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Voice; UN: Deneuve
Name: M; UN: Deneuve
Date: 3/1/21
Format: [Voice]
[There's a short blip of silence; Mello knows that even his voice can be identified if needed and traced. But he remembers the pain in his chest. The swirling of the delivery truck's mirror, and everything after that, well — ]
[A sharp clearing of his throat. It's so dry.]
I know what I've been told.
[Everything is bullshit until proven otherwise.]
And I know what I'm expected to believe.
[Definitely lies. And for one: he knows he's died. It doesn't take a previous heart attack in his situation to recognize one when it tears at your chest and throat and breath like a visceral assault. Besides, he was always due for one: wasn't he?]
I don't expect honesty from anyone. [And yet here he is: reaching out. Because what else can he do?] But a Witch?
[Or so he's been told. How appropriate. Another pause; another breath.]
Is this Hell?
[He's seen nothing that leads him to believe otherwise. The mirror with the objects and reflections from home. The things that just don't make sense. Maybe someone will honestly reveal that yes, he's earned this. Maybe not.]
Date: 3/1/21
Format: [Voice]
[There's a short blip of silence; Mello knows that even his voice can be identified if needed and traced. But he remembers the pain in his chest. The swirling of the delivery truck's mirror, and everything after that, well — ]
[A sharp clearing of his throat. It's so dry.]
I know what I've been told.
[Everything is bullshit until proven otherwise.]
And I know what I'm expected to believe.
[Definitely lies. And for one: he knows he's died. It doesn't take a previous heart attack in his situation to recognize one when it tears at your chest and throat and breath like a visceral assault. Besides, he was always due for one: wasn't he?]
I don't expect honesty from anyone. [And yet here he is: reaching out. Because what else can he do?] But a Witch?
[Or so he's been told. How appropriate. Another pause; another breath.]
Is this Hell?
[He's seen nothing that leads him to believe otherwise. The mirror with the objects and reflections from home. The things that just don't make sense. Maybe someone will honestly reveal that yes, he's earned this. Maybe not.]
voice; u/n l.yagami
If you won't believe our word, then look at it through logic: as weird as this world is, it could be worse. Being a witch comes with a lot of strengths. In a world where Hell exists, it's more likely to strip you of power, not give it to you.
[ The voice is younger, but Mello may very well recognize it as the one belonging to one Light Yagami, a man responsible for his death even if he didn't write the name directly.
If there's doubt, Light isn't too secretive with his username considering it's one means of which he means to establish himself. ]
Voice; UN: Deneuve
[I just fucking killed you, it says. What are you gonna do about it?]
[Calmness has never been Mello's strong suit, but hell if he isn't going to employ it now. His response is noticeably measured, even if his tone is short.]
Because whatever is bigger is more powerful.
[Logic, Yagami.]
Why give power to something that can defeat you?
[As his hand nearly snaps the device. Shit, even his jaw might snap with how tightly it's clenched.]
Tell me about a Witch's strengths, then.
[Liar. Not that Mello is anyone to judge.]
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[ It's obvious that the man isn't enjoying the conversation, but he hadn't been enjoying it in the first place. Light doesn't feel special for having earned the annoyance. ]
It's the obvious answer: magic. Anything more detailed depends on what branch you study.
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[So.]
It would be more logical to give one false hope and watch them fail despite their attempted progress, if we are where we are where I think we are. Complete submission is useless if your goal is absolute sadism; wouldn't you agree?
[Wouldn't you agree, you murderous cunt?]
You haven't answered my question regarding a Witch's strength. If not useless, what is it?
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[ Which doesn't make it okay, but Light doesn't think it's Hell. Even when he first came, he didn't think it was Hell. Then again, Light hadn't just died before coming here. ]
You consider magic useless? It might not be able to take you home today, but it's the best chance of making it home, and it keeps us alive until we find a way.
Did you previous world have magic?
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[A childish answer, but Mello's never been one to adjust to others easily, has he? Kira likes to talk, but M knows that already. A politician at heart; how else would he have obtained so many supporters?]
[Mello has always ruled with intelligence and tyrannical methods, but Light? He's something else. Something — ]
Never said it was useless. [He doesn't know a damn thing about it.] I only asked why it would be given to people freely if there weren't something stronger. Which you haven't answered, either.
[If his tone is accusatory, let it be. This is Yagami, after all, and he's doing a right job of pretending he doesn't know who Mello is. Unless.]
