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[Anyone who wanders in the kitchen will find Light sitting at the table using his newly honed water bending abilities to manipulate hot water from the kettle into a mug in which he has added a few fragrant loose leaf green tea leaves. As the molecules move in synchronized unison, and carefully fill up the cup, the corners of his lips twitch upwards in smug satisfaction for a short moment.

The smile disappears as a rumbling crash seemingly shakes the entire Manor. Silverware rattles and plates threaten to fall off the table. The tea cupped in his hands however, remains safe, not even a single droplet spills onto the floor; Light's power holds it steady. He takes a careful sip of the hot liquid, as he muses. The rest of the world seemed as though it would end at any moment. Light never believed in nonsense like the end of days, or Armageddon, but what was happening outside wasn't so far off from that. He switches on his Blackberry and sends out a text message.]

Does anyone have any idea of what is going on?

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[If Light could see his face, he's wincing.]

And I thought I was old.

Personally I think of age as merely a number.

[After all, Light is probably the world's oldest eighteen year old.]

I think you're right about that. Now that I think about it, it's pretty stupid to be hung up on those things when it's clearly not that relevant since time is condensed here for some odd reason. I'll be 23 soon so I'll go with that.

Gah, I feel stupid just now.

If I were you, I wouldn't feel that way. While age might not matter while we are here, the aging we are doing, if it were to follow us home... well, as fascinating as the relativistic implications would be, from a practical stand point, how would we explain it if we returned... say at age forty? Or even age sixty?

To be honest, I don't think we would age the same here since we are not in our worlds and it's possible that our age as stagnated but our minds haven't. It's like....being in time freezer.

If everything stops in our world simply because we're not there in it, then that would mean that...you know come to think of John Dillinger should be dead but he's here so that means that we're traveling on parallels but time stopped in our original locale, if that makes any sense.

It does. But at the same time, I'm not entirely convinced that time does stop when we are gone.

[But of course, Light can't exactly give the reason why. Associations between himself and the other people from his world is precisely what he wants to avoid.]

Perhaps it's egocentric of me to think that way.

Not really. It's a plausible explanation. I'm no rocket scientist so I can't claim my answer as true anyway.

No, it's all worthless speculation anyway. We ought to be redirecting our energies on matters that are of direct importance. How to escape this place, or... how to make this place livable.

Point taken.

I'll get back to you when I have something solid to use.

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