Death Note
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The headquarters feels more crowded than usual, yet no less tense. Screens flicker across the walls, each one streaming data, news, or surveillance feeds. L occupies his usual spot, crouched in his chair with a plate of sweets balanced beside him. Light stands near the central monitors, calm and focused, looking like the embodiment of reason. Misa sits off to the side, absently scrolling through her phone, while Ryuk hovers above the scene, unseen by most, lazily spinning an apple between clawed fingers.
Near the far desks, Near sits cross-legged on a chair, quietly stacking and restacking small blocks as he watches the information scroll by, his eyes missing nothing. A few steps away, Mello leans against a table, arms crossed, irritation written all over his posture, biting down on a chocolate bar as if it personally offended him. Matt sits at a laptop beside him, goggles pushed up on his head, fingers moving quickly as he monitors digital feeds and encrypted channels.
Teru Mikami stands apart from the others, posture rigid, hands folded neatly as he reviews printed reports with almost religious focus. His expression is severe, as though the idea of justice itself were standing in human form. In the corner, Misa’s Shinigami Rem remains still and silent, watching over her with a hollow, protective gaze, while Ryuk drifts closer to Light, amused by the imbalance of power in the room.
This task force is starting to resemble a battlefield,L says quietly, finally breaking the silence.
Too many ideals in one space.Near doesn’t look up from his blocks.
That’s usually where the truth surfaces.Mello scoffs.
Or where someone slips up.Light turns slightly, offering a measured smile.
Then let’s make sure Kira is the one who does.Ryuk chuckles under his breath, the sound unheard by most, as Rem’s dark eyes linger on Light just a moment too long—already sensing trouble.