(B had decided long ago that the hallways were really the only safe place in the Mansion. But just thinking that probably changed everything, he thinks and shrugs, continuing down a more unfamiliar hallway. He's never gone this way before, and by the looks of it, neither has anyone else. Most likely because the area is dark and gloomy, but he doesn
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Which means that there's probably one of the Bs in trouble. And if it's his... well, Luxaky isn't going to take the chance of leaving whoever it is there and having it be his B.
He looks, now, for wherever the voice might have come from-- and he notices that it's getting rather... dark, around here. There's an open door, and Luxaky peers inside--)
...B...?
(Then his eyes go wide, so, so wide-- because B's really just a body on the floor all covered in blood and-- when Luxaky looks down at his hands, they're covered in blood, too. And he knows that he's the one who did it.
And he can't even make a sound, he's so terrified.
And then he sees L (he pays no attention to the boy and the woman, because he's too horrified by the blood on his own hands and shirt), L on the ground, dead dead dead, and he knows he did that, too.
And he wails.)
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(He keeps staring at L as if he doesn't believe what he's seeing, and then he shakes his head a little, putting his hands to his ears.)
Oh, L. L, you're not-- you're not very dead, are you? Oh, oh, oh...
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(Shuddery breath; he puts a hand over his face, trying to calm himself down, but it isn't working)
I'm here, okay?
Beyond, I'm here, I'm not...
(Doesn't even realize what he's saying anymore)
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(His face contorts first into a wavery, watery, bloody smile, and then into something very, very confused.)
Killed--
And, and L, you were...
(Furrows his brow a bit as if concentrating, then shakes his head)
And I killed you. That's right...
(Laughs a little pitifully)
That's right. Just like they said. Oh, oh, oh...
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...Not dead. You didn't kill me.
You wouldn't.
Don't say that.
(Shivering violently, looking a little haunted)
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(Smiles faintly, closing his eyes)
So afraid.
(Opens his eyes again and looks at L before holding a finger to his own lips, nodding)
Don't say it, then. Sshhh.
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It's true. Please believe me.
I was afraid... more than I ever had before.
I saw you... you were dying, you were...
(Stares emotionlessly at Beyond)
Sorry.
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(Traces a finger down L's cheek, leaving a smeared red trail)
Was L crying? Oh, oh, don't cry, L.
(Closes his eyes and tilts his head back again, exhaling shakily)
Murderer, L... that's what-- ....Muderer. Oh, oh, oh...
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You're not a murderer.
Nobody is dead.
It's... okay.
(Sits down completely, wrapped up in an upright position, hugging his knees tightly)
I'm fine. It's you I'm worried about.
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But I-- know I wasn't dreaming this time, L. I know it. Beyond Birthday was not having a dream. This time-- it was real.
(Tilts his head at L, then frowns thoughtfully)
L shouldn't worry, should never worry, he said it's all okay, after all. Isn't that right?
(Holds his hands out in front of them and stares at them. Whispers:)
Well would you look-- look at that...
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It was real but it wasn't.
It feels like it was. Wasn't though.
(Sounds like he's partially trying to reassure himself)
...Shouldn't.
It's okay. Mmhm. We're fine.
(Stares up at Beyond, and grabs his hands, forcing them down so Beyond can't look at them)
You didn't do anything.
The mansion is fucking with our heads.
You didn't do anything.
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We're fine. L always says so. Beyond Birthday should always believe L. Believe...
(Stares at L, blinks a little, and then grins and licks his lips a bit)
Oh, but L.
I can-- taste it.
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Taste it...?
I... I don't--
(Doesn't know what to do)
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(Drags two fingers across the corner of his mouth, then holds them up in front of his eyes, examining them; they've got blood on them. Well-- more blood, now.)
Taste it. Just like that. It's real, L. L's blood is-- real.
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It's... it might be, but...
I don't know! I don't want you to taste that...
(Takes Beyond's hands in his own,, although it's hard to keep a grip because of his trembling)
I'm sorry you had to go through this...
I never wanted--
(Chokes down a sob, staring at Beyond's hands)
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It's something Beyond Birthday has tasted before, L. It's something--
Something...
Something. L, I am frightened.
(Looks down at his and L's hands as well, looking mournful and afraid and as if he might start laughing again)
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