[In Person/Video] (Backdated so hardcore.)

[thumbonmylip.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Before I start this, I'm Super sorry this is .......this is a halloween backdate because it's L's birthday .___. I realize how far back that is, but unfortunately I can't help it. Please, by all means, if you skip it over from bein' far back, you're not gonna hurt my feelings lol! But if I didn't at least do it I'd not be in love with myself. OK. That's all.)

[[L certainly had hoped that after seeing what many had gone through, that the Author would have forgotten his birthday among all the madness. Unfortunately for him, since the rest of the place was thrown into turmoil.. She had picked his bedroom and his favourite nook (the library) to read in as the places to desecrate with vile innuendos. Phallic images, in appropriate artwork which looked to be from a variety of different people- he was sure, however, that no one here would have drawn them and if they did, certainly not this many different people.

The one redeeming quality?

Well, that's where the video shuts off. L sitting with a lovely, fresh as daisies cake on his awkwardly positioned lap. That's right, he drug it right onto his lap on the plate it came on. With a fork placed firmly in his precarious grip - if it could be called that - he broke the fork through the layers of cake with reverence and tastes it like only a cake connoisseur would.


Over and over, that is. Slipping the fork into the perfectly baked cake and sweet icing all at once. It does have an interesting flavour, but there's really no such thing as death here, and he doubts that after all this time- his birthday cake would be his demise here. Beside that, it was delicious.]]

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[diditmyway.livejournal.com]

You trying to tell me something?

[His voice piques at the end with intrigue.]

*points to conversation on AIM about eating/getting cake*

[thumbonmylip.livejournal.com]

[The amusement is now in L's inflections.]

Certainly not an encouragement on my only birthday present. Simply... Mmn.. a little lesson left-over.

....caaaaaaakeeeeee.....

[diditmyway.livejournal.com]

Oh? And you assume that is your only birthday present?

ONO CAKE ZOMBIE.

[thumbonmylip.livejournal.com]

[L's mouth is full of cake, so politely he makes the affirmative noise to answer, but waits for his mouth to be empty before much else.]

It's a very easy assumption, Mello. No one else knew, therefore, who other than our nosy captor would have bothered?

the scariest of all

[diditmyway.livejournal.com]

[A leather-gloved hand digs into a pocket and produces a pristine chocolate bar, yet untouched, still in original wrapping, all in its belgian chocolatey goodness.]

WHat kind of successor would I be if I didn't always have a backup?

'cept for the cupcake zombies 'cause they're portable.

[thumbonmylip.livejournal.com]

[L stares quietly at the screen, not too sure what to do with this portion of the conversation. It's been quite a long time since, save for Watari, he's gotten something without something being asked for in return -- yes even on his birthday. Then again, Mello isn't the little kid he used to be, nor the person he remembers- even if he was intellectual as a child, Mello is much more so now, and driven to a psychotic fault if the one whom was here prior was anything to be believed.]

..That's cheating.

[Wonderful cheating.]

....saying this turned from audio to video on mello's part at the reveal of the chocolate bar XDD

[diditmyway.livejournal.com]

nuance.

[Mello shrugs a shoulder]

But looking at the facts. Fact 1 it is your birthday, fact 2 i have a bar of chocolate.

XD I kinda figured *nodnodnod*

[thumbonmylip.livejournal.com]

[L readjusts the way he's sitting to get comfortable once more, fork perched lightly on his lips in order to nibble at it and the left over-icing to be swept away by his tongue. It's an idle movement though and soon enough his eyes roll back in deeper thought before returning to stare toward Mello's on screen image.]

Irrefutably correct.
Is there perhaps a step three?

[He'll play the game, the Author seems to not understand he's not going to do much for her enjoyment and unfortunately that leaves him bored off most the time.]

This is not the first time i've done this with our threads XD

[diditmyway.livejournal.com]

[Mello's lips pull back into that signature smirk around a bite of his own chocolate bar]

Do I have to spell it out for the great detective? You've gotten rusty.

[Its all teasing, of course, given this is L. The be all and end all of detectives to Mello. But no harm in having a little fun now that he's seen the man in a hawaiian shirt, no?]

Meh LOL more like, i commandeered this threadline lol

[thumbonmylip.livejournal.com]

[Que the eyebrow. The one raised up into his hair far enough it always seems he has none. These two are certainly bored out of their minds. He breaks through the cake layer again, gently nibbling some of it off the fork again.]

I could almost agree.

[He sets the cake down to regard his blackberry and send his x,y in the place he had been shoved into for the next however dreadful long.]

[diditmyway.livejournal.com]

[Mello could continue on that depressing thought, or he could just divert considering he doesn't feel properly equipped or drunk to get into feelings of futility.

Not to mention he's still got enough of a "kicked dog not gunna take this lying down" spirit to keep him from admitting defeat until it kills him

Thus he just shakes the bar in the air]

So does the great L accept my birthday gift?

[thumbonmylip.livejournal.com]

[L considers this, long and hard for that matter. If he takes this gift, does that shatter their professional levels? Probably not. ..Or it could be that he wants the chocolate anyway.

Though it's mere seconds, L nods his head.]

It would be rude otherwise.

[diditmyway.livejournal.com]

[Mello nods curtly]

Good. [Otherwise he'd be offended. He moves to get up]

Be there in a minute.