August + September Catchall

[hearthebell]

Who: L Lawliet and YOU
What: A somewhat late August catchall, focusing on event stuff but can include CR logs and slice of life! When September's event goes up I'll add prompts for the month in order to save a bit of space. Please feel free to hit me up on discord at ladylazarus#2235 or plurk at LexiL if you want to plot, wildcards are welcome!
When: Throughout August and September
Where: Various place throughout trench

Comments

[burnitblack]

I give ya more credit than that.

[dabi thinks the other man's smart enough to not need to give confirmation he understands what was just told to him. as for undesirable advantages, well if that's what he thinks he's given dabi, the man'll take it without a problem.]

If there's a way to get outta this hellhole and return home, I'm takin it. And I'll kill anyone who gets in my way.

[simple statement, simple profession of where his loyalties lie. l can decide ally or obstacle accordingly.]

[hearthebell]

Thank you.

[He is soberly and earnestly grateful. For a man like L, his face can either look like a comical mask, or a very raw expression of genuine emotion. In the moment, it's more like the latter.]

I understand. That's a common sentiment, and I would never fault anyone for being so determined.

[It is patently not a promise to not get in his way. L is dead, back home. Returning home would be to return to dust and ashes. He would prefer not to get in Dabi's way, but should his own need to remain interfere, well... he can't make any promises, or ask for any mercy, it seems.]

Are you in love, back home?

[It might seem like a random tangent, but it's all part of L's determination to put together a full picture, with worth and value that might compare to other desires that technically have no real worth or desire.]

[burnitblack]

[dabi thinks l looks like a corpse or a strange doll. mostly the eyes and sitting posture. but then again, he comes from a world where there are far more bizarre appearances than what the detective sports. that expression of sincere gratitude is strange coming from him...]

Then we aren't gonna have a problem with that at least.

[l's aware of dabi's determination and the lengths he'd go to reach such an end, and he doesn't have to put forth more details about it. that's how it's always been with him. you get in his way; you burn for it. and he'll continue his path, maybe even stepping on the charred ashes left behind.

dabi's not one to force others to go home either; he doesn't care enough about anyone to make such a decision. though if it comes down to "we all go or no one goes" then he'll be siding on the side that suits his own ambitions. the rest can die.

the question gets a moment of surprise flickering over the man's burned visage. blunt.]

Nah. I don't really feel that kinda thing.

[hearthebell]

[L nods gamely, rising to collect the flowerpots and dump them by the utility sink.]

I figured as much, but you've been surprising, before. A sweetheart back home would be a pretty sound reason to want to return, albeit an unprecedentedly sentimental one.

[And he sounds dismissive, he really does, but though he didn't have a sweetheart, per se, it was the other side to the same coin, a reason to live and strive.]

[burnitblack]

[dabi lets the man have his, then pushes himself to his feet and heads over to the window to take a look outside. the flood waters are still there, but it seems to be less than before. already receding. flash flood or something...]

There are things I need to go back in my world. Ain't gonna get them done here.

[something a sentimental as someone to love? yeah right. his life wasn't that kind of story. no, he needs to get back home because there's someone he hates.]

What about you? Doesn't sound like ya got someone waitin for you.

[hearthebell]

[Over his shoulder from his place at the utility sink, L follows Dabi's gaze. Flash flood, indeed, and as it recedes it'll take the danger with it, leaving nothing but a lot of menial work and cleanup.

Neither are really his style. Maybe he'll simply abandon his flooded pantry and floorboards drenched to rot, and relocate. Easy enough for a sleeper in Trench to do, and in many ways transience suits L.]

The things I have to do are bound up with people. None in particular, and people don't really change, so I can do them here, just as well as I can do them at home, or anywhere.

[He's a man sans connections or personal ties, at least before Trench. It helps, a lot, that the one person he felt that kind of draw towards has made his squidly way here.]

Your world itself is the treasure, then, if your goals are not transferable elsewhere?

[burnitblack]

[from his vantage point, the villain wouldn't agree with menial work, though there'll be plenty of cleanup. might be easier to abandon the ruined houses and simply move to another one. there are plenty around here. dabi knows his storehouses are safe, so he's not worried about much. benefit to not tying yourself down to one place.]

Unless the people ya involved with at home are also here, I don't think ya being completely honest. [he could be, but dabi's not one to trust an authority figure. of course, if he knew l's status back home, then yeah, he'd agree. alas, nope. doubt remains.] Unless ya just meanin your police work.

[on purpose, as normal.]

My world can go to hell for all I care. So long as I accomplish what I want.