Delivering documents, meeting strangers. Another day at the office.
Who: Yagami Light and Tesla
When: February 22nd, night
Where: Stairwell, tower 1
Summary: Tesla wants Light to stay the hell away from Nnoitra.
Warnings: Roughing up, a little bloodletting.
The walk down from the eighth floor was tiring, and with the lights still flickering out now and again, Light was still on edge, as though expecting another monster to try and come in. The Darkness unnerved him completely -- without powers, he was defenseless, and he didn't need reminding of that fact. Beyond that, he was also fighting battles on numerous other fronts.
One of those problems was Near, which was why he was heading down the stairs in during the Darkness at all. The leaflets he'd taken from the police station were to be delivered to the front desk before Near came back with - or sent back - his library books. Carefully annotated, with drawn up notes on the cost of living, his donation to Edgeworth's fund and the hours he'd be expected to work, but also a phone number - of NPA headquarters at home - and some words that would whet Near's appetite: 'murderer' multiply underlined, "Kira Exposed" and on the very last leaflet, at the back, a note that said 'S: CIA?'
Alongside this were carefully filed notes about the insurance case he had solved with the NPA in 2002, staggered in sections in exactly the format that the police had recieved the evidence, with coloured tabbed numbers separating the sections.
Light left the notes and leaflets at the front desk - under his name: 'Shiraga Light' - and still holding his half-constructed Kira folder, moved back toward the stairs. He daren't leave it in his room until it was done, checked and double checked, but more importantly he wanted to make the first week's pay so he could install a camera to watch over it. The folder wasn't important - it's more or less harmless - but proof of it being taken is something else entirely. Just one week.
When: February 22nd, night
Where: Stairwell, tower 1
Summary: Tesla wants Light to stay the hell away from Nnoitra.
Warnings: Roughing up, a little bloodletting.
The walk down from the eighth floor was tiring, and with the lights still flickering out now and again, Light was still on edge, as though expecting another monster to try and come in. The Darkness unnerved him completely -- without powers, he was defenseless, and he didn't need reminding of that fact. Beyond that, he was also fighting battles on numerous other fronts.
One of those problems was Near, which was why he was heading down the stairs in during the Darkness at all. The leaflets he'd taken from the police station were to be delivered to the front desk before Near came back with - or sent back - his library books. Carefully annotated, with drawn up notes on the cost of living, his donation to Edgeworth's fund and the hours he'd be expected to work, but also a phone number - of NPA headquarters at home - and some words that would whet Near's appetite: 'murderer' multiply underlined, "Kira Exposed" and on the very last leaflet, at the back, a note that said 'S: CIA?'
Alongside this were carefully filed notes about the insurance case he had solved with the NPA in 2002, staggered in sections in exactly the format that the police had recieved the evidence, with coloured tabbed numbers separating the sections.
Light left the notes and leaflets at the front desk - under his name: 'Shiraga Light' - and still holding his half-constructed Kira folder, moved back toward the stairs. He daren't leave it in his room until it was done, checked and double checked, but more importantly he wanted to make the first week's pay so he could install a camera to watch over it. The folder wasn't important - it's more or less harmless - but proof of it being taken is something else entirely. Just one week.