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So Alive I Arrive on Dust, You Can Search My Mind For the Red on Rust

Aug 11, 2009 10:02

Characters: L Lawliet and Yano Kenta
When: August 11th, Night
Where: Juke's house
Rating: PG-13 for now
Summary: Kenta and L are unlikely friends and a study in contrasts. Regarding the recent very exciting ninja shit-fight, Kenta has found that his empathy and compassion are sort of tearing him up inside. L can give the dictionary definitions of ( Read more... )

kenta, l lawliet

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papipupepon August 11 2009, 20:01:05 UTC

((OOC: A clarifying timeline, perhaps; Kenta posts his notice, B and L snipe and Kenta bemoans his terrible friends-meanwhile, he learns that Ling is hungry and, since he's already stopping by the store to track down some sort of milk, he agrees to bring food by his way before winding up at Juke's. Despite being near a breakdown, Kenta is doing nothing to make things easier on himself D ( ... )

originalprodigy August 12 2009, 03:20:11 UTC

Had L known that Kenta wasn't here for him, he likely wouldn't have let it effect him adversely. He was in a foul mood himself, after arguing with Beyond. He had spent a half hour scraping little even lines into the wall above his bedpost for no reason except to ease his frustration. L tender to bottle things up very effectively, but things broke when he was overly stressed. And he often inadvertently hurt himself, but he was far from that point now. Perhaps B made him so angry because L knew that he was serious, about wanting to kill him. It was bizarre to think that Kenta could consider both of them friends. If he still considered either of them friends at all.

He opened the door for Kenta, leaning heavily against the wall just inside. Quiet men like him have a seething, smoldering quality to intense anger after the initial trigger, and he certainly looked like he'd been through a bitter argument. There was fear there, too, which L was not as good at masking.

"Come in. If you actually want to."

papipupepon August 12 2009, 03:56:47 UTC

Kenta was upset. There was no other way of putting it gently. It felt almost like something of a betrayal that the two insisted on acting this way, though he knew their feud was older and deeper than anything he'd as of yet developed between the two of them. He knew, and yet. He didn't like the way they seemed to be using him as yet another thing to fight over. Like a favorite toy ( ... )

originalprodigy August 12 2009, 04:20:32 UTC

Kenta's feelings were to be expected; if L had been able to stand back and analyze his actions and words, he likely would have agreed that it was unacceptable to have such a violent and passionate argument within full view of a friend who had been pushed to his limit. Even fighting over Kenta wasn't quite how L saw it; the man was so far into his head that when he argued with B, no one else existed, and if they tried to, they got thrown under the train.

That was how he operated. One reason he had a reputation for winning, for solving, for defeating, was because he was able to pursue objectives with an eerie, intense single-mindedness. It worked, and so no one had ever taught him the difference between a ruthless fight to the bitter end regardless of the cost, and setting aside a feud for the sake of a troubled friend ( ... )

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