[private] these patterns cut like every day

[curtainwizard]

Light has just come from a run-in with L, at which Sayu's presence was urgently requested. He sees no reason not to comply, which is why he finds himself outside a room on the first floor, hoping nobody's going to arrive around a corner or out of a door, and glaring at some glittering stickers that bear a startling resemblance to the cross the

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[smallpackaging]

She answers in about twenty seven.

"Hi, Light! What's up?"

[curtainwizard]

He doesn't beat around the bush, nor does he sound overly involved.

"We've got an emergency, I'm afraid. Can I come in?"

[smallpackaging]

"Of course. Are you okay?"

She steps back so he has room to enter.

[curtainwizard]

He does, closing the door behind him, and offering a jaundiced look to the ball of grey fur on one of the chairs.

"It isn't me. One of the Ls needs surgery, and they want people to help with it. Cleaning, fetching and so on. Nothing complicated."