Drip Drip Drop~

[willow_crayon]

Who: Willow and L.
When: Monday of OOC week.
Where: L's Room
Summary: Willow goes to cast a Spell on L. She wants information.
Rating: PG-13.
Warnings:Dark Wiccan goddess and more sociable L.

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[cloisterblack12]

L was sitting directly underneath the sprinkler, the soles of his feet together and his hands on his ankles in a change from his usual crouch. His face was tilted upwards, his eyes closed, and he was letting the water soak him - feeling all of a sudden calm, albeit nostalgic.
The rain helped him think... And knock at the door distracted him.
Willow.
Despite the urges which L was suddenly getting to be sociable, he was still wary. From what he'd observed, Willow could be unpredictable, and he was enjoying the fake rain from the sprinkler too much to move, so he ingored her for now.

[willow_crayon]

Willow smiled. She waited for a moment longer before raising her hand an clenching her fist. The click of the tumbler in the lock clicked into place. With a wave of her hand the door opened.

"Sorry. I don't like the hallways." She said with a coy smile. She waited for L to acknowledge her.

[cloisterblack12]

L didn't open his eyes.

So she did have some sort of magical ability... He hadn't heard any fumbling with the tumblers, which even the most experienced of lock pickers would have made. Although, the noise of the sprinklers could have dishuised the tiny sound... Urgh, why did he even give a shit?

L opened his eyes although he didn't turn his head.

"Hello Willow."

[willow_crayon]

"L" she said taking a step in. She removed her shoes and floated less than an inch above the water collecting on the floor so that she didn't get wet.

She looked around the suite. "Identical." she sighed looking at him. "I see collecting the water isn't going to be the problem now." She smiled in that evil way of hers. "So L, how long do you want the rain to last?" her pupils dilated and spread out.