004 // survival

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L is on the scene; he glances left than right before assuming his preferred crouching position, palms laid out upon his knees. He waits a moment before lifting a hand and chewing thoughtfully on his thumb.]

B, are you here? Mr. Fang King?

Comments

[bardic-song.livejournal.com]

[gives you a funny look]

Comfy?

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Quite.

[L returns funny look with blank stare.]

[bardic-song.livejournal.com]

Interesting way of sitting.

[pulls face]

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

... [L endures, but the expression on his face gives away the fact he's not enjoying this.]

Thank you, I suppose?

[bardic-song.livejournal.com]

[Demyx is heartless and so doesn't care that hes being irritating]

Any particular reason?

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[B spots an L! He slouches over and stops, chewing his finger and staring down at him.] B is here.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

B.

[L holds up a hand, gesturing for him to wait a moment. He blinks out of existence; when he returns, he's holding a jar of Fischer & Weiser jam.]

Here, as promised.

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[B's eyes totally light up. Like a kid in a candy store! He starts to grin, holding his finger to his mouth. With his other hand, he reaches out to take the jam. He stares at the label as he says:] L is very good to B. Yes, very good.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L watches B's reaction quietly, offering a small smile in return.] I'm glad you like it. I had Watari acquire it for you. You might have to wait a few days for Chacha, though, I'm afraid.

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[Still smiling.] That is alright. Thank you for the jam. [Looking back at the jam, and then up at L, pondering.] Would L like some?

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

[Have an Akito rather than an Agito] Mr. Fang King? [Looks amused]

You must be wondering if we're alive! As you can see, we are~

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L looks momentarily satisfied; then, he tilts his head and places a finger to his lip in thought.]

I see... [he is definitely thinking.] That's good. I'm glad to see you're safe.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

I guess the notebook was a joke after all!

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

... [L says nothing.]

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

Is something wrong?

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[copies his sitting position, watching him curiously] Do you always sit like this, desu? It doesn't seem very comfortable.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L glances curiously at her, tilting his head.] Yes, I do. I find it most conducive of thinking.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

[tilts her head the other way] Really? I'd think it would hurt your joints after a while, desu. What are you thinking about?

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Do you think? No, no joint pain to speak of.

At the moment? I'm thinking about... cheesecake.

[dritte-tochter.livejournal.com]

Well, I didn't think humans could sit that long without their joints hurting, desu. You get stiff, after all~

[eyes light up] Cheesecake, desu? What kind~?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[gives him a curious look] Are you related to the bloke with the red eyes?

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Ah, no. I'm not, despite our similarities.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[casually] What's the differences, then?

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

A large variety in the personality category.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Mind if I ask how? He seems a bit odd.