And as a teenager I was told I had trouble saying no as if it was a moral failing on my part, when I was just doing what girls were obviously supposed to do ‘cause everyone told me I was one.
Darkness cannot exist without light, as light cannot exist without darkness. This reflects what we do; we cannot truly rid the world of crime.
There will always be something that can linger in the back of everyone’s psyches, there will always be the capacity to perform what could be called ‘evil’, in every human being. It depends on the person and the choices they make, and there is also what is called ‘shades of gray’ - what is ‘evil’, and what is ‘good’, cannot be truly defined and so starkly differentiated.
But we still strive to do so, because it makes a difference. No matter how small.
((OOC: There are times when I really wonder. Yes, these words are similar to how I think.))
Movie Date || misora-n
A dark shinigami Ryuk floated listlessly past buildings, his mind at a loss for what to do for the rest of the day. It was late evening, which meant humans had probably stopped working and school, but Light, as always, was going to cram school, or doing extra detective work, or something equally boring that he, Ryuk, would rather not join in on. For the entirety of today Ryuk had contented himself with looking at pictures of apples on the compooter (since for some odd reason the apples in the stores weren’t as juicy as usual), but Light had kicked Ryuk off of the compooter to use it for his own work.
Now here he was, without anything to do, nothing new to watch, and nobody to bother. The shinigami looked round him at the hustle of humans rushing home to do whatever other boring things they had planned, at the windows full of boring things that nobody really wanted to buy, and at the maybe-not-as-boring cinema sign just a few ways ahead.
“Eh?” On closer inspection, Ryuk thought he saw a head of long dark hair; the figure was wearing a familiar outfit and standing in a familiar pose. Curious, and wondering if she was who he thought she was, he retracted his wings, and poked his head in front of hers to look at her face.
Naomi blinked as the now-familiar face of the shinigami appeared in front of her, and raised an eyebrow. “Ryuk,” she greeted, slightly surprised to see him here, and not with his usual choice of company, Yagami-san. The tawny-haired youth was nowhere in sight, but she remembered, from days at the headquarters, that he had a tendency to shoo Ryuk away when he was deep in work.
She had been initially shocked, and fearful, that time when she had first seen the shinigami. There was also the fact that there was something undeniably strange about the boy, Raito, especially when she had a feeling of unease, and what deception she thought she saw in his eyes for a moment. There were her suspicions on the pair, of course, but L was the one who would decide if there was enough evidence to condemn or to judge.
Ryuk, she had learned as time passed with the Kira case, was actually a rather pleasant person to be around. To call him odd would be a huge understatement, but she found herself not really minding. He was easygoing, and had a quirky sense of humor so to speak of. It was a contrast to the tension during the investigation, and a welcomed one during her off times. There was always that odd feeling that he knew something the others, including her, did not, and the amusement that came with it - but it was not malicious, more like it was just entertainment for him. He loved apples, which was quite endearing of him.
She smiled slightly, a faint tugging at the corner of her lips.
It was also a welcome occurrence, seeing as her current task was proving unfruitful. L had asked her to take upon tailing an auspicious lead in the case, a businessman, but so far the man had done nothing to rouse her suspicions - other than looking too well-practiced with his routine, like he had planned it, like he had expected this. He might not know who was following, but he knew there was something going on. He was currently heading to the cinema with his spouse, looking for all the world a caring, dignified and accomplished partner.