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?

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[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~?

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Hm, yes, that's usually the case...

Ah, yes, cheesecake. Strawberry. [Is that a far-off look in L's eyes? Yes, yes it is. Now he really is thinking of strawberry cheesecake.]