godofnight: (The idiocy is hurting my head)
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[Over a month has passed since Light has been trapped in Mallow Hallow. It's an unsettling degree of time for anyone who has been forcibly wrested away from their worlds by a megalomaniacal self-important Queen, but for a fledgling god who had been on course to purge the world of human rot, this is particularly devastating.

Light Yagami's extended absence from home means that Kira's punishment of criminals will have also come to an abrupt halt. While this remains, at best, circumstantial evidence to suggest that Kira's identity is that of one missing college student, there's no getting around the fact that L will have taken note of that pesky little coincidence.

And how much will his percentage have jumped up this time? Three percent? Ten percent? Fifty?

Only barely is he able to keep himself from scowling openly at the thought of Ryuuga/Ryuuzaki/L —whatever stupid alias the damn bastard wants to go by— leering at him from his own head.

No matter, Light has always been a suspect in the Kira case. As long as the task force can't get a hold of the death note, they won't have anyway of proving beyond a shadow of a doubt that he is Kira back home. And this, he knows, will prove to be impossible for them as he currently has both death notes, his and Misa's, in his possession.

So he'll probably have to adjust his plans. When he breaks out of this damn hellhole and returns home, he won't be able to resume the killings right away, but that's okay. This was never about winning the world overnight. it was always going to be a gradual conversion process, with or without L's interference. Light can still win this should he return home. This isn't an unsalvageable catastrophe.

Tucking his hands into his pockets, Light leaves his temporary home in Orlea to take a long walk to clear his head. There's no such thing as a fool-proof cage, but if on the off chance that there is one, Light refuses to acknowledge that Queenie could ever be its designer.]


((OOC: While this starts out in Orlea, Light will be walking all over Mallow Hallow, so feel free to bump into him wherever, just specify the location in your header.))
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[Assassin has been dutifully following her Master's orders, tracking one of the natives as part of the "game" he proposed to her. Sometimes, though, something else catches her eyes, and she finds herself distracted from the task at hand. This is one of those times.]

[Her target lives in Orlea, and from what she has gathered, music is one of his primary hobbies. So, it's no surprise when tailing him eventually leads to her following him into a store centered on as much. She has never really had the chance to listen to music before, much less any of the modern sort, so it isn't long before her attention falls away from him and onto the racks of CDs.]

[This is the backdrop when she decides ask a question of the populace at large. She wastes no time on an introduction or an explanation when she opens her mouth.]


What kinds of music are good?

[After this question is asked, if anyone is in the area and interested in stopping by the store, they may find Assassin inside, headphones held over her ears as she listens to whatever CD she happens to be sampling at the time. She has been picking what to listen to by how much she likes its name, which is maybe a little childish, but she is a child.]
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[Seiko needed time. Time to come to grips with the fact she was alive, yet alone. Time to lament and be her not-so-bubbly self. So she took it.

Now, she feels more up to talking to people, and thanks to the time alone, pretty much figured out how the weird, see-through phone in her hands worked. So she turns on the video option and smiles, knowing that any small movement of her head would show the marks around her neck.]


Yaho~. My name's Seiko Shinohara. I'm from Kisaragi Academy, class 2-9. It looks like we're all in the same boat, so I hope we all get along.

[She bows, then comes back up, still smiling.]

So, am I the only one here who's supposed to be dead?
melodyoftheabyss: selenaria ([ h y m n s ] of the soul ♪)
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[ The camera accidentally gets tapped into when Tear moves her arm. She was sitting on her bed in her current residence, staring outside the small window it provided. Albeit, she was concerned for her friends' safety, she was somewhat also taking care of someone else. It had been a while since she had been in contact with Jade and none of her other friends showed up before. there was a distant look to her eyes as she parted her mouth, and then words flowed out.

The soft melodic lyrics penetrated through the silence, as Tear was never out of practice when it came to the Fonic Hymn. It was, seemingly unfortunate, that she had not noticed the feed recording her as she sang. Eventually, the song slowly dies off, as Tear gets up, preparing to explore the district some more. The hotel, room also gave a glimpse of what Tear had dreamed up the night before. Not that she was aware of it, but the fields of white flowers littered the floor, giving off a hazy moonlit glow.

These flowers were Selenias, but Tear had no idea how they came to be. ]

[video]

Mar. 7th, 2013 10:04 pm
darkhourdear: (Pharos [I don't remember])
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[The camera turns on, broadcasting upside-down until the boy holding it seems to figure it out and turns up correctly.]
So that's what that does. Sorry about that.

[Pharos smiles a little at the camera, moving to turn it off but then looking back behind him. He's sitting on a bed, it seems, and... is there someone asleep in it?]


[ Despite, having her back turned to Pharos at the moment, Tear is mentally tired from the search she finished a few hours ago. She managed to explore the districts and meet with Jade before finding a make shift shelter for the time being. She happens to be sharing it with Pharos at the moment, since she took him under her care until he found his friend. She heard the brief noise and then a voice that seems far off. She shifts over to see what the noise is. ]

[Pharos looks over at her when she stirs, regarding her curiously.] Did I wake you up? I’m sorry. [Yea he’s just kind of sitting on the edge of her bed, watching her.]

[ Her eyes shot opened in surprise at the voice. She pulls at the her knives from their hidden compartment,but stops when she notices who it is that's speaking to her. She lets her hand relax as she sits up.]

Pharos?

[ That isn't creepy at all. She almost attacked a boy. Somehow this is going to be a problem because it's not good for anyone's health if the boy does this often. ]

[Pharos doesn't seem at all bothered by the fact that she just pulled knives out. Though he does look kind of puzzled.] You told me to stay by your side at all times.

[ Which isn't a surprise because Tear already has done it once. She puts them back and listening to what he's saying.

She almost sighs, understanding the situation now. ]
My apologies. I did not mean for you to be with me even when we are safe.

Oh. [Pharos thinks over this for a moment.] What counts as safe?

[ Somehow the little boy reminds her of Luke whenhe first sets foot into the real world. ] I suppose anything that appears hostile, such as monsters or people who appear to pose danger to you.

Alright. [So, basically never. Still, Pharos hops off the bed, his communicator going with him.] Sleep well.

[ To him maybe, but to Tear, there's a good possibility of all kinds of danger. ]

You may stay here if you wish. [ She mused after a moment of silence. Her gaze softened a little at his tone because she is slightly concerned for his short answer. ]

[Pharos glances back at her, communicator turning with him to show the woman again.] Are you sure?

Yes, if you would like to, I do not mind.

[ Cute kids and Tear, yeah. ]

[Pharos nods a little, smiling again and moving back towards the bed, pausing halfway to turn off the video.]

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