Saturday morning

[firm_detective]

It's the morning after the visit from B, about thirty-six hours after he lost consciousness in one of the kitchens, and L is still in bed.

At the moment, he is awake, sipping a cup of tea, trying to think past his fever. A few books (Du côté de chez Swann and Gravity's Rainbow) sit neglected on the nightstand.

There is a knock at the door.

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[lastrunnerup]

Ryuuzaki...

*Mello speaks lowly, through the door, in case L is asleep and doesn't want to be disturbed. Really, though, he's worried. If L was to die all over again--
Well, at least it wouldn't be murder this time (unless Amane had something to do with whatever this was, eh), but still.*

Ryuuzaki, it's Mello.

[firm_detective]

*He looks over at the door, then calls out,*

Mello.
Is it locked? It should be.

[lastrunnerup]

*Mello tries the handle, and opens it only very slightly, since he wasn't told to come in.*

It isn't.

[firm_detective]

Then come in -- by all means.

[misamisal]

::Misa enters and nothing looks out of place about her at first, however when she turns and shuts the door with her foot, it appears that under her eyes lie dark half moons. It's almost ironic, considering who she's taking care of, though of course, they are not as dark as L's. Her right hand has a green tinge to it, especially in her thumb and index finger, though it fades near the middle of her forearm. She holds a tray full of food; a bowl of satsumas, grapes, strawberries, and a few bananas, a pitcher of hot tea, and a medium sized pot of hot chicken and lemon rice soup, as well as a few odds and ends. She smiles softly at the two of them::

Hello Mello. How are you? ::she sets the tray down on the coffee table::
Would either of you like something?

[firm_detective]

*He looks up at her and tries to smile, maybe to look a little bit healthier than he has so far for Mello.*

Misa. Bring the bowl of fruit, and sit.

[misamisal]

::she nods:: Alright.

::picking up the bowl of fruit, she walks over to the bed, setting the fruit next to L. She climbs up and gently touches L's forehead witht he back of her hand, then sits cross-legged next to him, facing Mello.::
You feel a bit warm. Would you like a cool cloth?

[firm_detective]

*He nods.*

Yes, it would help. I think I still have a fever, but it is receding.

*He picks up a grape from the bowl, popping it into his mouth and squeezing the juice from it with his tongue before chewing and swallowing.*