Lost and Found

[ijk_mno]

*Obviously, when you're four years old and can't find the person you're looking for, and can't quite remember why you're looking for the person you're looking for to begin with but don't have anything better to do, the way to proceed is to run at breakneck speed through the hallways in circles, up and down stairs and around kitchens. You're bound

Comments

[gamerspy]

Whoa--

*L manages to collide with Matt's knees as he turns a corner. He blinks down at him, smiling, crouching down to say hi.*

Hey, little man. You'll break your neck going at that speed.

[ijk_mno]

*L reinserts his hand into his mouth, and gives Matt an affectionate look that clearly means 'Don't be silly, I knew what I was doing the whole time.'*

[gamerspy]

... L?

[ijk_mno]

Obviously.

*Next to incomprehensible, around his fingers.*

[curtainwizard]

[Light is heading for the top floor library, checking over doors - looking out for new signs, markings, and seeing what's shifted since he was last out here. He's quiet, and so when he hears the tumble of small feet from around one of the corridor's corners, he knows whoever it is hasn't heard him.

He steps to one side, so as not to be careened into.]

[ijk_mno]

*L passes Light, then skids to a halt and looks back over his shoulder at him, obviously curious.*

[curtainwizard]

[Light has turned to watch you run past, one eyebrow quirked in semi...amusement? Perhaps. A small L: no parents, no keeper at all - apparently. And not the one he's seen around from time to time who goes by Lawli: this one's younger... Then Misa's voice chimes in the back of his head: L is missing.

He drops into a crouch, slow, unthreatening.]

Hello. Are you lost?

[ijk_mno]

*L shakes his head no, and considers Light for a moment longer. He mumbles, Light won't be surprised to find, as monotonous as he is when he's an adult.*

No. Are you?

[socklessleuth]

*Uh-oh.

L's carrying a large - almost too large - tray, piled up with cakes and sweets and ice cream, as well as a large carton of milk. As a result he's walking very slowly and carefully, peering over the top; when he spots something hurtling towards him he side-steps to keep out of the way. He's not used to doing this for himself, but he's eight years old and therefore ready to try. And also very hungry.*

((Hope it's alright to throw Henry in here?))

[ijk_mno]

*L crashes to a halt and looks up at his double with nothing less than naked admiration and adoration. That is a lot of cake. Henry will have a friend for life now.*

[ooc: bwah, it'll be great!]

[socklessleuth]

*L blinks at him. It's odd to be staring down at somebody for once; the only time L was ever around children much was during his brief placement in a foster home.*

... hullo.

[ijk_mno]

Hello.

Can I come with you?