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Do the creep.

[At the beginning of day two and closer to sunrise than midnight, somebody will be wandering around the halls with the Master Bedroom computer wrapped up in a bathrobe for easy transport. He won't open any closed bedroom doors but he will be testing the computer in the bedroom hallway, the laundry room, the office, and the dining room.

He also snoops through any clothing still left by that time in the laundry room and takes a spoon, a mug, a bag of sugar, and tea bags from the pantry before retreating to the Master Bedroom walk-closet.

Sneaking up might not be very effective but he won't show signs of hearing anybody coming or looking unless they seem to want to be noticed.

All of this will take just under 30 minutes.

Update: L screams in his thread with Ryuk. Others would probably hear it if they're near the walk-in closet.]

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[Pure luck, more than any deliberate conspiracy, puts the ghastly shinigami in contact with the fishy-eyed investigator. Since his strange awakening, Ryuk has roamed the premises idly, not anxious or overwhelmed, but perplexed. There's been no pattern at all to his investigation, merely slipping through one wall to see what's on the other side, and moving on. It's on probing his nosey face into a closet that he's brought almost eye to eye with its inhabitant, freezing there for a moment with his outlandish expression rather difficult to read, though perhaps registering something akin to surprise. Banking on being visible, he manages to lift one clawed hand by way of greeting.]

Ah. Yo.

[Said fish eyed detective not only jumps immediately but he even blinks! Crouched in front of the computer monitor, the sole source of light in the room, he proves himself to have eyelids, and normal ones rather than adipose eyelids had by some very special fish. His shoulders jerk up, then slightly ease back down. A few seconds of silence and wide eyed staring allow Ryuk to wave hello. It's only then that his open hands suddenly rise like a spring loaded toy doing the wave. After opening his mouth wide to scream, which only comes after his arms have shot up, his legs move next. They don't manage as well and he ends up on his butt kicking the keyboard away from himself with his hands still in the air.]

AHHHHHH!

[The frozen-faced monstrosity doesn't recoil so violently, but the dramatic reaction is still enough to stun him into silence for a good while, sufficiently thrown off that it's hard to avoid at least a twinge of empathy as soon as - or if - things quiet down a moment. Though conciliatory, he seems more than a bit rattled himself.]

Oi, oi... You all right?

((I see L has a certain protocol for when something freaks him out!))

[The scream quiets down fairly quickly. His hands lower to the ground to push him back to his crouching state, looking up at Ryuk, still wide eyed. But if Ryuk has ever seen him before, he'll know that seems to be his default state.

When he does reply, he has perfectly good control over his voice again.]

Yes, pardon me. [And to be polite, he adds as if the entire screaming, flailing affair hadn't happened:] Hello.

((OOC: Want me to make a post to the OOC community to let other players know there was a scream, since I'd imagine others in the house might hear that? Any special time of day Ryuk peeked in? I imagine we may have a three way thread here soon.))

((I imagine an OOC post couldn't hurt. Makes sense to me! I didn't have any particular time of day in mind. You're welcome to randomize it to whenever L's not asleep, if you like.))

[The shinigami is quiet just a few beats longer, perhaps mulling over a few factors of the situation or perhaps just taking a moment to regain his footing in the sheer awkwardness of the situation. After a short while, he steps through the wall the rest of the way, drawing his full hulking, gangly form into the narrow space. His voice, strangely projected despite his unmoving mouth, indicates a tone gradually settling back to a casual one.]

You can see me... so I guess that means you got a note. [He stoops a bit, head tilted, scrutinizing the computer.] Figured out anything about this place, then? It seems... interesting. [On that, a little ghost of a fang-toothed grin washes over his face.]

That would make you the italics worthy "you" then wouldn't it?

[After righting the keyboard he shifts to the side enough to make room for the big guy to look at the screen. It occurs to him that he could probably just phase through L himself as easily as he did the wall, but.

On the screen is Light's post and the conversation with Mikami.]

[The big creature seems for just a moment puzzled, but he quickly catches on, giving an acknowledging grunt. Scrutinizing the screen intensely for a short while, he emits a ponderous "Ohh?", upon which he doesn't elaborate, before drawing back to study L.]

