There is a rem sitting on a chair in the Bar with Paper and paint.

She's learning a new craft. Apparently she didn't need the paint for origami but they were still out.

She is botherable.

Light has been busy balancing his life as top college student, with tennis and helping with investigating. Oh, and being a serial killer in his free time.

He's outside, hitting his tennis ball hard and fast against the wall of the bar. He may have won against L earlier, but he doesn't want to lose next time.

Light hasn't been able to come into the bar for a little while. Too busy dodging security cameras and pretending to like pornography ( Read more... )

Light walks in, casually. It's been a good day. Well, not such a good day for the FBI agent's fiancee; but one person's happiness is another's sorrow.

He takes a seat at the bar, gets a soda, and watches people.

Light went on a little subway ride today. Boring, perhaps, but necessary and ultimately rather satisfying.

It cost him valuable study time though, so he's finishing off his prep class work in the bar tonight. It would never do to fall behind.

Light's been making plans. He has a date tomorrow, a trip to Spaceland, a nice relaxing day off for a hard working student. Or something like that.

Tonight, he's relaxing in one corner of the bar, with a cheeseburger.

It's been a busy day for Light. He doesn't look like someone who had twenty three people killed on the hours, as he sits in the bar and works his way through his advanced math problems.

He finishes, and gets himself a lemonade while he checks his answers.

[oom: Light makes the single worst mistake of his career, if it can be called that. Extracted from Death Note volume 1]It's hard to tell from his fairly passive expression, but Light is royally pissed off ( Read more... )

Lloyd is sitting under a tree out back today, absently carving runes into a small piece of wood.

He is both in a good mood and open to conversation/botheration, as usual. He's really enjoying his little stay in the bar at the end of the universe.

[tiny tag: Lloyd Irving]

Light's bruises are almost gone, and his arm is out of the sling. He'll probably try and go home tomorrow ( Read more... )