| private | video |ls_rueflectionJuly 5 2010, 16:19:43 UTC
[And B's chuckles have grown fairly audible, forcing him to retreat deeper into the crawl towards the cavern, and the area is of drips and coolness, only one light hole, an area he is sure Mihael and his dog haven't found yet. He settles into the corner, chalk pale face even whiter in the beams of moonlight and his pale lips curve, tight. They're still suppressing low laughter because, as little as he does know of Kira and the serial murders, it is clear to any intelligent human being that dear Light Yagami confessed.
In a dream.
For what? Guilt? Fear? Nostalgia?
Oh, he has a fit of the chuckles.
His knees draw to his chest, a smooth motion that is nearly habitual in nature, feet dragging over the lava-rippled floor. He doesn't need to concern himself with the dangers of video. Light knows his face. And he knows his name. But that is irrelevant here, now isn't it? Aha, the boy isn't cut out for violence, regardless; withdrawing to the safety of books to murder. How pathetic-- and the cause? Loneliness. Bullying. Fuckin'
( ... )
| private | video |killswithapenJuly 5 2010, 16:37:47 UTC
[B looks perfectly unpleasant in the video, his hollowed out eyes cast in blades of moonlight and his hair clinging like spiders to his face. Light considers the face - a face he himself ended - with the quiet detachment of a murderer to his victim. He doesn't particularly care that the man has seen his dream - what sense could it make to him - even though the weaknesses displayed there are long past him. He never doubted himself. Loneliness, bullying, he overcame them with his own personality and strength
( ... )
| private | video |ls_rueflectionJuly 5 2010, 18:49:37 UTC
Heh.
[It’s a reflexive response to the man’s inquiry and he rolls his head to the left and right, weighing, one of the few original habits he maintained (and would try to end were he more aware). Of course, he isn’t really contemplating an answer; clearly, his dear fellow murderer is unaware of blonds and their loose mouths. Though it seems blonds aren’t the only ones if this boy is aware.
Fuckin’ L gossiping at Wammy’s and then to captives.]
Convenient dream.
Oh, what I saw? I saw a murderer recalling his past in order to understand how he got to his present-- in an artsy way. Always been a bit of a geek, yea~?
[Hums.]
I do feel somewhat insulted, y'know. I’m real good with se-crets. I wouldn’t tell on you, swear. In fact, I’ll trade you one if it makes it easier stop playing coward~ Gives murderers a bad name, Light-o~
| private | video |killswithapenJuly 5 2010, 19:39:31 UTC
[Light isn't so generous. He gives the softest snort in response to Beyond's accusation - no, to the truth - shaking his head once.]
I know perfectly well how I got to my present, thank you very much. I'm far more interested in how you got to yours. How does a man end up killing another with his bare hands? Why does he lead on L - pardon, Naomi Misora - the way you did? I don't know enough about the case. I do know how you died, and when. It really depends which secret is more valuable to your curiosity, doesn't it?
[He needs to pay attention to this; needs to focus on Beyond's face and his every word. What he's saying--the trade of a secret? What could he possibly know? Something about L, possibly, and his curiosity about that is almost painful.]
[audio || private]neargeniusJuly 5 2010, 17:18:55 UTC
[Your guilt.
The imagery in the dream is strong--a river of the dead, reminiscent of several different mythologies. And of course, what seems to be the survey of a life--infancy, childhood, and beyond. Is it meant to be explanation? A series of events, culminating in a single excuse?
And it isn't this part that interests Near so much as the end. L. The L, imposed on the moon; the L in the river. For a moment, he's reminded of his own dreams--the flat and glassy surface of the floor, like a black lake, and a person lying beneath it--but that isn't important at this moment. It's Kira's dream that he focuses on, and L's words, in the dream. Your guilt.
This isn't the most incriminating of dreams, but when added to the others-- Yes. The smallest of smiles forms on his face, but when he clicks his Hitomi on, his voice is as flat as ever.]
Will you continue to maintain your innocence, Kira?
[audio || private]killswithapenJuly 5 2010, 19:47:42 UTC
[There. That voice again; the one that has never belonged to a face, just as L had. The mysterious Near -- Nate. Light had been curious about him at the time, but even more so now that he was here. Near, who called him Kira so shamelessly. Without fear that he could be wrong. Mello, at least, called him Yagami, but this one... Even L didn't call him Kira.]
