Light is sitting at the bar, his arm still in a sling, eating a packet of barbacue flavour crisps.

He watches the patrons, seeing what kind of people come here, and whether or not they come close to falling down the hole.

Light is discreetly angry ( Read more... )

Light has found himself in the strange bar again.

He grabs a coffee and watches the patrons, working out how this place operates.

[tinytag: Light Yagami]

When Misa walks into Milliways, she almost doesn't notice. Her eyes are half closed, and she's humming something sappy to herself. She's also dressed to the nines. Black lace is featured prominently.

"Oh! Hello bar." She has taken to addressing the bar at large as if it might talk back. She knows the actual bar understands at least ( Read more... )

The front door opens. A short, blonde Japanese girl wanders through, eyes closed and humming tunelessly.

When she bumps into a table and the door shuts behind her, she blinks. Tightening her grip on the notebook in her arms, Misa stares.

"...Rem?"

There is no response, where she was obviously looking for one.

"Rem?And then, she spots the ( Read more... )

Time tends to be fluid when you're dead. Or maybe it's the mind that's fluid - in attempting to adjust to its new status, in attempting to make this make sense, keeping track of regular things is less important. Either way, all Raito knows is that he's somehow managed to be in the bar over a week, and not get acclimated to his surroundings at all ( Read more... )

Ryuzaki never slept much while he was alive: now that he’s dead, he’s kept that constantly tired look about him with the added bonus that now he never sleeps ( Read more... )

[ OOM: All things that once existed, are destined to come to an end. Spoilers for the end of Death Note ( Read more... )

Bar? Check.

George? Check.

Tending? Check.

"Tonight's drinks are; Fall of Rome, Finn Roses, Flatliner and Flying Squirrel.."

"What'll it be?"