Ryuk is bored, again. Still. Even chandelier surfing has lost its sparkle and he hasn't found a real replacement vuvuzela for the one that got a bit cut up on the night of the mad midnight serenade
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Light is...okay. Light is restless, and bored, and constantly verging on depressed, but he's okay. L is still here, which is still frustrating. There is still a running list in his head of the names and faces he would write down if he could. He wishes. But it seems, sometimes, like a dream. Like it never actually happened, and he just...
Wasted his life, somehow.
His mother, his sister. He still thinks of them.
His mood is dark today, and that's probably why he's gone looking for Ryuk. Or out of whim, possibly. Hands in his pockets, perfectly composed, as untouchable (at least in appearance) as he's ever been.
It's been a while since he saw Light and when Ryuk sees him, the reaction is a bit like a dog (or at the least, like a friendly cat) which hasn't seen its master for a long time. His head pops up and he hovers up off the mantelshelf, approaching Light. "Hiya, Light: how's it going?" he says, grinning. "You heard about the murders??"
Light is almost surprised by that reaction. Perhaps slightly gratified, though. He doesn't show it, at least not until Ryuk mentions the murders, because, "I hadn't," he says, ears pricking slightly. "What murders?"
"That crazy bitch Aramat got killed: think she got stabbed or something; there's been a big investigation. That wussy shinigami with the violet eyes an' his buddy with the green eyes are runnin' it," he says. "Then some skinny kid with a weird last name disappeared an' they found out someone ganked him in the woods."
Ryuk perks up and sits up. This is *very* interesting. "Hey, nice song!" he calls out, and starts singing along. Four octaves lower and considerably raspier.
The typist really thinks these two need to meet. Agravain's doing what he usually does: lazing around and drinking alcohol. He's in the main room today, sprawled out on a couch.
New person to troll say hello to? Music to Ryuk's ears!
Seeing the big guy on the couch, Ryuk hovers closer, inspecting him curiously for a long moment.
"Hi there, big guy," a raspy voice will say from near the head of the couch. If Agravaine should look up, he'll see...well, a pale, creepy, grinning thing leering at him.
"Ooh? You can see me?" he says, hovering closer, realizing the big guy has no date of death over his head. "So what are you? A wrestler?" he asks, looking Agravaine up and down.
In the hallway there might be a strange little man that looks like Willy Wonka, he can see Ryuk. Why? Well it takes a certain kind of mind to create and run a place like Superjail 24/7. (In layman's terms... he's kinda crazy.) And he isn't scared of him at all.
Ryuk grins, pleased to get a compliment, but a bit surprised that someone can see him. "Hi there! You can see me?" he asks. "Yer pretty neat-lookin' yerself? You got a circus?"
Hisoka is passing through the common room, and happens to glance up, and is surprised to see Ryuk on the mantel. Except for Valentine's Night at the bar, he hasn't seen him at all, for ages.
"What's up, Ryuk?" he says, and smiles widely to indicate it's a pun.
"Nothing new," replies Hisoka. "The Shadow Angels still want to talk to Rudy Cooper -- and I imagine a few other people do, too! -- but he's keeping out of sight. You haven't seen him lately, have you?"
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Light is...okay. Light is restless, and bored, and constantly verging on depressed, but he's okay. L is still here, which is still frustrating. There is still a running list in his head of the names and faces he would write down if he could. He wishes. But it seems, sometimes, like a dream. Like it never actually happened, and he just...
Wasted his life, somehow.
His mother, his sister. He still thinks of them.
His mood is dark today, and that's probably why he's gone looking for Ryuk. Or out of whim, possibly. Hands in his pockets, perfectly composed, as untouchable (at least in appearance) as he's ever been.
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"ROW ROW ROW YOUR BOAT, GENTLY DOWN THE STREEEEEEEEEEAM! MERRILY MERRILY MERRILY MERRILY! LIFE IS BUT A DREEEEEEEEEEEEAMMMM!!!"
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Seeing the big guy on the couch, Ryuk hovers closer, inspecting him curiously for a long moment.
"Hi there, big guy," a raspy voice will say from near the head of the couch. If Agravaine should look up, he'll see...well, a pale, creepy, grinning thing leering at him.
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"You are just lovely! Like a gothic bird-clown!"
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"Really?"
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"What's up, Ryuk?" he says, and smiles widely to indicate it's a pun.
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