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Who: Graham, Yin and L
When: after this thread
Where: The library
Rating: PG
Warnings: Wounded Graham? Nothing really.
Summary: L, Yin and Graham have tea at L's request.
L had been to the library a handful of times since his arrival - it was largely dull with books he had read when he was a child. Besides the occasional jem - books from other realms perhaps? - it was nothing but a wasted walk. As a hideout though, it was flawed, much too public. He supposed a man like Graham Aker would not wish to hide. It was those around him who wished to keep him from the open.
L had suspected B would look at those in contact with him, though he had been too concerned with his own household's inhabitants and their interactions with the mad man to realize B would be drawn to a man like Graham Aker. To go this far, not to flaunt it to L or Mello or Near - B must have done it primarily for Graham. A new and dangerous way to alleviate his boredom, to cause destruction. It was worrying he had faltered and strayed from his plan.
He entered the library, a bag held precariously in his finger, one hand deep in his pocket as he walked more like a hunchback than a healthy young adult. He navigated the area, stopping near a doorway to another room.
"Graham Aker." He said in greeting, walking in.
When: after this thread
Where: The library
Rating: PG
Warnings: Wounded Graham? Nothing really.
Summary: L, Yin and Graham have tea at L's request.
L had been to the library a handful of times since his arrival - it was largely dull with books he had read when he was a child. Besides the occasional jem - books from other realms perhaps? - it was nothing but a wasted walk. As a hideout though, it was flawed, much too public. He supposed a man like Graham Aker would not wish to hide. It was those around him who wished to keep him from the open.
L had suspected B would look at those in contact with him, though he had been too concerned with his own household's inhabitants and their interactions with the mad man to realize B would be drawn to a man like Graham Aker. To go this far, not to flaunt it to L or Mello or Near - B must have done it primarily for Graham. A new and dangerous way to alleviate his boredom, to cause destruction. It was worrying he had faltered and strayed from his plan.
He entered the library, a bag held precariously in his finger, one hand deep in his pocket as he walked more like a hunchback than a healthy young adult. He navigated the area, stopping near a doorway to another room.
"Graham Aker." He said in greeting, walking in.