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Many a Hand Has Scaled the Grand Old Face of the Plateau [CLOSED]
Who: L (Linden Tailor) and Near (Eli Dagwood)
When: Around November 10
Where: The Coven, maybe somewhere afterward depending on how long the thread goes on
What: Bonding! Near's finally getting one.
Warnings: Robots pretending to be human idk
[From the beginning, L hadn't exactly fought the notion of a Bond with his successor. His reluctance was based on multiple factors of varying complexity; of course they are two separate men, but there's an argument to be made that they're the same entity at different points in time. As the past version of that entity, it feels deeply wrong for L to be too close to its current incarnation, the one whose star only rose because his own plummeted. Near was a person before the letter, after all, but L would have had no other name to reclaim once the title passed to someone else. It's a peculiar thing to know that he is both gone and immortal, and the Naga's dark, unblinking eyes are a constant and uncomfortable reminder that there is a future where the man is all but forgotten, but the legacy is eternal.
In Aefenglom, he has another name by necessity. Near, as well. It's been an experiment over months to establish identities outside of what made them, while still always maintaining a distant but certain orbit where the other is concerned. Orbits have a way of tightening over time when dynamic personalities are involved instead of planets, however, and today, L is staring down the realized prospect of being a three-Bond man, once more.
On paper, it's a compatible one. They have history, and are unlikely to crash into the same obstacles that had plagued L and Mello. The harmony isn't perfect, as it is with L and Light and as it would have been with Near and Mello... but there's promise in a shared and stronger voice, the memory of an identity powerful enough to devour those who wore it for any length of time.
Any present danger is quieter and colder. It's more difficult to define at the outset than Mello's blazes and fury. Two men who are defined largely by placid stoicism, after all, are hiding many things, and fleeting moments of vulnerability and honesty are about to become many by nature of being Bonded. They'll share more than they likely ever wanted to, and though L's instinct to protect Near goes as bone-deep as a parent's, all that Light represents sits lodged in his chest, a spear that will kill him eventually, but so much faster, if it's removed. It seems that those things, combined, have tremendous potential to complicate each other. Then again, perhaps they'll become more sustainable by nature of the balance Near offers by neatly capping off L's Bond combination. If Light is a nostalgic but treacherous past, and Myr is a kind and fair present, then Near represents the future, reassuring and anxious in equal measure.
Back home, L wore white. In Aefenglom, he's traded his simple and plain garments for more of the same in a far more somber palette, favoring blacks and greys, and that's how he turns up at the Circle, a few minuets early, to meet with the naga. This is essentially how he dresses for all occasions, from his work at the orphanage to the his leisure time to more important events like this one. It's consistent, anyway, and his decision to keep to what Near would know as typical could be intended as visual shorthand. If there's one thing he wants to inspire in his new Bond, slow to trust and slow to connect with others, it's that Near can rely on him to be a source of support and strength, rather than pure destructive upheaval or fragile liability.
L might judge a Bond with him to be an unfortunate thing, but Near had placed it above other prospects. Trusting Near's judgment means reconciling the attitudes in some manner, and so he waits.]
When: Around November 10
Where: The Coven, maybe somewhere afterward depending on how long the thread goes on
What: Bonding! Near's finally getting one.
Warnings: Robots pretending to be human idk
[From the beginning, L hadn't exactly fought the notion of a Bond with his successor. His reluctance was based on multiple factors of varying complexity; of course they are two separate men, but there's an argument to be made that they're the same entity at different points in time. As the past version of that entity, it feels deeply wrong for L to be too close to its current incarnation, the one whose star only rose because his own plummeted. Near was a person before the letter, after all, but L would have had no other name to reclaim once the title passed to someone else. It's a peculiar thing to know that he is both gone and immortal, and the Naga's dark, unblinking eyes are a constant and uncomfortable reminder that there is a future where the man is all but forgotten, but the legacy is eternal.
In Aefenglom, he has another name by necessity. Near, as well. It's been an experiment over months to establish identities outside of what made them, while still always maintaining a distant but certain orbit where the other is concerned. Orbits have a way of tightening over time when dynamic personalities are involved instead of planets, however, and today, L is staring down the realized prospect of being a three-Bond man, once more.
On paper, it's a compatible one. They have history, and are unlikely to crash into the same obstacles that had plagued L and Mello. The harmony isn't perfect, as it is with L and Light and as it would have been with Near and Mello... but there's promise in a shared and stronger voice, the memory of an identity powerful enough to devour those who wore it for any length of time.
Any present danger is quieter and colder. It's more difficult to define at the outset than Mello's blazes and fury. Two men who are defined largely by placid stoicism, after all, are hiding many things, and fleeting moments of vulnerability and honesty are about to become many by nature of being Bonded. They'll share more than they likely ever wanted to, and though L's instinct to protect Near goes as bone-deep as a parent's, all that Light represents sits lodged in his chest, a spear that will kill him eventually, but so much faster, if it's removed. It seems that those things, combined, have tremendous potential to complicate each other. Then again, perhaps they'll become more sustainable by nature of the balance Near offers by neatly capping off L's Bond combination. If Light is a nostalgic but treacherous past, and Myr is a kind and fair present, then Near represents the future, reassuring and anxious in equal measure.
Back home, L wore white. In Aefenglom, he's traded his simple and plain garments for more of the same in a far more somber palette, favoring blacks and greys, and that's how he turns up at the Circle, a few minuets early, to meet with the naga. This is essentially how he dresses for all occasions, from his work at the orphanage to the his leisure time to more important events like this one. It's consistent, anyway, and his decision to keep to what Near would know as typical could be intended as visual shorthand. If there's one thing he wants to inspire in his new Bond, slow to trust and slow to connect with others, it's that Near can rely on him to be a source of support and strength, rather than pure destructive upheaval or fragile liability.
L might judge a Bond with him to be an unfortunate thing, but Near had placed it above other prospects. Trusting Near's judgment means reconciling the attitudes in some manner, and so he waits.]