L found himself wondering about things more than usual, due to the insane boredom of Hades, and his rather vapid counterpart:
If Misa had arrived here after he had,
so why did she seem to know more than he?
How long had be been asleep at the top
of that cliff?
How long had Misa been standing there?
If a tree falls in the Grove of
Persephone and there's no-one around to hear, does it still make a
sound?
"Oy, Misa," said L, catching the blond's attention. She didn't seem to be mad at him anymore for dropping her. That's good, he though.
"Hmm? What is it?"
"Do you suppose," he said, "Cryptics will make us go on a huge journey to find Light?"
"She'd never," said Misa. She glared at the snickering author, whom was ruffling pages of the Death Note manga to make this all somehow canon.
Suddenly screams could be heard from the general direction of Tartarus; the two had subconsciously begun walking in said direction. They arrived a rather short time after, due to some decidedly lame excuses by Cryptics. Both L and Misa stopped dead in their tracks, their eyes fixed on one thing – the person-- or rather, being-- who seemed to be in charge of the whole shebang.
Umm hai. 'Tis Cryptics. Do you guys like the sarcasm? I think it's a nice touch. ;---;
(begs for reviews)