Log - Ongoing

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When; July 3, 9pm

Rating; PG

Characters; Radu Barvon flammenschwert and Yagami Light onetruejustice

Summary; KiraLight shows Radu the reason why it's dangerous to give him his full name~

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The whole ice cream fiasco was getting annoying, and Light didn't appreciate tasting of chocolate chip whenever he licked his lips.

Emerging from the cafe where he'd had tea and cake with L not too long ago, Light idly adjusted the black, well-cut blazer he'd taken to wearing almost everywhere - he had no body heat to speak of, after all, and being chilly got rather tiresome after awhile. As a tribute to the general casualwear of the City, his suit was unbuttoned, and he did not take the liberty of wearing a tie. Glancing at his watch, he headed towards the fountain with an easy, elegant gait that had been a part of his mannerisms for so long.

A glance at his watch confirmed that he still had a good few minutes to go before nine, and he briefly wondered if Radu was going to be early, or late. The man was a cautious, curious one, and Light supposed that at least he had a measure of intelligence, unlike some of the people he'd been used to dealing with.

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Radu had rarely been late to appointments in his life. It was part of the life as a lesser nobility to be available when needed, present when demanded, and ready when called. It had become a habit that had not even changed when he had learnt that other cultures found his being early just as impolite as being late.

For Light's invitation, however, he made an exception. There was no need to hurry, even if his feeling for time pressured him to, following a habit he could not get rid of - but he could betray it, at least, by convincing himself that the meeting had been appointed for ten minutes past nine.

And so he lit a cigarette without any hurry, and proceeded with determined slowness. The fountain was close by now anyway, and enough time had passed to make it likely that Light Yagami had already arrived, without a chance to secretly observe him before showing himself, if he wanted to be in time at all. It may have been an exaggerated caution, but after what he had heard, it seemed appropriate.

He had considered changing his usual Arabic attire to something more in common with what would have been casual clothing in his world, but the impression would likely have made no difference, especially for somebody from another world. A charade like this would have been unnecessary and easy to see through. And with this thought in mind, Radu crossed the place to approach the fountain, checking discreetly if Light had already arrived.

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Light was already there, his back to the City as he gazed down at the fountain. More specifically, at the young, catatonic woman in a wheelchair. Radu had not been here when he arrived, but it hardly made a difference, truthfully speaking. Besides, it allowed him a little more time to gaze at his sister, seated in front of the daily nine o'clock news, her expression never changing.

Despite Light's megalomania and ruthless ambition, his sister Sayu had been the only one Light ever truly cared about - as much as he could bring himself to care. She could be sacrificed in a heartbeat if it was necessary, but he knew he would mourn her, somewhere in his dead, dead heart.

A hand in the pocket of his well-pressed pants, Light glanced behind him briefly, to see a vaguely familiar, good-looking man dressed in odd Arabic attire coming towards him. His stance relaxed, his demeanor one that revealed the fact that he was used to being in control, Light simply inclined his head.

"Good evening. Radu, I presume?