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[near_n]

Who: Near, [open]
What: Using comm. device - trying to find a place to live
Where: Business District - outside a café
When Late Morning - current day
Rating I would assume no more than PG

Near closed the screen of the small computer that he had been using, trying to reprocess all of the information that he had gathered and connect those things

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[wr0ngnumb3r]

Settle, Beyond, Settle.

Cold black heart fluttered when hidden blood-eyes spotted the familiar form in front of him.

O FORTUNA!

B had to suppress the cackle that threatened to escape. He remembered this one from his days at that place. He had always seemed to like him. Oh, it made his blood boil at the thought.

Near's hair was so white.
B wanted to make it crimson.

Settle, Beyond, Settle.

He'd only come to this area to attempt to find out where he was, and here was this delicious little toy standing right in front of him. Well... might as well play.

B crept up on Near, approaching him from behind before coming to stand by his side; wordlessly. His contacts were in, leaving him virtually indistinguishable from the man Near would most likely think he was.

[[OoC: Hello there Near-mun~! Hope you don't mind B running in to Near :3!!]]

[near_n]

Near’s eyes opened wider behind the L mask which he was wearing. Moments prior he had been informed that L was longer in this place, which would have made sense; he had also been told those who died did not remain dead here. It would now seem that the proof for the last statement, proof the contradicted the first, was directly beside him. The same slouch, the same style of clothing, the same unkempt look and color hair, the appearance was exactly like that of L. Yet to Near something did not quite match up between the L that he was the successor of and this “L” that stood next to him. It would have been unlike L to show up in person so randomly, he would have sent some form of communication over the computer; only venturing out as a necessity. Not removing the mask that he had on, Near looked up to the man standing next to him.

“ . . . L?” was all that he said.

[wr0ngnumb3r]

THAT FACE!

The mask put B off. It was really horrible looking; not at all what someone as beautiful as L should be represented by.
Hideous.

A nod.
"It seems we have both come to a strange place."

I hate you! I hate you! Calm B, Calm...

He wanted to reach out and rip that stupid mask off of Near's face, and then hopefully rip his head off his shoulders. But no. Not yet. Not quite yet.

Play with him. Just a bit more~

B scratched his leg with a single foot; another habit of his that B wanted to show off. He knew everything.

[near_n]

Near noted the reaction the person had to seeing the mask. It was hard to tell exactly what it was, but there was something in the eyes that put Near on edge. Still Near remained sitting in the chair, playing with the socks that were covering his feet.

“So it would seem. The problem seems to be however, how did we come here.”

Watching as he scratched his leg with the bare feet Near was torn between wanting to believe this was really L; however, there still wasn’t enough evidence that this person really was L.

“L. . . It’s good to see you, alive again.” Near was not sure if there would a recognition of having died, or if L would remember anything; no he would have to give a little more information to see if this really were L.

“It’s over, the Kira case has been solved. I’ve got the concrete evidence.”