A dream is just a dream. There's so much accusation on my shoulders, so many people believing me to be this...this serial murderer. I don't stop thinking about it, after all, I'm L's only suspect. The one he's fixated on. If he decides I'm Kira then I die, and that's an awful lot of stress. Too much for one person to handle and stay sane in the process.
[Always the same words. The same excuse. It's infallible. But it does mount up. It does look more suspicious when, by now, he hasn't simply broken down and cried. It would have shattered an innocent man, and that alone is more condemning than anything else he does -- he knows that. Always, though, his pride has been in his way
( ... )
[audio || private]neargeniusJuly 5 2010, 20:02:05 UTC
A dream is only a dream, until it begins to reveal things. It can't be denied forever. This fear of death--that wasn't what was represented here. "You're neither living or dead." What would that mean?
[He pauses a moment, coiling a strand of hair around his fingertip.]
And. Perhaps not an attestation, but the strongest of hints. A way to direct thoughts.
[This one, he watches from a safe distance, not allowing himself to touch the Hitomi. Because Mello doesn’t want to dream Kira’s dreams, doesn’t want to feel what he feels. Only to know which parts of these images ring true.
And family, well- Mello has never known much about family: the attachments, the obligations, the expectations and he sure as hell never knew anything about familial love. Only familiarity and competition, comfort found in achievements and midnight whispers about how they were all going to be something so great.
L.
They were all going to be L. What a load of shit that turned out to be.]
He’s not trying to kill you. [And now, he does slip his fingers around the device, shifting against the cold wall; large stones come together and flattened by years of water steaming down. Water that's since moved elsewhere, trickling nearby; not close enough to distract.] If you’re innocent, you should have nothing to worry about. L isn’t a murderer.
[Video || Private]killswithapenJuly 5 2010, 19:53:52 UTC
The first thing L did in his pursuit of Kira was kill a man. Sure, he didn't do it himself, but he may as well have written a name down in that notebook all the same. You won't make me believe in his faculty for clemency -- he's a terrible loser, just like I am.
[Mello, then. Just wonderful. Mello, he believed, would always be the hardest to convince. Mello, who was practically sure of it already. Light was Kira. Well...he was. But having to be constantly on the defensive, constantly trying to work his way around it, that was something else. Exhausting, actually.
It could have been worse -- he just has to remind himself of that. When hours of his day for weeks and weeks had been name after name, it's amazing he hasn't revealed everything in his dreams weeks ago.]
[Just as Light isn't going to convince Mello that L was wrong in his actions. Some killings are justified; and there is nothing that would ever convince him otherwise. Taking out a few for the greater good is not only sometimes necessary, but unavoidable. Mello knows this well.
Taking out thousands for the sake of a fucked ideal is something quite different.
And so L has killed one where Kira has killed many. It was an important move. A means to an end, at the time.]
Are you comparing L's decision to convince a man in favor of putting his life on the line to writing a name down in a notebook for the sake of a fucking power trip?
[A chuckle.Really, he thought Yagami was intelligent.]
If he'd caught Kira with that stunt, it would've been well worth it, wouldn't you agree? Would've saved you a hell of a lot of trouble, considering you're not him, yeah?
[Video || Private]killswithapenJuly 5 2010, 22:13:07 UTC
Yes. He asked a man to play Russian Roulette for the sake of narrowing down his theory to a single region of Japan. To kill him on national TV. He then sent in FBI agents to attempt to put themselves close to Kira, put them in danger and got them killed. After that he put surveillance cameras in my home - illegal in Japan - and watched me day and night for who knows how long. He kidnapped a woman and held her for more than two months against her will, until her very spirit was broken, and he did all this and more to catch Kira. His actions were reprehensible - illegal - and it doesn't matter what the end results are. A crime is still a crime, and even L himself acknowledges that he is a criminal
( ... )
[Dead bodies. Marco is familiar with this. Alien corpses, with Hork-Bajir bodies ripped apart by Earth's most endangered species with tooth and claw; Taxxons imploded and leaking, like overstuffed garbage bags filled with guts; and the occasional human, the only species enslaved by the Yeerks ever been able to bleed the color red
( ... )
[Light, in return, is cautious of staying on Marco's good side. It's clear to him that he is L's firt stop tool in the case of trouble, and quite a dangerous tool too, in that respect. A man who can change into animals; who's used to listening to orders. Who respects the detective. Light knows perfectly well what that means. If things go wrong, Marco could be turned against him.
