Midnight Stroll

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[Have a distressed!Beyond. He's wandering around, slouched over, basically pacing the whole Astral Plane with his hands in his pockets. His eyes are wide and there are dark circles around them. His expression is rather like his icon.

None of that is really different from normal, though. The main difference is that he's not really paying attention to himself or others. Feel free to have him almost bump into you, or stalk right in front of you or something.]

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[didorothy]

[or perhaps knock the paperwork from your hands?]

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[Huh, the sound of rustling paper. Where did that come from? Oh. Look, it's Sam Tyler, the cop. B stops walking for a moment, staring at the papers. He makes no attempt to pick them up.]

[didorothy]

[Sam of course picks up his precious paperwork, and then looks back up] Oh, sorry, I didn't - [.... Red eyes. When did L have red eyes? Someone else had red eyes, but he didn't look Just Like L. This bears further investigation!]

Do I know you?

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

...

[B's Detective instincts take over his vacant mind. Yes, he thinks. You are Sam Tyler, the Detective Inspector. And I am Ryuzaki, the bubble-gum thief.]

No. Do you know a "B"?

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

[Watches with some concern for a while] Are you...alright?

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[B keeps walking for a few moments before he realizes that voice is directed at him. Then he stops and turns around, seeing Shun.] ...me?

[shunofandromeda.livejournal.com]

Umm, yes. You've been pacing for a while...I was just wondering if something was wrong...

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

Oh...yes, I guess I have been. [Pause.] Nothing is... [But he doesn't finish.]

[contract_star]

[Almost trips over B.] Wah! Sorry! Um...[Noticing the expression and the general non-responsiveness.] Are you...okay?

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[Almost being tripped over gets his attention. He stops and stares at him. For quite a while.] What?

[contract_star]

[Good thing Hei is used to staring. His best friends are a Doll and a cat.] U-um...Ryuzaki, was it? Wait, no--Luxaky, right? Are you alright? You seem a bit...[Spreads his hands helplessly.]

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[XD He's had plenty of training, then.]

Yes. [...he's very vague. He doesn't clarify which of Hei's comments he's addressing.]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Have a Roxas staring at B for a few moments.] Hm...

[Then he disappears for a few minutes, and when he returns, he's holding two ice cream bars!] Are you hungry?

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

... [Congratulations, Roxas. You know how to handle B.]

[A slight smile twitches at the corner of his mouth. Ice creaaaaam.] Yes...thank you. [He reaches out to take one. His hand is shaking a little.]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. [Roxas starts om nomming on his ice cream, and notices B's hand is shaking.]

Are you feeling alright?

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[Instead of answering, B puts the ice cream bar in his mouth and sucks on it. Om nom nom. He sort of looks like he's considering the question, but he never does say anything.]

[noking.livejournal.com]

[Shenzi spots him, investigates, and circles once]

Yeah, cause this isn't a little creepy.

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

...Creepy? [He doesn't stop walking.]

[noking.livejournal.com]

[She thinks it's kind of cool, so she keeps pace and circles again once or twice]

Big eyes, bad posture, pacing. Some people might call that rabies.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

Ne, Mr. B? [He picked the 'name' up from hearing L call him that] Have you been taking some funny pills?~

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

... [Who in the world is this child who knows he's B? "Wanijima"...oh, he's the one sharing a body with Agito. ...How different they are.] Funny pills? [B's not entirely sure what he's talking about. He just knows that it doesn't sound too unlike something he would do.] Maybe.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

You don't know?? Did anyone give you anything to eat or drink?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[just stands there for a bit watching B walk back and forth by him]

Something wrong?

[b-ittersweets.livejournal.com]

[Looks up, sees the Doctor, and then slowly comes to a halt. He's not facing him.] Wrong? [He seems to consider it, but doesn't answer.]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[nods, walking around to face him] Yes, what's wrong?