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[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

[Light is sitting cross-legged on his bed, his expression alternates between fury and hopelessness at a book that he has unknowingly opened upside down in his lap. The endless stream of bickering coming through the Blackberry is irritating the hell out of him. Clearly the investigation lacked leadership, because from the sound of it, all of the self congratulatory morons were running around like headless chickens. But even so, this is a transient distraction that he clings on to, because otherwise he would be forced to think about how stupidly helpless he felt at the moment. The truth is, Light cannot bring himself to contribute to this investigation; being unable to read has left him feeling as though he is without a right arm.
 When yet another message comes through the network, he grabs his own Blackberry and hisses angrily.]

Either try for some goddamn unity or be quiet.

[There is an audible sigh, before the feed switches off.]



[[ooc: Basically Light is illiterate until Sunday. Stick poke if you want to. Figured it'd be a relief from all the srs bsns. Good luck trying to get him to admit that he can't read if you do.]]

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[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

[He blinks at this. 'Fabulous?' He shakes his head, and stares quietly out of the window.]

No doubt. You'd think being here, you would at least be free of that, but no such reprieve.

[He laughs bitterly, then turns his face back to Wallace's, his tone subtly indicating that was all he would be saying on the matter.]

So if your past wasn't sunshine and unicorns, what was it?

[suck-it-up-guy.livejournal.com]

[He knew he wasn't going to get anywhere with this. But then again a person doesn't get better over night. Scott had been in nearly a year of mourning his relationship with Envy. Shrugging he lets the conversation drop.]

Such is the ways of a teenage girl with an obsession with the drama llama.

[Raising his brows he looks up, considering where to start.]

Well, I've spent the last few years of my life every weekend going out to clubs, picking up guys, bring closet cases out, stealing every single closet case boyfriend Scott's sister picks up, getting the alias 'manslut of Toronto'...

Hell, that's not even covering what I did during University and High school. Unless you want all the juicy on that?

orz I forgot this was here

[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

[Light begins eyeing Wallace suspiciously. Is he actually proud to have earned that ridiculous, disease riddled title? Granted, Light had no way of actually knowing whether or not Wallace had anything by way of infectious diseases, but what was that maxim- better safe than sorry? A split second after, Light realizes what he has just thought, and instantly regrets it. He was making puns now. Really bad puns. He makes a face, half at himself, half at Wallace.]

No. No, I don't need to hear about all that. I think I've gotten the whole sordid picture. [He winces internally at the wording. Perhaps sordid was a little too extreme. He laughs cheerfully.]


If you did that to Sayu, I'd have to punch you.

XD it's fiiiiine

[suck-it-up-guy.livejournal.com]

[Wallace however was a responsible adult, being as active as he was he was incredibly conscious to not get caught out by anything. Because if he did? There went his weekend fun times.]

Heh, whatever you say guy. Though my High school efforts were more about revenge than anything else. Pretty sure I destroyed a guy's life there.. [He

Pfft, I only go for guys that are painfully closeted. I like to think I'm setting them free from being unhappy for the rest of their lives. Repression and denial only make things bad - Hell look at Catholicism.