A glass can only spill what it contains

[kami_to_you]

*The last thing he remembers is the taste of fresh sushi on his tongue, his fingers wrapped around the small, white choko as he brought it to his lips with a smug grin. The room was dimly lit and he was in the company of

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[dreamsofgenesis]

[Misa's being wandering the hallways for awhile now, eagre to explore the place in which she's apparently stuck. She stops when she sees Light.]

I don't think this's what you think it is.

[kami_to_you]

Oh?

*For the most part, she resembles Misa, but what...is wrong with her appearance? Light immediately takes a single step backward, fingers lingering on the edge of his tie. Did someone slip something into his saké?

Impossible. They wouldn't dare.*

And what would it be, exactly?

*As repulsive as it is, he can't tear his eyes away. Disgusting.*

[dreamsofgenesis]

A mansion in another dimension. Like a sci-fi movie or something. I'm not joking either, it's really true!

[kami_to_you]

I thought you weren't doing conventions anymore, Misa. We've discussed this. They're too public.

*And bad for his image*

[kami_to_you]

*Light freezes, deciding from the second that he hears himself addressed in that manner that yes, he has indeed fallen asleep somehow. But for a dream, this is overly vivid and secondly, he shouldn't be fully aware that he is dreaming.

He hasn't heard this voice in a very. long. time. Not while conscious, at least.*

I've told you to stop. You've no place in the world, let alone my dream.

*His eyes narrow; a haughty expression overtaking his features as he keeps his attention on the wall across from him. If he doesn't look at L, he'll go away. This is how it usually works.*

[kami_to_you]

I see.

*He speaks quietly, holding his ground. No matter how close L gets, Light isn't going to step away. He's never been able to touch him, no matter what tactic he employed in order to make Light's sleeping life a living hell.*

Am I supposed to justify that with a response?

*As far as the "Kira Case" goes, yes. It's over. The investigation has been over for a very long time, now. It takes almost no determination at all to keep the wall as his only focus. He and L have played this game many times, after Light closes his eyes and sinks into unconsciousness. It used to be constant. Not so much any more, which is why he's more annoyed than unnerved, at the moment.*

[misamisal]

Really?

::she speaks quietly, but loud enough to be heard as she turns the corner and stops, her large eyes gazing at him.::
I'm surprised to hear that.
...ah, sort of.

::there's a soft, polite smile, but she doesn't come any closer::

((ooc: if he has the eyes, he'll only be able to see her name. :) ))

[kami_to_you]

*He blinks once, letting the tie drop from between his fingers, his hand dropping to his side. When did Misa have time to change her outfit? His brow furrows slightly in confusion.*

Misa.

*And he moves to step toward her*

What happened?

[misamisal]

::she keeps her eye on him as he steps closer, cautious. They always start out so calm and collected, but could easily turn around and try to rip her to shreds. Still, there's no reason to be inpolite, he may not even be a Kira. Even if he is, he could be nicer than the rest. Still, it's doubtful. She'll keep her eye on him.::

::her index finger strays to her lip and she nods thoughtfully::
Hmm, so you are new. No one has told you about this place yet then?

[kami_to_you]

Hm?

*Another step before he pauses, raising his index to brush a stray hair from his right eye.*

New to what? Why did you change?

*Granted, Light wasn't exactly fond of the blue number, but it was formal enough for the occasion. He gives Misa a once-over, his eyes scrutinizing before glancing behind him as though to emphasize his point.* One of us has to be in there.

*Where there is in relation to where they are now, he hasn't a clue. As a matter of fact, he doesn't remember entering this hallway at all.*

[chilichoc]

*Rounding the corner, Mel catches the end of what Light says, and she's immediately, subtly, tensed for action, but she puts on a casual tone.*

Why is that, Yagami? Can't play nice with the other children?

[kami_to_you]

*A sharp frown. Who has the nerve to speak to him in that tone? He turns and glances-and stills.*

...

Mihael?

*What on earth?*

[chilichoc]

*There's something about the way he says the name, not the way she might have expected at all, and she doesn't know what it means. Her eyes narrow.*

No. I'm really, really not.

*She steps her feet apart, as if to say: have a look, you'll get it. Maybe ten inches from her right hand to the gun at her hip, hidden by her coat. She remains aware of that, though she has no intention of drawing. Yet.*

[kami_to_you]

*His own narrow in return and Light shifts, though if this...girl's demeanor is anything like Mihael's, he knows better than to advance, for any reason. There is a reason that he prefers to have the blond on his side.*

Sister?

*Striking similarity. Almost exact, Light would say, if he weren't a half inch from being in complete shock. Still, he keeps his demeanor calm, his tone conversational and not at all threatening. He even dares a faint smile.*

[sweets_soldier]

[As the young man stands mid-hallway, musing, Mihael just sits back, 'round the corner, and watches silently. He is intrigued; he has not yet met another like this man in the vacation mansion this far, and Matt's description of the killer Kira is currently ringing in his ears.

He decides that it is time to make his presence known, blue eyes narrowing momentarily as he rounds the corner, striding down the hallway in his bare-footed, blue-jeaned, flanneled glory. His AK-47 still rests strapped across his back; ever since meeting that strange blonde girl who is not his Melushka, Mihael has been extra wary, caring his rifle with him wherever.]

Hullo. You are new to this vacation, I assume?

[kami_to_you]

*Eyebrow*

...

Mihael. *And Light's face is the perfect mask of an impending scowl. Having his guard dog leave his side for even a second is something that he has expressly stated numerous times isn't to happen. Especially with the recent uprisings. It isn't safe.

And apparently, Mihael has found not only time to wander off, but to...change. What is he wearing? Light crosses his arms over his chest.*

Are you drunk?

[sweets_soldier]

[Mihael stops midway down the corridor, looking the young man up and down suspiciously. It sounds rather strange, not having to introduce himself as he is truly termed, and this fact has him thrown off quite a bit.]

If I am, I am not aware.

Tell me - how is it you know my true name? Most of those in this vacation mansion call me "Mello" until I am quite ready to throttle them.

[kami_to_you]

*He stares for a long couple of seconds, assessing the situation. It has been almost a year since Mihael gained his favor and in doing so, dropped that alias in favor of his birth name. There is no reason for Light to use it when, in essence, it was only created to protect his bodyguard from him. According to Light, at least.

Funny thing.

And the term "vacation" catches his attention more than "mansion."*

You're on duty, *he corrects. Mihael is always on duty, without question.*