Tuesday night: Bellum omnium contra omnes

[firm_detective]

L sits at the kitchen table, considering recent events and idly picking at a bowl of fruit salad with his fork. Every so often, he sips from a cup of tea.

It has been a quiet day.

[Translation: the war of all against all. Private to isalright and firm_detective, for the time being.]

Comments

[isalright]

Ryuuzaki.

*L nods at him on the way past, before heading straight for the fridge. He isn't going to say anything. He isn't going to say anything.*

I hear you've been talking to Light?

*Fuck, he said it.*

[firm_detective]

*It's rare that something in his surroundings doesn't register with him; this is no exception, but he doesn't look up from his fruit salad. Instead, he replies in a thoughtful tone,*

Light? No, he has been talking to me.

*He takes a piece of pineapple from the bowl with his fork, and eats it.*

[isalright]

That's not what I hear.

[firm_detective]

No? Maybe what you heard was inaccurate.

*He sets the fork down, and takes a sip of his tea, deliberate.*