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inmyownworld ([info]inmyownworld) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-26 15:13:00

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Current music:The Brave Little Toaster- "Worthless"
Entry tags:!complete, day 08, jay, l lawliet, location: pharmacy/liquor store, silent bob

I Took a Man to a Graveyard
Who: L, Bob, and Jay
Where: The drug/liquor store
When: Around noon on Day 8
What: Middle-school intimidation tactics. We'll see how far they go, since L's pretty pathetic in person.
Rating: PG-13 for now
Status: Complete



L was glad that the long morning was over and that the afternoon sun was high in the sky. It meant that half of this ridiculous day was almost over. It also meant that he would see Laura again soon, provided she finished her business out-and-about. He had no objections to waiting, of course... he just wanted, selfishly, to be near her again. The people in L's life had never exactly made him feel secure; while he trusted his caretaker Watari explicitly, he had always known that the man could take anything and everything from him at a whim. Others he had known had been suspects, like Light, or colleagues with no room for anything but a strictly professional relationship, or rivals whose titles he had eventually stolen and used himself.

Now, L was seated in the liquor store, carefully using a straight-edge to draw a chess board on the tiled floor. He was crouched and curled, in his usual favored sitting position, lining different types of bottles up carefully. Maybe, if Laura was interested, they could play later, or he could teach her how if she didn't already know. If not, well... he was willing to settle for more sex.



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[info]silent_bob
2009-05-29 10:33 pm UTC (link)
Bob was not amused. Not fucking amused. Not amused fucking at all.

He didn't care what L said and he hardly listened to Jay. Bob's fury knew no bounds. He didn't care about threats. He did care that L continued to act like an asshole and that if he didn't do something about it Jay would never shut up about it.

One thing did stick with him: Some chick didn't put out? All chicks put out. Maybe she just didn't put out for Mr. Prepubescence over there.

Bob didn't need to make a noise, a face or a gesture. No, Bob just fucking charged. That's right, he was going to take this fucker down. Running through the impromptu chess board and knocking over the bottles he lunged at Ryuzaki.

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[info]inmyownworld
2009-07-12 02:57 pm UTC (link)

L had been anticipating this. He had fought with Bob enough times that he could evade his heavy maneuvers. He stepped aside, leaving his bony ankle in the way so that Bob could trip over it, before elbowing Jay between the ribs and making a break for it.

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