oo1 // a beginning

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[ L is crouched, knees loosely pulled toward his chest with his hands splayed out atop of them.  He's silent, silent, watching the vast expanse of stars and darkness; several minutes tick by before he finally speaks. ]

...Hm.  This is unexpected...

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[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Clever mice are hard to find, though whether that's a good or bad thing is entirely up for interpretation, I'd guess...

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Foolish cats, however...

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Which would you consider yourself?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[a slight smile]

Whichever I need to be in a given situation.

And you?

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

...I see we're alike in that aspect, then.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Oh? It's always nice to meet a kindred spirit.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[This man reminds him of Light. He studies him a moment before giving him a disarming smile.]

Yes, I suppose it is.

You resemble someone I'm acquainted with, actually.

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

[he returns it easily, before his eyes widen]

Do I? Someone pleasant, I hope.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Pleasant... yes, he's good company. An interesting man. Very intelligent.

You mentioned earlier that you felt that those here are being used like lab rats. Would it bother you to tell me what you speculate the motive to be?

[miseardae.livejournal.com]

Thank you, then.

Knowledge. I think they want to know how far the boundaries can be pushed, how we'll react, how we will change.

What they plan to do with it is anyone's guess.