[Unless.]
Might've. I had other things to do.
[Maybe true; maybe not. With the existence of Death Gods and the notebook, who knows what else could have existed? But that's neither here nor there.]
You mentioned monsters. [A tip of his head, but it's luckily not audible.] Are you? [He doesn't want this casual conversation. Doesn't want to hear Kira's tongue.] A monster?
[Mello already knows the answer, of course.]
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[ Mello is angry. He came into the conversation angry. However, Light is going to allow himself to rise to that anger, not when the bait hasn't been tempting enough. He who sets the mood gets a little bit of a win. ]
But the reason we're given magic isn't as simple as that. Magic exists here, inherently. I'm sure there is something stronger; it's how we were pulled from our homes and placed here. The argument is that as bad as things can be here, its standards would be low to be considered Hell.
[ If only Light had Mello's knowledge. If only he knew how the two of them clashed in the future. He's ignorant to their real identities, both Near and Mello, and has even worked closely with the former. They're even bonded. ]
No, I'm a witch, too, but you won't find a shortage of monsters. They're about equally as common, and they're usually easy to spot.
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Since you're being so helpful — [Be it through deception or no.] — perhaps you would be willing to teach me a thing or two.
[Devil.]
If you have the time, of course.
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L's asked him not to draw a target on his head, but Mello is willing to meet with him already. Is it simply because he's willing to take advantage of the situation, because he somehow knows the connection between Light and L, or is there another reason? Something doesn't fit with L's story, and instead of explaining, he left.
Light looks to the messages again; his last message to L goes unanswered. He's buying time to craft a story which means he has to get the truth before the lie has a chance to grow. L's brilliant; he won't underestimate that.
Mello is a new witch. Light's gained power. There's no real danger here. ]
I don't mind. I have some free time. Before we start talking about what types of magic you're interested in, we should probably introduce ourselves. I'm Light Yagami.
[ What makes you so horrifying? Why are you using one of L's names? ]
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Malakai Antonov.
[Might as well keep it as close to "M" as possible. That girl has possibly already outed him already, hasn't she? Close enough; far enough. He speaks the name with the familiarity of someone who knows it as their own.]
[Meeting isn't in the cards, but there are two options: either this is a devil who already knows Mello, or is truly Yagami. In which case: what is Kira going to do? Kill him for a second time?]
Nice to meet you.
[An obvious lie.]
I've just arrived here. Not familiar with the area. What would you suggest?
[Because meeting Kira face-to-face? Who would turn down that opportunity. Even if he has The Eyes, who cares? Mello's already died. Again, what can Yagami possibly do?]
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Light sees Mello as a monster; Mello sees him as one in kind. Neither truly feels threatened in spite of that. The question is how Mello gained the strength to hurt L in the first place. The means are more curious than the motive considering L seems to make enemies as if it's a hobby. It would be more worrisome if L wasn't also a very powerful witch.
Was it seduction? Malakai and L had sex, that's been confirmed. Considering the detective's lacking experience, he might have been vulnerable enough for this man to seduce and then hurt, but that doesn't feel right either. Malakai isn't oozing charm, and even with inexperience, L wouldn't have been desperate or easy.
No. How could Light refuse to meet up when he has so many more questions than answers? ]
The Coven is the best place to start with magic studies, but it might be a little hard to navigate. We can meet somewhere else, and I can show you around.
Are you hungry? If you'd already eaten here, you wouldn't be able to think it's Hell. It's actually good, and a lot of the Mirrorbound — their term for us — have brought recipes from their homes.
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[Mello could eat, yeah. Could being the operative word. He wouldn't trust Kira to hand him a napkin, let alone host a meal. Even if it's somewhere public (which it would be. In both of their best interests.)]
So I've heard.
[Regarding the Coven, he's heard all about The Coven upon his arrival; the hosts of this place seem all too enthusiastic to get him to spend his time there. As a Witch, perhaps Yagami will know exactly why. Perhaps it's just a a school; perhaps they take as much as they give. Remains to be seen.]
I can't be swayed from my suspicion with food, Light Yagami. [He uses the other's full name with a bitter taste on the roof of his mouth.] No one knows what Hell entails.
[Not really.]
But I'll see you, if that's what you want. This thing isn't useful for much aside from casual conversation, anyway. [The device. The hiding.] Give me a time and place. I'll be there.
