[Video] In a bit of a Jam - May 12

[darkestshadeofyou]

[Beyond has had to restrain himself all the way to his assigned home. It was so hard not to go and follow that white haired moron who just couldn't bloody give him what he wanted. He's sure that L is here now, if not it's that dumb, useless Naomi Misora. Either way, he had an image to hold up and had decided this was the best way to do things. He looks quite like L, only the smallest, most subtle differences that would require the screen to be closer to see or him in front to relay other than some of the mannerisms that he wasn't able to study in full.

He's laying on his bed, arms outstretched in front of him, on his side with a bit of his cheek hidden in the pillow even if both wide eyes are staring into your soul the screen.]

Hello.
As it seems there is a man who both has my name and possibly the answers to who I am. After being toyed with jerked about even by one of your residents I had just met I profess a lesser tolerance for it at this time. He thought it hilarious, I'm sure, to pretend to give a damn and then walk off to leave me questioning both my sanity, my life as it was and just who I can trust around a strange place that I've no knowledge of, no more than a fledgling. I thought that perhaps it wouldn't make a difference if I asked everyone if they know who I am. I've no memories prior to the room and only that Ryuzaki is significant to me.

There must be one compassionate person within the lot of you, I trust that statistics hold out in there is always a chance of meeting someone who doesn't -- how does it go? -- get off on another's misery still applies here.

[He brings his thumb to his lip, eyes wide and unblinking into the mirror while he's seemingly trying to study it while it broadcasts him.]
Also, any information on how to use this system more efficiently would be greatly appreciated. I'd owe you one, in other words.

Thank you.

[Instead of turning off the system, Beyond lets it sit on his bed face down and no more than bare feet are seen walking out of one part of the room and into the next to see just what there was there.]

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[darkestshadeofyou]

But, Sir, shouldn't you be proud of me? I'm doing things I'd been taught. Not only but you flatter yourself, your importance is only your worth in my curiosity at being called by name only to find out, you've been a naughty thief yourself. very nighty does this count at fraud?

You've done it once already.
How do I know I can even begin to trust you?

[dead_black_eyes]

You were my successor once. I know you, and your history, intimately, and it is not my wish to see you end your life or someone else's because "death's design" decreed it.

Of all those you could give your trust to, I am not the least deserving by far.

[darkestshadeofyou]

[Again there's silence, it's not to hear he was L's successor once, he doesn't want to be his successor any longer. He will be storing the way it was said away for later, it's everything else he's said

There's that positive statement again. Something's off and he's not sure if it's a trick or L himself. Or now even sure this is L.]

You know what was written down... and are correct on where you stand concerning my trust. It is no something you'll win with pretty words or promises as good to me as wooden nickles wooden and useless. How do you believe your rude patsy would like to hear what you and Mister Wammy-- Roger did to us? I may have chosen my destiny my destiny but that place drove us both to it. Drove a child mad and ~

[He pauses-]

-A household of people couldn't see as I saw, time ticking away from his face like a time bomb waiting to explode. Where were your deep pockets and ultimate concern then, Sir? Busy. Why now? Of what gain is it to you?

[dead_black_eyes]

I do what I can, as always, to keep the damage to a minimum.

Not being God, it is the extent of my skill. I don't pretend otherwise.

[darkestshadeofyou]

That worked very well, didn't it? To him you were God and one he would have surpassed even more easily than myself.

Maybe it's already too late for me. Can I tell you something in confidence, Sir? True confidence, you and me trust building, even?

[dead_black_eyes]

You will tell me, whether I wish to hear it or not.

[darkestshadeofyou]

[Huff.]

And herein is where I don't truly believe you. I attempt to be reasonable, have reasonable rational conversations with someone professing the want to do so.

We should both do something to prove trustworthiness you won't like yours.

[dead_black_eyes]

No, I expect I won't.

[darkestshadeofyou]

Does that mean we can?

[dead_black_eyes]

Only if it is conducive to reaching the understanding I alluded to before.

[darkestshadeofyou]

Shall we consider our dance cards full and you can cut to the point of what you want from me?

[dead_black_eyes]

It is very simple.

I want you to refrain from killing, injuring, or otherwise harming the people in this city.

[darkestshadeofyou]

I would love to oblige you, however its citizens are the key~ I could be a very good boy an extremely good boy and yet they would still antagonize me.