He tries to keep it sweet, then. Casual.]
The falling dream wasn't much fun either, to be fair. I'm not keen on the sensation - being startled out of your dream to find you're not breathing - it's not nice.
[See, the thing about nightmares is that Marco is used to them at this point. He have dreamed about being animals, dreamed about the Yeerk pool, killing his own mother, being infested . . . the list goes on. Marco's a soldier by now. A guerrilla fighter. Who can make up his own rules, his own orders. With no Jake, no other Animorphs to even advise him, Marco follows no one. And even with Jake in charge, Marco is perfectly willing to disobey if there's something larger at stake.]
Let's not forget being buried alive. But I suppose that's the same thing as drowning, is it, except it's just dirt.
[All true, but what Light doesn't know only makes him more cautious. It works well that way.
He closes the barn door, the sound of it preceeding his reply.]
Not quite the same. I don't know if you'd inhale dirt the way you do water. [A pause as he grimaces.] Dying isn't something I like to think about too often.
[There's one part of the dream, which Matt watches with morbid curiosity at first--it's true, then, what he heard about them being broadcast--that pings him uncomfortably. Neither living or dead. He never would've thought he'd have something in common with Light Yagami. The way Mello spoke the name, Yagami, with that twist of bitter loathing he didn't bother to repress, would have told Matt volumes even if he hadn't already known, back in what he guesses is the real world. The one where I'm dead, he thinks, and reaches for the pack of cigarettes, but doesn't shake one out yet. Ten left, and no hope of more.
Yagami, Kira, fake L. The last, of course, is the worst, and Matt's offense is mostly second-hand, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel it. You don't grow up with L being practically synonymous with god for most of the people you know without a little of it rubbing off on you. He wonders what point the guy was pulled from, and if the dream means what he thinks it might about the timeline
( ... )
[Oh look. More strange, anonymous audio from people he doesn't know. He wonders who this one is -- another successor to L? He's unsure, but will of course approach it warily.
He doesn't know where this one stands, and as usual that is troubling. Especially with a dream like this one.]
I'm not being haunted by anything. Clearly you're misunderstanding, but that's okay -- it must seem like that. If you think I killed those people, though, you're quite wrong.
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In a dream.
For what? Guilt? Fear? Nostalgia?
Oh, he has a fit of the chuckles.
His knees draw to his chest, a smooth motion that is nearly habitual in nature, feet dragging over the lava-rippled floor. He doesn't need to concern himself with the dangers of video. Light knows his face. And he knows his name. But that is irrelevant here, now isn't it? Aha, the boy isn't cut out for violence, regardless; withdrawing to the safety of books to murder. How pathetic-- and the cause? Loneliness. Bullying. Fuckin' ( ... )
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[It’s a reflexive response to the man’s inquiry and he rolls his head to the left and right, weighing, one of the few original habits he maintained (and would try to end were he more aware). Of course, he isn’t really contemplating an answer; clearly, his dear fellow murderer is unaware of blonds and their loose mouths. Though it seems blonds aren’t the only ones if this boy is aware.
Fuckin’ L gossiping at Wammy’s and then to captives.]
Convenient dream.
Oh, what I saw? I saw a murderer recalling his past in order to understand how he got to his present-- in an artsy way. Always been a bit of a geek, yea~?
[Hums.]
I do feel somewhat insulted, y'know. I’m real good with se-crets. I wouldn’t tell on you, swear. In fact, I’ll trade you one if it makes it easier stop playing coward~ Gives murderers a bad name, Light-o~
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I know perfectly well how I got to my present, thank you very much. I'm far more interested in how you got to yours. How does a man end up killing another with his bare hands? Why does he lead on L - pardon, Naomi Misora - the way you did? I don't know enough about the case. I do know how you died, and when. It really depends which secret is more valuable to your curiosity, doesn't it?