[He'll find it, no matter where. And as for time? Well. Mello will be there well before. Call it old habit, call it paranoia.]
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[ Even if Light didn't know Mello to be dangerous, he wouldn't have trusted him. The contempt seems to drip from every word. This man makes no secret of holding this world, and its inhabitants, in little favor. The difference is that in other cases, Light would be generous enough to assume it's just the trauma of being pulled from one world and placed in another. ]
It's late enough that I could eat, too, and it will give us time to talk before making it to the Coven. It'll be my treat since I had help when I first came, too.
[ Once they make it to the Coven, that will be the focus of their conversation. Light has little care to talk about magic right now. There are too many questions concerning Mello. ]
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People around here are so willing to help.
[And it's true. How many offers has Mello received already, despite knowing the individual or not?]
[He considers switching to video; he decides against it. Even if he can't die again (of which he's not sure), Mello sure as hell isn't interested in experiencing the attempt by another party. Not yet, anyway.]
[With clenched fists, he gives his answer, foolish as it might be.]
Tell me where.
[And because pride is one of the things he will never abandon:]
I don't need directions. I want to know more about this magic, if I do possess the ability to hone it. I'd rather learn than accept it as a curse.
[And oh, Mello's meal is going to be expensive, whether or not he chooses to eat.]
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[ If Light had his future memories, he wouldn't spend a dime on the man who managed to ruin so much of his life, even if he didn't manage to end it. However, as it is, he doesn't have a lot of disposable income in this world. While he's garnered some savings, it's because of frugal spending, not frivolous ideas. ]
Meet me at Penny's.
[ Light follows up with general directions based on landmarks. ]
It's near enough the Coven that we won't have a long walk there. I'm heading there now. If there's more than a single person sitting alone, we can come back here and find each other.
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[He finds it with a bit of difficulty. Rushes, even. The need to show up first comes before anything. Light will find him sitting alone at a table, idly flipping through a menu. Mello knows nothing of Light's age or what he does or doesn't know; assumes Kira knows his face. His hair is pulled back into a tight tail at the back of his head; stolen, large sunglasses obscure his eyes. And he intends to leave them on. He can't give away emotion. Not now.]
[Not ever.]
[Waiting, waiting, one leg thrown up, ankle resting over the knee of the opposite leg as he leans back in the uncomfortable seat.]
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God, his image fits his attitude. The styling choices scream "I don't give a fuck, but like hell am I going to try and blend in" just as surely as his attitude had. It would be much more surprising if this wasn't the guy he was supposed to meet. ]
Malakai? I'm Light.
[ A younger version of Light to be sure, but the look is unmistakable. Now the age of someone just starting college, he's nonetheless dressed well in the current clothing, favoring a couple of layers of black that end in a long, black jacket. Even at this age, he wears it with the confidence of someone older. ]
You managed to make it here much faster than I assumed. Were you close by?
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Mm?
[He glances up from the menu as though noticing Kira for the first time; Mello saw him coming as soon as he was in view. The tightness in his jaw shows as much. He's always been shit at hiding emotions, hasn't he. Either way, he closes the menu, places it down on the table. He's already decided on what to order: everything.]
Ah, so you have a face. Good to meet you.
[He doesn't stand, doesn't even give a nod of greeting. It's taking everything in him to avoid lashing out immediately.]
Yea, [He lies. Kira seems to have come alone. Unless he already has plants in place at other tables. That would be like him.] Happened to be in the area.
[Stop clipping your words, M.]
[And he's assessing Yagami's appearance behind dark glasses; Kira has a bit of a flair. Typical. Not like Mello is one to judge.]
It was — kind of you to offer assistance. [Oh, that smile. It's so fake.] I'll end up owing you, one day.
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The scar's interesting. It continues to speak of Mello's self-confidence. A lot of people would hide the space; Mello doesn't bother. ]
I was new not too long ago, and I had a lot of people who were willing to help me. Maybe once you get settled in and have the chance to discover this world, you can do the same.
[ Light claims the seat across from Mello and grabs a menu of his own. It's a typical restaurant, more Western than Japanese, but he's adjusted to that. ]
It's not easy, having to start fresh.
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[No, he can't let that go. Probably never will.]
Help always comes with eventual payment.
[Again, bitter. Kira or no: this is a truth.]
