Log [Completed]

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When: June 20th; Night
Rating: PG-13 (violence, language)
Characters: L (dubia_lux), Light (onetruejustice)
Summary: Near Xanadu, L tests the nature of City curses.
Log:


He came down the street wearing sneakers with no socks and untied laces, which was about the best anyone could ask of him in terms of footwear. The young detective had his hands in his pockets and once he saw Light he drew out two items: handcuffs and a small jar of ripe cherries.

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L hesitated then looked over his shoulder, back at Light, his thoughts unreadable from his expression.

"From what I've heard curses in the City are merely temporary. However, this one in particular may be responsible for the deaths in Xanadu."

He shuffled his feet.

"If the killings are due to something so simple as a supposed curse then I need to know. Otherwise, they are the results of Man. I won't believe anything I hear until I've tried it for myself. If I become too violent, Light-kun has my permission to knock me out. I know how your punches are."

He pinched his fingertips together.

"Now, a cherry, please."

[onetruejustice.livejournal.com]

Light frowned back at him, weighing the available options for a brief moment before he decided that it probably wouldn't hurt too much.

Watching him carefully, not too disturbed by his unreadable expression - L almost always looked like this, and he felt a strange kind of familiarity that he immediately pushed away - Light simply plucked out a cherry from the jar and handed it to him, the sickening scent of the fruit almost making him wrinkle his nose in distaste.

"Good point." Observing him curiously, Light took a few careful steps back, safely out of range should L decide to lash out.