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Who: L and Charlie
What: L is drowning his sorrows in sweets, he and Charlie meet, conversations ensue.
When: After all the dragons were killed.
Where: The town restaurant.
Ratings: None.

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[driveshaftbass]

Charlie hummed as he walked down the street of the town he had not yet explored. The sights were not what he had expected since the damage from the dragons was worse than he originally thought. Nonetheless, the dragons were gone and that was something to celebrate. He hadn't joined anyone in fighting the massive beasts off because he viewed it as certain death. Of course, he wanted to help somehow but once again, he was denied that chance. No one ever believed Charlie could do anything worthwhile. Except, of course, when he died

Uhhh...fixed the first paragraph of my post. I fail. :[

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Waving his hand vaguely, the detective gestured him over the the seat next to himself. He might have asked the stranger to sit across from him, but there was so much food currently occupying the table that he might not have been able to see him. "Help yourself," he said softly, "Our current dragon-free status is something worth celebrating." Finishing off the grapes, L removed a large slice from a chocolate meringue pie and began picking off the meringue with his fork and eating it slowly.

He eyed the other man carefully, although he was entirely preoccupied. He seemed harmless, but he had an odd quality about him. It was nothing as overt or as obvious as Naruto's jutsu or Lina's magic, but it was there. He seemed to be someone that had seen many things; worldly wise, to say the least. L smiled at him as he ate his pie and said, "My name is L. I assume that you are...not from around here?"

It's ok! :]

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Charlie sunk into the seat beside the man and was quick to take his offer of helping himself. He pushed through the sweet fruits, which he never wanted to see again for as long as he lived, and grabbed himself a chocolate frosted cupcake. "I totally agree," he said, biting into the cake. The frosting covered his lip and he quickly grabbed a napkin to wipe it clean before responding. "The name's Charlie." He had given up referring to himself as Charlie Pace of Driveshaft for he doubted anyone in this town would know his name. Or even his band.

"Nice to meet you, L," he continued, sticking out a crumb covered hand, which he pulled back immediately to wipe on his striped shirt. "Sorry about that," Charlie hurried, other hand extended. "L's a weird name. Is it short for something or did your mother just fancy the alphabet?" His sense of humour was seriously lacking these days.

"Anyway, I'm not from around here. To be honest, mate, I don't really know where I was before here. But before that I was in Australia. You?"

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"Well met, Charlie." L said, shaking the other man's hand. He would not have known of Driveshaft, he would not have known that Charlie was ever famous at all. "I never knew my mother, so I suppose it shall remain a mystery." The detective smiled in an attempt to show that the oddity of his name was not a taboo with him. "It has come in handy, however, when my true name needed to be concealed. No one truly believes that my name is comprised of a single letter." he replied as he began eating the chocolate part of his pie.

Cocking his head to the left, the detective replied, "You were not aware of where you were before you arrived here? What do you mean? Everyone that I have met thus far knew where they were before coming to Old Runewick. Were you transported to another world before arriving here?"