As diplomatic as you seem, I have to ask: are you hoping to gain something from me once I develop my power?
[He means that too. Either Kira is watching out for how strong Mello becomes, or looking to use it to his advantage.]
I'll admit, I'm also seeking out fellow Witches for gain. I don't know what it all entails — [Perhaps the only truth he will reveal.] — but I do know that allies are beneficial down the line.
[So.]
What is it that you want, Light Yagami?
[No one just helps without a cause. He's sure of it.]
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[ Light needs to know Mello. This is a person who not only terrifies a man that didn't seem afraid until he could feel the very heart stopping in his chest, but he's also the piece of a puzzle the suggests Light's been working on the wrong puzzle this entire time. ]
I'll agree allies are better than enemies.
[ Sitting back in the booth, his eyes go to the table, as if he's thinking. ]
I don't know you. Even if I was doing this for something in return, there's no way I could assure you'd follow through. But, I am looking at a bigger picture. I could ignore your post and let you find the information by yourself. Or, I could offer help and this world gains a powerful witch that much faster. That's one more person that can fight the threats that do pop up on occasion. If you decide to work on the research that might one day take us home, that's even better.
[ If Light can also monitor Mello's powers, all the better. ]
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Depends on the relationship. [A complete lie. All relationships are transactional, yea.] In our case, we're two witches. You have things to teach me; I have things to learn. So yea. [An arch of a pale brow beneath his shades.] In our case, it would be transactional.
[Mello wants out of here, but home? At home, he's a corpse. But Yagami at this age? It's understandable as to why he would want to return. Even if it's already been revealed to Mello that Light lost, and that's the beauty of all of this, isn't it? The thought brings an outright smile to his face; Light can attribute it to anything he wants.]
And what if I have no interest in becoming a hero? What if I would want to use my power for my own gain?
[A moment of pause. Two.]
Would you still be willing to assist me in that case?
[Mello believes he's responding very well, considering that he wants nothing more than to throttle Kira. For L. For himself. For the world.]
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[ Unfortunately for Light, Mello knows him all too well. While he's certainly no saint in his current time, the willingness to use those around him has fully blossomed by the time the two meet in his future. Even in his normal, everyday life, even on an 'innocent' level, transactional is how Light views them as well.
Light cants his head. ]
As for your own gain, that depends on what you plan to use it for. We all use it in our lives and jobs. Why wouldn't we? But, if you plan to use it to hurt somebody, to attack or steal, then no. I won't be the one to teach you how to do that.
[ He's a bad person. Light knows it as well as Mello knows the same. He's fine teaching him at a much slower pace than he's actually capable of learning. ]
So that begs the question.
[ Light sits forward, but the booth remains between them. ]
Now that you have magic, how do you plan on using it?
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[He listen's to the devil's smooth, silver tongue in silence, observing the other's every nuance. Commits every detail to memory. The cut of his jaw, the way his eyes move when he speaks, down to the last strand of hair. The public pictures he'd seen of Light for scholarly accomplishments are extremely similar, but they were just that: pictures. The real thing?]
[M thinks he understands, now.]
[Finally, he responds.]
I don't take handouts. [The slightest of shrugs.] If you're going to teach me anything of use, it's only safe to assume you'll require assistance at some point.
[And I'll betray you.]
You've already said it: your wish is for this world to possess more powerful witches to go up against the bigger threat. [Whatever that is. Ah, the server. He places two glasses of water down — one in front of each of them — and Mello initially barely hears the question as to whether or not they're ready to order. He's too busy assessing his enemy made flesh.]
So. [That said.] You're going to need me, yea? Sounds like a transaction to me.
I don't know how I plan to use it, but I have no intention of hurting others, no. [Except for you] I've just arrived here; my goal is to gain income and a purpose. Everything else comes later.
[And it's a damn good thing he's wearing those glasses. He'll let Light order first, of course. Isn't that what any proper gentleman would do?]
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If that's how you want to see it, it's fine. As long you don't plan on becoming a magical criminal, then my offer stands with whatever label you want to use.
[ It will also let Light keep an eye on him. In time, he'll connect Light and L, but it's not as if he can easily follow Light home to find the detective's location.
The waitress interrupts the conversation. After ordering the fish basket for himself, he offers a suggestion to Mello: ]
The chicken is pretty good here, too.
[ It's not a fancy establish, lobster and such isn't on the menu. Still, they have a decent variety. ]
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