text | wait and see (risk)

[clean-n-simple.livejournal.com]

hello? can anyone read this?

[ A short pause, then the message continues: ]

i don't know what's going on. i'm scared. are you here, light? it looks like i'm in your room but -- you don't have a stuffed animal like this, do you? (i wouldn't let you live it down if you did!)

i found this cell phone next to it. am i dreaming? but everything feels too solid. right? i can't

[ Another pause, this one longer. ]

i mean i don't feel unsafe. maybe it's because things look so familiar. maybe i'm about to wake up! .... right?

[ And after a final, hanging pause, she places the blackberry back on the bed, accidentally pressing its keys in passing: ]

qrcsafqt

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[clean-n-simple.livejournal.com]

Okay, Light. I will. But --

[ -- she can't concentrate on anything else; she rubs her eyes with her palm, as if damming the tears in -- ]

-- why did you leave home? Did something happen?

[ Then, more quietly: ]

When will we go back? We... can go back, right?

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[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

[Leave it to Sayu to jump to the correct conclusion at the wrong time. Many things had happened. None of which, if Light had his way, she would find out about. He blinks once, seamlessly adopting a confused expression.]

Leave? It's nothing like that Sayu, I was with... [He trails off and clears his throat. His tone suddenly becomes very matter of fact. Knowing Sayu's overactive imagination, she would fill in the gap herself.] Look, it's irrelevant.

[He sighs. This time the sentiment is entirely genuine.]

I know that we can leave, but I don't know when. The Author has written people out of this place before, but I haven't been able to identify any patterns of disappearances. I will find a way home though, just try to be patient.

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[clean-n-simple.livejournal.com]

[ A gap said overactive imagination readily fills with of course, Misa! How naughty, Light -- but now's not the time.

After her brother reassures her, Sayu lets herself cry a little. ]

Okay. I know you will, Light. I'll be patient. What can I do? [ Added quickly: ] Besides stay away from those people.

I want to help.

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[finalarbiter.livejournal.com]

Hey.

[What Light doesn't tell Sayu, however, is the fact that he's already tried multiple things. He has tried causing enough trouble for the Author to be written out of her story to no avail. He has already tried getting information about the Author's identity out of the goddamn lagomorph only to be rendered illiterate for a week, which of course, is swiftly added to the growing list of things that would never be mentioned to Sayu. Had he not already known that killing yourself here would only result in reviving a week later, decidedly not at home, he might have tried that, but really his aversion to his own death, in any form, would have made that a nonviable option anyway.]

I appreciate it, but you need to take care of yourself first. The plots here can get dangerous sometimes.