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Aug 22, 2008 18:44

Who: B and L
When: sometime after this thread
Where: a random house near Mello's house
Rating: PG.
Warnings: None! I think :| They're just talking.
Summary: L and B meet to talk.

( Familiarity is a fickle thing. )

death note: beyond, !incomplete, death note: l

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lolz when the hell is this? pre or post thread? -is vague- beyondback_up August 23 2008, 18:13:26 UTC

"L."

It was the second time B had been given the chance to see, see L's face. No name or numbers, Beyond was becoming accustomed, though he wanted so badly to see that name, but but he could wait. He could look now, before he had been busy, planning plotting, now he could really look. Bags under the eyes, more so, the exact curve of his spine. B could do that, B could be that. Ryuuzaki Rue, LL, L, he could show him that he could be everything L was and more.

He clutched the side of the door, staring, he promised no threats. There was nothing he could do to L now, nothing, even if he wanted, even just a touch. The fact he came though, the fact L came to him, his plans, they were working. B could be happy if he wasn't so tired.

He stepped in, dragging with the weight of his injuries, circling like a predator or prey. "L." he said again, wide eyed as he stared.

why can't you just ask me here? XD Either, though post would be interesting. justitiae August 23 2008, 18:22:18 UTC

L's eyes flicked up, taking in B's beaten form. It hardly surprised him, though the distinct touch of morality continued to factor in. They didn't kill B, they wouldn't. He had killed B for Nate, but these others, the sinners of Purgatory, they could only bring themselves to harm, not kill. L kept the sugar cube pressed to his lips as he pondered this, this question of morality, something he never cared for the way Soichiro Yagami had or even his deluded son. Morality was what one made of it, nothing more and nothing less. L never had the time to take all versions of morality into consideration.

"B." L responded, popping the sugar cube into his mouth before pulling out another. He regarded it for a moment before holding his hand out, offering the sweet to B as he caught his gaze. "Sit please." he ordered in polite tone.