[He sat next to Light, his own weapons gone and by his pack. It was a familiar sound, Light cleaning his armor and one he reveled in. It reminded him on the Void and of his friends. It reminded him that no one was alone in this, even if they were in silence.]
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Date: 2010-08-04 07:16 pm (UTC)