[Oz is sitting in the observation deck, drinking a cup of tea and looking at the view. To him it was amazing that something he could have only read in books was now being seen right in front of his eyes. He puts the cup to his lips and takes a sip, before looking at the collection of cake he had next to a tea pot and spare cups.
He picked a cake
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Oh, hi there. Why are you sitting in the corner?
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I just didn't want to bother you.
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[Books can be read any time, not like he had a reason to read them in the first place though.]
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Except seeing Oz.
No, you see, things had happened horrifically here the last time he saw that body weeks ago. L keeps his distance, but at the same time clears his throat, he doesn't expect to be remembered but he's not sure if the bi-polar attitude revolves around certain people even after the fact. He's seem stranger mystical things.]]
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Sorry, I didn't see you there.
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L takes a few steps closer, being as casual as he can.]]
You've nothing to be sorry for, Mister--?
[[He trails off, hoping for a name to put to the face that he's still trying to erase Light from.]]
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Oz Vessalius.
[He pouts slightly though, is he really that scary or something?]
You do realise you can come as close as you like, I'm not exactly going to hurt you.
[Oz didn't know about what Light got up to in his body, all he knows is something happened, but not what exactly.]
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