If I agree, you will stop spreading rumours terrible rumours as you have been. I can only assume it is you undermining my conversations and will specifically target anyone I believe you've compromised me to, or anyone of your affiliation or you send to compromise me. Maybe just maybe I'd like a new life too~

[dead_black_eyes]

It is my duty to warn you that you will be tried to the fullest extent of the law if you lay a finger on anyone. Any new life you might have will lose its appeal quickly if you end up in jail or asylum.

Trying to blackmail me into lying about you is really not the approach I would advise.

[darkestshadeofyou]

[Beyond's voice turns a bit darker than it had been, more stern.]
Just as you should know better than to threaten me.

[Then back to the oddly, somewhat more sedated and less serious manner of his truely unique self.]
I'm not blackmailing you, I'm laying down the rules of our agreement. As above. You allow me my new life, or I revert to the old one and drag down everything and everyone you've sent after me or turned against me. Including the conversations you're interrupting just now-- at least one of them. If it isn't you, then perhaps you should warn whoever it is you've already told that I value their silence and so do you.

Besides. I'd plead insanity.

[He sighs, movement sounds easily being heard because of his flip flopping on the bed, quiet enough that his sheets are the only thing heard for a moment.]

Why is it so hard to agree to my terms? Isn't a new life-- another chance --what you wanted for me anyway? I believe I heard it stated quite simply on the street one time before I broke the man's kneecaps backward.

He said it with such assurance of himself, too very arrogant, "Don't fuck with me." and I will not hmm, is it too crude a word? fuck with you.

[dead_black_eyes]

[L considers telling B not to cut off his nose to spite his face, that anything he does to lash out would hurt him far more than L in the long run.

But Bakura has already made a fair mess of things. And those that needed to be warned, foremost, have been taken care of.]

If you truly want a new life unmarred by influence of past events, I have no quarrel with you. No real reason to warn others of the fact that you are dangerous.

So see that you don't give me a reason.

[darkestshadeofyou]

Oh~ nono. You forgot to say the rest. Say the rest.

[dead_black_eyes]

I'll find out who is responsible for interrupting your communication with Eve and control it. Is that what you want to hear?

[darkestshadeofyou]

Part of it. But that also tells me that you've been tattling to someone else already. I bet I can figure out which white haired boy it was that had such a pressing engagement.

I want to hear you say, you won't spread terrible rumours, nor will anyone you've already told. I'm not stupid enough to think it was one person.

I don't have to kill them, you know. If you're worried any punishment incurred is too hard. It wouldn't be your fault if you warned them and they still disobeyed you.

Should we shake hands on it?

[dead_black_eyes]

I will personally see that no one spoils your reputation.

[Before you can do it yourself.]

I don't believe it's necessary. It's a symbolic gesture to some humans but it would not affect our intentions. Our sincerity, or lack thereof, will become apparent soon enough.

[A very fancy way of saying he doesn't want to let Beyond touch him.]

[darkestshadeofyou]

[Despite all the other inflections, intones and the like that Beyond has in his repertoire of voices, if L had ever memorized his voice at a time where he wasn't entirely corrupt, he may remember the tone on his lips. If not, it's the least insane and insensitive as he's sounded this whole conversation.]

I believe, even if you are abhorrent to me, now, and even through the lie you were spitting through your venom. You may really have wanted to help. I wanted to believe you, Sir.

[With a sigh that brings back the part of his mind that always floods in the many voices he's created on his own to reign one loud, obnoxious, pushy voice.]
I'm a poster child for reaching for your dreams, Sir. I'd missed our chats. Dreamed of them.

[Video] several hours later

[dead_black_eyes]

[A glowing screen displays a blurry photograph of Beyond, taken from behind.

A pale, thin hand dances over the mirror screen, deleting the photograph.

Any attempts to re-watch the video will be met with an "error; deleted from host device" message.]

[Secure]

[darkestshadeofyou]

[A hastily drawn picture, no where near B's talent level, is the reply. But, L, you've won this small portion, Beyond has no clue what to do with kindness except to remind you of when you weren't. It may be a dead give away, but it's what he's got to work with while his mind reels to think L actually wanted to uphold their deal and try to find the way he was using it against him all to no avail.]

[Secure]

[dead_black_eyes]

[Returned to you, Beyond, in a prompt manner.]

[Text//Secure]

[darkestshadeofyou]

I didn't think you'd rememBer. Full of surprises. I'll B good for now.

What did he bring you to eat, Sir?
[Beyond's being nice enough to feed L a different meal, which is education on what he'd been told. Maybe to lord that bit over him again --maybe. More or less, he has no idea how to handle L being nice or telling the truth that he wanted to help.]