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paixaorpg2007-05-27 09:29 am
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Characters: Yagami Raito and Mikami Teru
Content: Raito's interested in the Kira-supporter, and wanting to test his loyalty, he meets up with him.
Setting: Cafe Eresat
Time: After their little chat on the MB
Warnings: None at the moment.
Content: Raito's interested in the Kira-supporter, and wanting to test his loyalty, he meets up with him.
Setting: Cafe Eresat
Time: After their little chat on the MB
Warnings: None at the moment.
Raito had never seen a place like this before. It was unnatural and it somehow set his teeth on the edge. However, being rather adept in the art of acting, he simply leaned back in one of the chairs. If the Kira-supporter had come from Japan, chances are that he would have dark hair as well - which would be rather easy to spot in a crowd like this.
A few minutes of flirting with the girl at the counter got him a cup of steaming black coffee and her address on the back of the napkin. It felt odd somehow, exercising his charms for a simple cup of caffeine, but the truth was that he had no money on him - something that he planned on changing sometime soon.
Tapping his fingers lightly against the pristine white cup, he took another sip, feeling the familiar beverage soothe his nerves, if only a little, even as he kept an eye out for anyone who even remotely fit his profile. He'd come here half an hour early and had gotten the table furthest from the crowd. A discreet check around for bugs had proved that there was none of the like, but then again, one could never be too careful.
One misstep, and Kira would be caught.
Adjusting the long-sleeved white button up shirt he wore, he undid one button and his cuffs thanks to the sheer warmth. Crossing his ankles, he settled back once more and contented himself with scanning the crowd for the man who had been supposed to meet him. To his credit, he was smarter than the average lot of them, and Raito made sure to keep him in mind in case he required his...assistance in any future plans.
He would probably be much easier to handle than Misa would.
A few minutes of flirting with the girl at the counter got him a cup of steaming black coffee and her address on the back of the napkin. It felt odd somehow, exercising his charms for a simple cup of caffeine, but the truth was that he had no money on him - something that he planned on changing sometime soon.
Tapping his fingers lightly against the pristine white cup, he took another sip, feeling the familiar beverage soothe his nerves, if only a little, even as he kept an eye out for anyone who even remotely fit his profile. He'd come here half an hour early and had gotten the table furthest from the crowd. A discreet check around for bugs had proved that there was none of the like, but then again, one could never be too careful.
One misstep, and Kira would be caught.
Adjusting the long-sleeved white button up shirt he wore, he undid one button and his cuffs thanks to the sheer warmth. Crossing his ankles, he settled back once more and contented himself with scanning the crowd for the man who had been supposed to meet him. To his credit, he was smarter than the average lot of them, and Raito made sure to keep him in mind in case he required his...assistance in any future plans.
He would probably be much easier to handle than Misa would.
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"The ones with the notebooks? And the eye trading?" Only Kira would understand that if he said it to him. No police or dective would ever believe in such fantastical things like gods of death; the law didn't even allow them to if they wanted. There was virtually no proof gods of death existed, so this was probably the safest ground to tread on right now...
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"That is why you didn't ask me for my name. I would assume that someone like me would be a threat to you, and you would want to know my name at the start of this meeting if you didn't have the eyes."
This was becoming one hell of a lot better as it went on. There was still the problem of just where Teru had gotten the Death Note from, but the fact of the matter was that he was a Kira supporter.
"Where is your Note?"