[He needs to pay attention to this; needs to focus on Beyond's face and his every word. What he's saying--the trade of a secret? What could he possibly know? Something about L, possibly, and his curiosity about that is almost painful.]
Not here. How good are you at escaping?
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The imagery in the dream is strong--a river of the dead, reminiscent of several different mythologies. And of course, what seems to be the survey of a life--infancy, childhood, and beyond. Is it meant to be explanation? A series of events, culminating in a single excuse?
And it isn't this part that interests Near so much as the end. L. The L, imposed on the moon; the L in the river. For a moment, he's reminded of his own dreams--the flat and glassy surface of the floor, like a black lake, and a person lying beneath it--but that isn't important at this moment. It's Kira's dream that he focuses on, and L's words, in the dream. Your guilt.
This isn't the most incriminating of dreams, but when added to the others-- Yes. The smallest of smiles forms on his face, but when he clicks his Hitomi on, his voice is as flat as ever.]
Will you continue to maintain your innocence, Kira?
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A dream is just a dream. There's so much accusation on my shoulders, so many people believing me to be this...this serial murderer. I don't stop thinking about it, after all, I'm L's only suspect. The one he's fixated on. If he decides I'm Kira then I die, and that's an awful lot of stress. Too much for one person to handle and stay sane in the process.
[Always the same words. The same excuse. It's infallible. But it does mount up. It does look more suspicious when, by now, he hasn't simply broken down and cried. It would have shattered an innocent man, and that alone is more condemning than anything else he does -- he knows that. Always, though, his pride has been in his way ( ... )
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[He pauses a moment, coiling a strand of hair around his fingertip.]
And. Perhaps not an attestation, but the strongest of hints. A way to direct thoughts.
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[He knows he sounds too defensive, forces himself to calm his tone. To relax.]
What do you think it means, then? Tell me.
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And family, well- Mello has never known much about family: the attachments, the obligations, the expectations and he sure as hell never knew anything about familial love. Only familiarity and competition, comfort found in achievements and midnight whispers about how they were all going to be something so great.
L.
They were all going to be L. What a load of shit that turned out to be.]
He’s not trying to kill you. [And now, he does slip his fingers around the device, shifting against the cold wall; large stones come together and flattened by years of water steaming down. Water that's since moved elsewhere, trickling nearby; not close enough to distract.] If you’re innocent, you should have nothing to worry about. L isn’t a murderer.
[Not really, anyway.]
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[Mello, then. Just wonderful. Mello, he believed, would always be the hardest to convince. Mello, who was practically sure of it already. Light was Kira. Well...he was. But having to be constantly on the defensive, constantly trying to work his way around it, that was something else. Exhausting, actually.
It could have been worse -- he just has to remind himself of that. When hours of his day for weeks and weeks had been name after name, it's amazing he hasn't revealed everything in his dreams weeks ago.]
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Taking out thousands for the sake of a fucked ideal is something quite different.
And so L has killed one where Kira has killed many. It was an important move. A means to an end, at the time.]
Are you comparing L's decision to convince a man in favor of putting his life on the line to writing a name down in a notebook for the sake of a fucking power trip?
[A chuckle.Really, he thought Yagami was intelligent.]
If he'd caught Kira with that stunt, it would've been well worth it, wouldn't you agree? Would've saved you a hell of a lot of trouble, considering you're not him, yeah?
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He tries to keep it sweet, then. Casual.]
The falling dream wasn't much fun either, to be fair. I'm not keen on the sensation - being startled out of your dream to find you're not breathing - it's not nice.
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Let's not forget being buried alive. But I suppose that's the same thing as drowning, is it, except it's just dirt.
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He closes the barn door, the sound of it preceeding his reply.]
Not quite the same. I don't know if you'd inhale dirt the way you do water. [A pause as he grimaces.] Dying isn't something I like to think about too often.
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Yagami, Kira, fake L. The last, of course, is the worst, and Matt's offense is mostly second-hand, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel it. You don't grow up with L being practically synonymous with god for most of the people you know without a little of it rubbing off on you. He wonders what point the guy was pulled from, and if the dream means what he thinks it might about the timeline ( ... )
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He doesn't know where this one stands, and as usual that is troubling. Especially with a dream like this one.]
Was what worth it?
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Whatever's making them haunt you.
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I don't think I recognise your voice.
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