::Open RP - A's Garden::

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

It was a lovely day, really.

Even if the weather had been less than ideal, A would have gone to the garden. The plants needed to be tended, after all, and right now he's kneeling by the catnip bed, pulling out the few weeds that have dared to encroach on his territories.

Now that he has a computer with an internet connection, A is Discovering music, and he's singing, very badly, as he weeds.


"Everyday seems a little longer
Every way love's a little stronger
Come what may
Do you ever long for, true love from me"


He can't carry a tune, but there's an odd hiccuping tone to his voice that's a clear attempt to mimic Buddy Holly.

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[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"What is it, A?" L stops, momentarily, in case he wants something more than generalized revenge against Light.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"Have to keep you safe."

His mind is firmly stuck on one track right now.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"I am safe, I'm here, carrying you. Look at me."

He starts walking again.

"I'm here."

[misoramassacre.livejournal.com]

They were drawing near to Ravenclaw by now, and Naomi could see the door there was already hanging open from a departing barfly or the like.

"Should I wait in the common room?"

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"Need you safe always," A murmurs to L's collarbone.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"No one lives for ever, my friend,"

He gives her a thoughtful look.

"Why don't you come with me as far as our hallway? We can knock on doors and see who's here."

[misoramassacre.livejournal.com]

She nodded. "All right."

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

I'm coming down the hall after getting a chocolate bar from the room. Seeing L carrying A and Misora following them is not a promising sign. "What's going on?" I ask. I look at L and then at A. Fuck. This can't be good. She hasn't been here long enough to be warned about... "A?" I ask, my voice softening.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

A recognized Mello's voice, and turns to give him a wild-eyed look, clutching L's shirt tightly. His face is flushed and tearstreaked and his eyes are puffy.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"He's had a bit of bad news." A's grip is pulling on his shirt collar, so he shifts his head so it isn't cutting in too badly. If it means he's a little closer to A, then that's alright too.

"Naomi, this is Mello, if you haven't met."

[misoramassacre.livejournal.com]

"We've met."

After what Wishbone had said the change in Mello's tone was less of a surprise. Fundamental attribution error, she reminded herself.

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

"We have."

I reach out to touch A carefully. "Is...there anything I can do?" I ask, directing the question more at L than at A. "I have some chocolate," I offer, figuring it was a lame offer, but I wasn't sure what else to say.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

A jolts violently at the touch, tightening his grip on L. "I, what, what, I..."

Not sure what to say, he looks at L.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"Now you decide whether you think you'd like to eat some chocolate or not. We're going to get you to bed, if you want it, you might want to have it there."

He doesn't break eye contact with A.

"Mello, if you could stay with Ms Misora, answer her questions and see that she's alright. If you're both comfortable with that, of course." They might just not get along, in which case they'd need to find someone else.

[misoramassacre.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine," said Naomi, with some haste. She was, she thought - she certainly wasn't the one in tears.

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

To have A flinch from me so strongly hurt. "If...A does not want chocolate, I'll stay. I think it would help him, though." Chocolate was known to release endorphins that would help reduce anxiety.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

"Nnn." A thinks about it, then shakes his head. "I don't. Don't want chocolate."

He doesn't mind it, but doesn't specifically like it, and isn't really thinking about eating.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"I need to set you down, A." His arms are going to give out otherwise. But he gives him plenty of warning.

"Try to stand. I will not let you go, keep your arms around my neck, alright? Everything's alright."

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

I back away. "I'll talk to Misora, then." I'm not going to let her see how much that hurt. Fuck, this isn't fair. It's not fair for A to be this upset, either. And, talk to is going to take on meanings of 'laying down the law' more or less.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

A's shaking enough to be unsteady on his feet, and he weaves in place for a moment...

...then drops to his knees at L's feet again, face flush against the floor, sobbing.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"Oh no." L drops with him, and starts lifting him again.

"Mello, help us, please. Ms Misora, you'll need to open a few doors for us yet."

[misoramassacre.livejournal.com]

She nodded and started gradually forward again, looking back periodically.

[mello-n-choco.livejournal.com]

I move forward and lift A's arm over my shoulder. "C'mon, A. We'll get you to Schrodinger and Einstein and then you'll feel better." Maybe then we can get him calmed down enough to actually discuss the history of the case...in much gentler terms than I used with L.

[i-am-an-hero.livejournal.com]

A's limp and unresisting, allowing himself to be hauled to his feet. With one hand he clings to L tightly, and he lets a good portion of his weight rest on Mello's shoulders.

"Schrodinger. Einstein," he whispers distantly.

[ijk-mno.livejournal.com]

"Your kittens who are nearly cats," L tells him, in a gentle monotone. "I'll sit with you and make sure they don't smell catnip on your fingers and start chewing. You know how they get with catnip. Remember having the picnic in your garden, last week, when they first tried it?"