002. Second Kill - Video

[killswithapen]

[Through some small consequence Light has come to believe that nobody from his own 'memories' are here. Still, that hasn't changed the fact that he's been cautious up until now, hiding his face and finding a job so that he can conceal his Death Note in a nice safe place. Yes, he's only working at a tiny bar in the red light district, but it's a job

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[VOICE]

[stampeded]

Do you not like your job? It sounds pretty normal to me.

[Video]

[killswithapen]

[Light turns the camera around to show the bar, which apart from the glow from the strip pole is relatively empty, though the people who are in there are dressed in leather and bits of metal and very little of it at that. A couple are gyrating in the middle of a completely empty dancefloor. He turns it back to himself.]

Perfectly normal. You should have seen it on Saturday, though. That was my first day.

[Honestly, if his father saw him working in a place like this...]

[VOICE]

[stampeded]

[And now, he sounds completely stunned.]

But-! Why are they...?!

That's not what chaps are for!

[VOICE]

[killswithapen]

[Back to voice, and Light smiles at the response.]

Three days of work, and I've seen stranger things, I promise you.

voice;

[wakingwaters]

[Rue has told her to be careful with him, so she approaches this situation with caution.]

I'm at work right now. Being inside and serving drinks doesn't sound so bad, especially with how the weather is out there these days.

voice;

[killswithapen]

It isn't that bad. There was this one older woman with a whip, though... You really don't want to know.

[He sounds rather cheerful despite it.]

voice;

[wakingwaters]

[She laughs softly.]

Yes, that sounds really strange. I don't think I want to know.

voice;

[killswithapen]

What kind of work do you do?

[Action - until otherwise specified]

[sugarforteatime]

[It had been a few days, longer than he might have otherwise liked to wait, but he knew that he couldn't enter into this confrontation without every possible advantage. The information he'd gotten from Big Boss, Mello and Matt had been more than helpful, but he knew that every moment he delayed was another he would be unable to keep Light guessing. He headed to the bar without delay - L was able to recognize it from his own hunt for a job - and then walked in, cutting through the mass of gyrating bodies with ease and then climbed up onto one of the bar stools.]

Light-kun! What would your father say?

[Simple, direct, he smiled, watching Light for his response.]

[killswithapen]

[Light was sitting at the bar turning a glass of water slowly around and around in front of him. It was getting livelier as the evening progressed, but it was still...quiet. Quiet enough that L's entrance and his voice caught his attention sharply.

No.

No, that's impossible.

If there was any shock in his eyes it could only be read as shock at seeing him here at all. L. But he was dead. L was dead. And this place...it didn't bring back people he knew; hadn't. Had it? Except L was right there in the flesh, and there was no questioning that.]

Ryuzaki! What are you doing here?

[Oh, there was so much more to this; so much more to the sparks of scheming and confused plan making that leapt to mind, and the Death Note wasn't safe, and wouldn't be safe. L was here. Wasn't dead. Was calling him 'Light-kun' and asking about his father and coming up to him so boldly without even his mask. Oh, he'd known Light was here; known and this was intended to shake him up. Well it was working.]

[sugarforteatime]

[There was barely any shock in Yagami's eyes. Still as controlled and measured as ever, although L shouldn't have been surprised. He was playing a difficult game, but he still had an advantage while Light was alone and new. L did not have much experience here in Boston, but he knew the territory slightly better than Yagami and he could ride on that for the moment. He also had allies, ones that Light would never know.]

Oh. [So casual, he poked the bar, not enjoying the thoughts about what made it sticky.] I simply saw you were here and decided to come, Light-kun, after all, having a friend such as yourself here in Boston seemed like too good an opportunity to miss.

[killswithapen]

[There was no denying it. The moment L was there, Light's attention on the rest of the room simply evaporated away. There was a man further down the bar waiting to order a drink, but his eyes were on L, following him as he moved close and prodded at the bar itself.]

That's very bold of you, isn't it? But you're right... I think my father would be horrified to see me working in a place like this, but at least I'm selling drinks and not anything else, right?

[It sounded very heavy and awkward on his tongue, and Light immediately regretted saying it.]

I can't tell you how good it is to see you. I thought I was the only one.

[want_the_world]

[Oh, Mello is amused by this. How the mighty have fallen, hm? But he's letting L take care of that part. His concern is not letting Light see what cards he holds.]

Finding it intolerable?

[He sounds more pleased than otherwise by this idea.]

[killswithapen]

I've only been doing it a few days, but yes--it's definitely not what I was brought up to do.

[want_the_world]

Hm, we all have to get by, don't we?

[killswithapen]

What does a psychology student do in this place to 'get by'?

permavid.

[chrysophilist]

Rubber catsuits?

[killswithapen]

That's right. I'm getting used to them, I suppose.

[chrysophilist]

Sounds kinda sketchy.

[killswithapen]

Sketchy? I'm not sure what you mean.