Heh.
I see everyone's search and destroy plans are just about trashed, no thanks to Light. What's wrong, everybody? Just too much for you to stomach? I have to be honest, fuck it all, but I hate that guy. Not because of what he did when you're a hunter, what does it matter how you catch your prey, so long as you get 'em?, but because he's got potential.
Ooh. Did I say that out loud?
We hate what we fear, they say. Now, I ain't a coward (that's a title given to a couple others around here), but I do know a challenge when I see one. And for Light, who chose someone not on my turf, I've got nothing more to say or do than stand back and applaud the twisted bastard.
Very nice, Light, very nice indeed.
They beat up guys like you for that in prison. And here, too, apparently...
It's like they've all suddenly grown hearts. Makes me sick to my stomach.
On another friendly note -
Hope you like your room, Carey. Una and I gave it such special attention.
As for those of Niflheim meandering their way over here just to be 'sure': I don't private my shit. I leave out in broad daylight. Like a nudist in Times Square. Flashy example, eh? I just wanted all of you to know, I'm not running up and down Emptiness like a chicken without a head; I'm watching you. Each and every one of you.
And I'll wait...
And I'll wait...
And before you know it, it'll be too late...
Like the rhyme? I'm a talented person.
But don't let the cheeky grin fool you. There's arsenic in your coffee. Ciao.
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