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There is nothing so disorienting as one moment, knowing where you are, and the next, not.

That’s not to say L has an idea where he just was. But wherever it was, he was content there. He may not have had all the answers to his questions, or perhaps he doesn’t just remember them, but it was a comfortable state to be in.

Whereas now, he doesn’t.

It’s not very often that L is completely confused. Whether or not he has all the answers to the problem, he can usually formulate some sort of guess. The universe tends to conform to certain rational standards; if an unseen figure sets tea down at his elbow, it is usually Watari. If a woman is missing and her husband is on the television pleading for her safe return, he is usually responsible. They are simple formulas that, while not always universal, get him comfortably through the day.

There is nothing comfortable, universal, or logical about this. He takes a step, slips, and finds himself sprawled on the floor and coated in what smells like butter. He discerns that he’s surrounded by popcorn.

Ahead of him is a door. In that list of rational standards, there’s another rule. Doors lead somewhere. So L makes his way towards it, gingerly. The slightly scrawny, extremely pale, twenty year old detective (who already has deep dark circles etched underneath his eyes) pokes his head out uncertainly.

“Excuse me?”

[ooc: this L is pre-canon, and will remember nothing of past interactions here. Under new management.]

Date: 2008-03-10 05:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardarchitect.livejournal.com
Well.

This is certainly an interesting development. Near curls up in his window seat, taking up his wand and idly practicing levitation charms. He can float an entire book, now.

Date: 2008-03-10 06:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardarchitect.livejournal.com
"It must be refreshing to be rid of all that butter. Although it seems less of an ordeal than a sorting. There must be some pattern to it. I'll have to ask around. I'm sure one of the professors will know."

He smiles. "I've yet to attend a class, but I've met a few of the professors. I've asked one for assistance with an experiment I'm planning."

Date: 2008-03-10 06:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardarchitect.livejournal.com
"A sign-up sheet was posted recently for Care of Magical Creatures class, so I assume they are opt-in. Personally, I am looking forward to attending classes. There is a library full of books I've never read. How could I not be fascinated?"

Near sighed. "I could leave, I suppose. I got my wand in a nearby village and had no difficulty getting there. But... Mello's here. He... he was dead, L... Ryuzaki. There are people that are alive here who were dead. People I am unwilling to leave."

Date: 2008-03-10 06:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardarchitect.livejournal.com
"I thought you might." A wry grin. After all, it was their room, with its one large bed. Impossible even for the average person not to surmise that there's some variety of relationship going on.

Even if he wasn't quite sure what to call it just yet... but it was getting closer.

"Perhaps you might like to see this."

And as he had while L was in the shower, he lifted his wand, intoned the charm, and lifted a heavy textbook into the air.

Date: 2008-03-10 06:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardarchitect.livejournal.com
"The village isn't far. I'll draw you a map." Moving the wand, he makes the books follow it in a lazy circle. "I read up on the theory beforehand, of course. I've finished some of these books," he points to a large stack, "if you'd like to start reading them."

Date: 2008-03-10 06:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardarchitect.livejournal.com
Near began stacking the books he'd already read into a neat pile for L.

"I'm not sure just where they are right now. Studying, perhaps, or exploring. As far as magical creatures go, I know unicorns are counted as such."

Date: 2008-03-10 04:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardarchitect.livejournal.com
"That shouldn't be difficult to arrange." Indeed, both Matt and Mello would probably be delighted.

Date: 2008-03-10 04:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mello-n-choco.livejournal.com
"What shouldn't be difficult to arrange?" I ask coming in the room. I'd tried finding Matt to no avail. I stop just inside the door. "You?" I gasp, hardly daring to actually say the word. I know it's not B...I've studied them enough to know that. This is the real deal, the one Near sought to replace as I sought to challenge him. I manage to cover my surprise. "It's been a long time."

Date: 2008-03-10 05:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mello-n-choco.livejournal.com
Nine? That's even before... "So it would seem." I frown, remembering. "For you, how long as it been since you talked to us, the kids from Whammy's house?" The time Near and I didn't say anything, just watched the other kids. "And, what are we to call you here?"

Date: 2008-03-10 10:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mello-n-choco.livejournal.com
I raise an eyebrow...so even before...

I nod. "Ryuzaki, then. It would be...difficult to forget that test. It is what determined the path both Near and I would take." Though, even at the time, I was determined to be better than Near, to be better than L.

I wonder if I succeeded or if I succumbed to the fate they planned out for me?

Date: 2008-03-11 01:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardarchitect.livejournal.com
And what paths they've been. But then, they could never have been simple. He couldn't help watching thoughtfully. This was who he'd been raised to idealize, to emulate, after all. But right now he hardly seemed the superhuman being they'd all thought of him as, when they were children.

"And your path has lead you here as well, for now. Perhaps there's a purpose, perhaps not. But it is interesting to meet you like this, whatever the reason."

Date: 2008-03-11 06:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardarchitect.livejournal.com
"I've seen the files, what remains of them. There are no photographs, but a few likenesses, enough to make an educated guess." An almost imperceptible pause. "And a correct one."

Date: 2008-03-11 07:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cardarchitect.livejournal.com
Well, it's an inevitable conclusion, isn't it? And at one point Near would have backed down, contented or even relieved to be nothing beyond a potential successor, but that time was passed. He was L now, however conflicted he might be about it at times. If he wasn't, everything about his life had been wasted.

"That is correct."

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