002. Second Kill - Video

[killswithapen]

[Through some small consequence Light has come to believe that nobody from his own 'memories' are here. Still, that hasn't changed the fact that he's been cautious up until now, hiding his face and finding a job so that he can conceal his Death Note in a nice safe place. Yes, he's only working at a tiny bar in the red light district, but it's a job

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[wakingwaters]

[Rue has told her to be careful with him, so she approaches this situation with caution.]

I'm at work right now. Being inside and serving drinks doesn't sound so bad, especially with how the weather is out there these days.

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[killswithapen]

It isn't that bad. There was this one older woman with a whip, though... You really don't want to know.

[He sounds rather cheerful despite it.]

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[wakingwaters]

[She laughs softly.]

Yes, that sounds really strange. I don't think I want to know.

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[killswithapen]

What kind of work do you do?

voice;

[wakingwaters]

I protect the caravans that transport goods.

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[killswithapen]

That's a job that gets you out of the city, isn't it? What's it like out there?

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[wakingwaters]

Hot, barren in places. It's a sad sight.

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[killswithapen]

I'm sorry to hear that... I suppose I was hoping to hear that it was all a lie.

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[wakingwaters]

It can be fixed, one day, I assure you. It will take a long time but if this world has lasted this long and has not been destroyed...then there's still hope.

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[killswithapen]

Still hope... It's just so hard to believe it's the same world.

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[wakingwaters]

Was this once your home?

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[killswithapen]

Not this country, but certainly this world.

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[wakingwaters]

I'm sorry that you have to see it like this.

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[killswithapen]

It's alright. I'm...sure it's not real. Somehow.

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[wakingwaters]

...Not real?

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[killswithapen]

Not real. Well...it looks real, feels real, and common sense would say it is, but that means giving up on everything I know. It means accepting I'll never see my family again.