oo3 - 13 days until you die.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L appears, holding a black notebook (the Death Note) by the top two corners with his index and thumb fingers, an expression of displeasure on his face. He's barely done coalescing into his form on the Astral Plane when he begins speaking; obviously, this isn't good.]

Who wrote Juliet's name in this book? This is a matter of grave importance.

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[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Not possible, I'm afraid.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

...

GIVE IT TO ME! [Makes a jump for it]

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L whisks the note to the side, and lurches to his feet.]

Mind your manners, Mr. Fang King.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

Can't mind them if you have none!

[Kicks his leg up, hoping to kick it out of his hands]

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[Ah, but L has quick reflexes; he grabs at the other's leg and uses his momentum against him, tossing him into the depths of the Astral Plane.

...And then he winks out of existence. A second later, he's back - without the Death Note.]

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

[And now he's sitting on the ground, not feeling much for getting up since he knows the note is gone so it's pointless to fight]

Fuck! If I die tonight, you're the one who did it!

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[B shuffles over a bit so he's standing over Agito, slightly to the side, looking down at him. He just kind of stands there and stares.]

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

WHAT THE HELL?! CREEP! Go away!

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Ah, B. [L gives his doppleganger a glance. And then he's looking at Agito again. ...the same way that B is.]

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

[...Have a total "wtf why me" look]

B?... Well I'm A, now please go away!

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

L. [Continues staring at Agito after acknowledging him.]

[At Agito's comment, B blinks. But then he carries on in his new assumed role of Detective.] You wrote in a notebook of death?

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L glances at B briefly at this mention of 'A'; seeing no worrisome response, he shifts his attention back to Agito.]

Should our realities happen to converge or 'swap' again, I'd stay clear of the notebook, Agito-san. I say this for your best interest, as well as mine.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

I did, does it matter to you? Is it your notebook?

[Turns to L] I hope our realities won't swap again, yours is incredibly dull and filled with stupid people! Like that Matsuda person? I punched him for continuously acting so dumb and he still didn't stop it.

Oh, and if I happen to die now, I'm not going to be needing any notebook to take my revenge on you.

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

No, it is not mine. Nor does it seem to be yours.

[B turns his head to L with an expression that says, 'This guy's kind of interesting, eh? What are we supposed to make of him?' holding his finger to his lip. Then he turns back to Agito. He knows the comment was directed to L, but he addresses it anyway.] Revenge?

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L blinks curiously at Agito for a moment before chewing on his finger.]

...No wonder Matsuda has been so skittish lately.

Well, I share your sentiments - on realities, that is. I'd prefer to stay in my own, but should the 'swap' ever arise again... Just keep that in mind.