I have no idea what this place is, or who arranged it, if you're wondering. I could leave if I wanted to, but then I wouldn't get to find out. I guess that puts us on the same side for now.

The same side...

[His thumb smears across his own lips, pushing his lower lip to one side and holding it there as his fingers curl under his chin. It really is the most retarded looking cupped chin pose one could imagine, eyes bugging out, thumb half in his mouth and his upper lip trying to do the duck bill pout around that thumb. All of this is highlighted by an unflattering monitor glow from a low light source.

Then his thumb drops and he smiles with a little chuckle, and that is still somehow just not any better at all.]

Hee.

[This induces a lengthy, uncomfortable pause, as the shinigami rubs the back of his head for a moment, seeming for one rare moment a bit discomforted, though his composure recovers rapidly.]

Any idea about who else is here? You're the first person I've run into.

I have several ideas. One is that there is, or will be, six of us.

[He reaches to where he's set up his cup and spoon for one of the tea bags and holds it up. He hasn't actually made any of them yet.]

Does your species drink? There is sugar.

Eh, no, thank you. What makes you say six?

[For a moment, the shinigami casts about for somewhere to settle, before finally just seating himself on the floor, his spindly legs bent up at the knees.

Because you are unique. [He plops the bag back down in an empty cup.] Do you eat and drink at all?

Not really. Just apples, but they're more like liquor or cigarettes than food.

[He answers flatly, not catching on to what he may have just confirmed - or not caring.]

Apples, [A wet, tongue clicking sound as his thumb goes back over his lips and half muffles his words.] is it? To humans they're very healthy.

What are your species called?

Oi oi, I have a name. [The shinigami utters a low, dry chuckle, its face remaining static.] Ryuk, the shinigami. You don't need to tell me yours. Pleased to meet you.

Do Shinigami know all humans' names?

[His own smile is dry; maybe Ryuk's laugh is just contagious.]

Not quite, but close enough. Glad to see you're gettin' acclimated to this. [Though mischievous, his tone has a savage sort of warmth, friendly in the manner of a curiously snuffling grizzly bear, affable without affection.] So, are any of your other, uh... associates, around here?

Edited 2015-09-14 02:23 (UTC)

You're the first one I've seen too. It's dangerous to go out there.

Heh. I suppose for you, it would be. [For a moment, he leans over, sticking his face into the wall to peer into whatever is adjacent before withdrawing again.] If I encounter anyone out there, is there any message you want me to give 'em?

You talk as if you have nothing to fear. That's dangerous, maybe even for a Shinigami.

[That stiff expression shifts with a surprising rubberiness, twisting into a scowl of mirthful ominousness as he leans conspiratorially closer.]

I've lived a long, long time, and I'll live a long time yet. There are only two things that can kill a shinigami. One of them, I don't need to worry about. The other is boredom, and I couldn't possibly get bored with an interesting situation like this.

((A purely IC boast, to the best of my OOC knowledge. Whether or not the current situation provides any way to kill him directly, I have no idea.))

Edited 2015-09-14 04:05 (UTC)

I see. This must be even scarier for you than for us.

((I trust you! With over half the cast being DN the mods must know the series and probably considered Ryuk when finalizing things.))

[Ryuk is quiet for a good while, enough that it's pretty clear he has no earthly idea what to make of that comment. Eventually, he seems to decide to just not strain himself over it.]

So... What exactly were you doin' before you turned up here, anyway?

The same thing I've been doing since I've turned up: pursuing a murderer.

[Ryuk seemingly considers this for a short while - or just stares off into space - before slowly drawing himself into a standing position once more.]

Ya never answered my question. Anything you'd like me to tell the outside world on your behalf?

I'd prefer they not know about me to kill me but I guess it can't be helped now. It's a shame I screamed.

But them knowing about you will be more dangerous to you. Are you sure you want to go out there?

[A grin splits the Shinigami's face once more as he straightens up, flexing.] I told you, I don't have anything to worry about, and I really need to check if any apples have been stocked here. It's been nice talking to you, human. I hope you don't die too quickly.

[L only looks up and stares, waiting for him to leave, to watch him simply phase through the wall again.

Once he's gone, his tongue clicks as if in disappointment about something before turning back to the computer.]

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