Tuesday night: First casualty
It's late Tuesday night.
After Misa fell asleep, L slipped out of bed, sat on the sofa with an extra blanket wrapped around him, and attempted to create a record of recent events.
His motor control is poor tonight, and typing was difficult, but for the moment, he is satisfied enough with the imperfect document he managed to create. It has the information: the most important thing.
He walks, wavering, back to the bed, where he nearly collapses between the sheets. What began as discomfort in his abdomen is now pain; it's also in his chest, and his breathing is beginning to be affected even when he is not exerting himself. The medication Misa brought helps, but not enough. It's weak.
He props himself against his pillows and watches her sleep, wondering how many more nights he will have left in which to watch her, the dark and shining half-moon of her eyelash against her pale cheek, the soft susurration of her breath. Already, he knows that certain things between them are probably over -- almost the first thing to be taken away by this illness.
He's still staring at her when the interruption comes.
[[This thread is private to firm_detective, lastrunnerup, ibuttlesir, justiceishot, and, if she "wakes up," misamisal. Anyone else want in on it? Ping me! If your character found Blind Near dead in the hallway and soon ran to tell Ryuuzaki about it in his sickroom, you, too, can be added to this list.]]
After Misa fell asleep, L slipped out of bed, sat on the sofa with an extra blanket wrapped around him, and attempted to create a record of recent events.
His motor control is poor tonight, and typing was difficult, but for the moment, he is satisfied enough with the imperfect document he managed to create. It has the information: the most important thing.
He walks, wavering, back to the bed, where he nearly collapses between the sheets. What began as discomfort in his abdomen is now pain; it's also in his chest, and his breathing is beginning to be affected even when he is not exerting himself. The medication Misa brought helps, but not enough. It's weak.
He props himself against his pillows and watches her sleep, wondering how many more nights he will have left in which to watch her, the dark and shining half-moon of her eyelash against her pale cheek, the soft susurration of her breath. Already, he knows that certain things between them are probably over -- almost the first thing to be taken away by this illness.
He's still staring at her when the interruption comes.
[[This thread is private to firm_detective, lastrunnerup, ibuttlesir, justiceishot, and, if she "wakes up," misamisal. Anyone else want in on it? Ping me! If your character found Blind Near dead in the hallway and soon ran to tell Ryuuzaki about it in his sickroom, you, too, can be added to this list.]]