitments. L didn't think that it was like him to rush so willingly into something he knew nothing about, but whether he liked it or not, he had done so, and now had to try again with more careful planning.
He rather liked the idea of getting someone else to join the Temple. That way, he was safe from anything the cult might ask of him, and free from any vows or promises he might be asked to make. He was always more comfortable in the role of a spectator, anyway... he leaned forward, resting his palms against the intricate, curling metal-work of the fence outside the Temple, keeping outsiders where they belonged. His fingers wound themselves through the cast-iron curves, and he stared through, searching for answers that would doubtless only raise more questions.