badfic_manor | Cake & OCD 003 - [Video / Garbled Audio]

[[The screen may look as though it's going to be showing someone's face about any moment, but it seems otherwise has been planned for the system by the giant "" spaced out on the screen in a fancy lettering. Guess who's found his predecessor's method for posting anonymously in this fashion at least? His voice is high, garbled and un-gender-specific via this method though there is a hint of baritone in the after-effect.]]

This is L.
I've noticed from a recent arson that many detectives have come forward to 'solve' this rather hum drum case. So this begs the question, just how many people out there are detectives or involved in enforcement for that matter? My curiosity has gotten the best of me.

I refuse to respond to anyone not using a secure, unhackable line.

That is all.

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[Later//In Person -- Locked to BB.]
[[L is having a horrible time trying to move something he's deeming clean enough to take with him to his room from in the hallway that he's currently calling the way to his home. He's got his sleeves down over his hands and wants more than anything to not be touching the dirt infested room or the large book-case that he's trying to move right that moment. He sighs after a mighty effort of a pull and stands back with frustration on his sighed breath.]]

Ugh. I wish Watari was here.

[[He blinks and looks over his shoulder toward the end of the hall when he hears some creaking, furthermore to the other side when he hears creaking again. It's not until the book-case is almost on top of him that he tries his best to move out of the way and after the dust settles, L tries to crawl out of it, coughing and sputtering.

He pauses and looks back when his legs won't move and shares both a 'FML' moment and a moment of despair. The damned thing has fallen on his legs and though it doesn't feel like they're broken, that thing - be as strong as he is - isn't moving from the position of almost flat on his face that he ends up in if he doesn't twist himself around.]]

Damnit.

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[He clicks on the feed since now it's pointless to use auto-correct that frustrates the hell out of him.]

I'll explain. There was an L here before and he wasn't exactly helpful considering that we had a series of murders and the only two that had first hand knowledge before was L and Mello. When Misora and Light came into the picture, what happened then was a blow up of epic proportions that included, but not limited to, the accusation that Kira was around. I'll start by saying that you weren't exactly the shining ray of hope in helping us when you, or the other you, held back key information that caused us to run in circles while finding the murderer.

Needless to say, I can't look at the letter L the same again without wanting to throw my device against the wall. First impressions are a bitch to wipe clean and you have a huge chalkboard of graffiti to clean up.

[[Though unseen, L is pretty confused to hear that he held back information while a murderer was running loose. He's interested in the fact this man knows about Kira, and for that matter Mello and Agent Misora. How interesting, there has to be a good reason for him to have not told them everything.]]

I can definitely see how your analogy fits. Did you catch the murderer? And did ...I?-- Say why I withheld the information?

I didn't catch him, no. No one told me who did and for that matter, no one said who did it. The other you and Mello were pretty close. I don't know how close though so the identity of the killer is still unknown to me. All I know is that the murders stopped.

[[There's a loooooong drawn breath and an equally long sigh of frustration. This meant he'd have to ask Light and that doesn't sit well with him. ...Then again if it was he and Mello--]]

Do you know of any other people from my world who were here at the time?

I met Misa briefly. She seemed nice but I didn't get the impression that she was dangerous. I didn't talk to her.

I see.

I'll get back to you, I may have need of your previous knowledge.

Yeah, I'll keep the line open.

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