Application for Naomi Misora, Death Note

[misoramassacre]

((Permission granted from muns for Light, L, and B. Spoilers for Another Note. Naomi is taken from the very end of episode 7/chapter 14. She hasn’t technically died at this point, though she’s been put under control of the Death Note.))

Raye dead Kira had me fooled Raye dead by Kira I’ve been had good as dead anyway what is there left -Naomi’s

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[papayagami]

"Misora-san?"

Soichiro remembered L mentioning her name, in connection with the Kira case, and saying she was a possible victim.

But first....

"You worked with L before?"

[misoramassacre]

Oh, there was another human in here. Naomi turned. "I did. I'm sorry, you seem to know who I am, but I don't think I know you."

[papayagami]

"I just heard of you from L, I worked with him myself. Yagami Soichiro." He bowed to her.

[misoramassacre]

She gave a quick bow back, guarding her expression. "The chief of the NPA? It's... an honor." She hesitated. "Then, you're Yagami Light's father?"

[red_eyed_l]

"So you're here." B was currently using his feet to hold the jar of jam in place while unscrewing it with his hands. (No index fingers and all)"Bet you were glad to hear that Kira got me, weren't you." He began to get jam on his three fingers, licking it off.

[misoramassacre]

"Huh?! No..." She hadn't heard of it (for her, it hadn't happened yet) but given Kira's normal targets it wouldn't have been so much plausible as near inevitable. Even if she'd heard, she didn't think she would have been glad.

If Kira "got him" too, though, the idea that this was an unorthodox afterlife seemed far more likely.

(The question is not what's there but what's missing)

As for that, she quickly noticed the missing fingers. Coming in second (he hadn't had them for most of the time she'd spent with him, so it wasn't as quick to register) were the missing burns. Naomi was no doctor but remained fairly sure that in the normal course of things people would not get put back together so neatly from damage like the mass of charred flesh she'd seen and hit with an extinguisher in 404.

To this end, her tone less rattled, she tossed out "I had no idea the health care was so good in prison."

[red_eyed_l]

"Oh, you refer to the lack of burns? That came with coming here. Not that I miss them any, they were unsightly."

[misoramassacre]

She didn't know if the spectacular failure of his plan in Los Angeles would have made him more dangerous or less, but she'd presume more. She'd completely taken on a cool tone when she said "It's too bad whatever 'magic' is here hasn't done the same for those fingers."

Unless maybe they were currently in the process of growing back. Was that going too far? Just what, now, qualified as "too far"?

[mello_n_choco]

"You know," I say from beside one of the pillars. "I never did understand why you gave up a career you loved enough to endure ridicule for because you got engaged? You were obviously good or L would have tapped someone else. He could have gotten anyone he wanted, but he chose you, and it was only partially the convenience of timing." That has always bothered me.

[misoramassacre]

Her first thought was someone she knew from home, but she failed to recognize the voice and when she looked over to the pillar she further failed to recognize the person.

"I don't know who you are to ask me something like that. Do I have a fan club I don't know about?"

[mello_n_choco]

"You could say I'm your biographer. I wrote up the LABB case." I pull out a chocolate bar and take a bite. "So? Why did you give up something you love doing and were very good at?" If you tell me that third rate investigator, I'll say you got what you deserved.

[misoramassacre]

"Hm. That's the first time I've heard it asked that way around," she said. "First, I wouldn't say that I 'loved' it. If it were that way I would have been crazy to leave, yes, but the FBI wasn't my life - if you wrote up that case, you know I was on a leave of absence at the time. It wasn't a perfect fit, by any means. There were alternatives that worked as well for me."

She hadn't had nearly as much of a taste of the alternative, but she wanted to think it would've worked as well once she settled into it. She didn't want to think this too hard, though, because there was little chance of it anymore unless maybe Raye turned up, possibly next to "Albus Dumbledore," and they set up a white-picket afterlife with tatted doilies.

[cardarchitect]

"Ms. Misora." Near inclined his head slightly. He'd seen her photo, of course, and read about her in connection with both the LABB and Kira cases. "A pleasure to meet you in person."

[misoramassacre]

That was three people so far who knew who she was without her having corresponding knowledge of them. Unless he was actually L, but she found that an even stranger idea than the fleeting one she'd once had that "Rue Ryuuzaki" might be L. She nodded back. "I... wish I could say the same for you."

[cardarchitect]

"I've read your files. By all accounts you were a very effective investigator." It would be interesting to see how she interpreted the past tense.

[misoramassacre]

The past tense wasn't odd for her, given that she'd been out of action for three months. "That was what my 'biographer' said."

[ijk_mno]

"Hello."

He doesn't remember her yet, obviously, but he has no doubt that eventually, he will.

[misoramassacre]

She remembered him, she thought after a moment, though he looked somewhat younger than the already-young man who'd tackled her in the subway. She added this to B's lack of burns and came up with confusion. "... Ryuuzaki?"

[ijk_mno]

"That's the name I'm going by. Although B said something about it being his alias, and I'd prefer it if you didn't confuse the two of us."

He presses his thumb against his bottom lip.

"Since you're going to work with me on that case."

[misoramassacre]

"Going to work... with you? On that case?"

This added up, but the estimated shape of it already felt impossible. Still, she added - she remembered, from the debriefing after the case was solved, that B had been a candidate to succeed L. After seeing these two in close succession she could definitely pick up on the resemblances (cultivated deliberately?). Figure in a smidgen of time travel, and -

This time she didn't howl as she had when she worked out the key to the LABB case. Instead she said "Oh... oh. You're... is that right?"

... at least she could imagine him as L a sight easier than she could imagine B as L, not that this was a ringing endorsement.