Jan 28, 2011 22:25
[The video turns on as L digs through his backpack, trying to find a towel or something he could use to dry his hair. It's mid conversation at the time, late night obviously at the time it's being recorded. The hand digging in through the backpack seems to not be paying much attention as he talks.]
--just saying, Light-kun, if you are going to complain you should do it in a productive manner.
Productive manner? [The other voice, Light, hisses the words furiously through grit teeth.] And how exactly do you suggest I do that?
Through interpretive dance, of course. [A pause.] Don't look at me like that. I mean, if you are so inclined to complain in my general direction, then perhaps you should do it in a more colorful way! Then I wouldn't be so bored listening to your repetitive complaints. There is a limit to my patience, Light-kun, and you may have just reached it.
Perhaps, Ryuzaki. [His tone is stretching the limits of polite anger] If you had listened to me in the first place, you wouldn't have to hear about it as we wouldn't be soaking in precipitate. We could have died outside. What do you have to say to that? Hm? No witty comebacks about how reaching Cherrygrove city somehow increases your reasoning ability by, oh I don't know, 2.7% or some other ridiculous number?
Cities are known for increasing the stimulation of the mind, Light-kun. Are you forgetting this fact?
Do you really think that this tangent is going to make me forget that I am incredibly irritated?
Perhaps. [Another pause, the smirk spreading across his face can be heard through his words.] But we have reached the innkeeper.
Your powers of observation are truly astonishing. Truly, you are the world's greatest detective.
Thank you for the compliment. [And then the Pokégear is brought out and set on the counter top while L finally pulls a towel out of his bag. The screen shows a rather irritated looking Light Yagami glaring at the older detective as he dries his hair. A peek out of underneath the towel shows L looking towards the camera, a twitch of the lips and he looks up at Light's words, towel hanging over his head.]
It's a miracle therefore that you somehow missed the weather outside.
I rather like to think that it all falls under the grand scheme of things, most likely. [This, is obviously a joke. A jab towards Light's "God" position. Especially when he adds--] What a sneaky planner you are, Kami-sama. I should applaud you.
[And then he does.]
[For a moment, Light simply stares, his expression darkening with every clap. He calmly lifts the towel off his head and throws it with as much force he can muster at L's face.] What the hell is the matter with you?
[All L does is blink as the towel hits his face before tilting his head to the side and lifting a finger to chew at his thumbnail. His eyes look over Light as if he's some sort of interesting new creature before a smirk crosses his face.] Rather crude for a God.
Oh I'll show you crude-! [He practically lunges at L, drawing a fist, and aiming a punch at the detective's face.]
Gah! [And then with a thump, the two fall to the ground, beginning to fight.]
((OOC: Blue is L, red is Light! Feel free to break them up! Tags will come from either Light, L, Matt, or all three!))
this calls for a piece of cheesecake,
halp halp being punched by a fake god,
like a married couple,
somebody call misa-misa,
*ic,
!location: cherrygrove city,
everybody was kung-fu fighting