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[Here's a familiar face, to those who have been Numbered for awhile and perhaps even those who haven't.]

Why hello. I've missed your lovely faces.

A lot of you know me already, but I'm Lazarus Lawliet. The real one. That's me.

I'm looking to compile a useful database of relevant information on all of us, something that we can share freely and without outmoded hangups or hesitation. Let's be progressive about it.

If you send me your name, a photograph or other still image from the front and the side, your age, your profession, and your credit card information, I'll repay you by writing you a personalized piece of short fiction, starring you, in the wildly popular theme of dinosaur erotica. You pick the dinosaur, and I'll make the magic happen without shame or fear.

Your dark desires are very interesting to me. Especially yours, C.S. You know who you are.

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Nothing good can come out of engaging him. You know this. Walk away, please.

Sure it could. A nice pile of feathers for you to stuff your pillow with.

I made a decision to not condone murder. I thought we were on the same page, Tony. Going to Shepherd's Haven to live in some relative peace, remember?

And you've done a real fine job putting a muzzle on me.

I'm leaving.

...what?

Stay where you are, I'm coming over.

You heard me, and no.

[Much like his doppelganger, Lazarus has a heck of a time taking "no" for an answer. He's leaving the barn with the milking half-finished, carrying a pail with him as he keeps an eye out for the volatile young man.

He's not afraid, even though lately, it probably wouldn't hurt him to be a little more cautious.

He sets the pail aside when he sees a foot dangling over the edge of an eave, and he sighs, stacking a cinderblock on a trashcan to help boost him to the same level. It'll take him a little more than a second, but he does manage to pull himself up to the roof alongside Tony, panting shallowly.]

What's this about? Is that... fetch really getting to you so much?

[Yes, yes he does. And frankly Tony's getting pretty sick and tired of not being taken seriously. He's come a long way from the uncertain, terrified street rat he'd been, but now he's sliding back into the rebellious mindset where he doesn't like being told what to do.

Especially after Lazarus hid something as important as altering rations from him.

Tony just watches him out of the corner of one eye, not moving to help. Not moving to leave just yet either, but that could change at the drop of a hat.]

It's got nothin' to do with that.

[He spits with more vitriol than is entirely necessary for this conversation. It might be part of it, actually.]

[Already, Lazarus' heart is beating faster. It's much like when he was in the pantry facing the brunt of Tony's anger; he used to be much better at remaining completely calm in the face of it, but as the young man gets more of the demon back, he's resembling a pacing, caged lion more and more by the day.

He moves across the roof, his thin silhouette birdlike as he approaches Tony without the other young man's developing, feline strength and grace.]

What are you talking about? What's it to do with, then?

[He's wide-eyed as he sits close by Tony, questioning and confused.]

[This is exactly why it isn't wise to keep wild animals as pets. Sure they're cute and docile when they're little, but as they get older they grow increasingly more likely to bite off your face.]

This isn't the place for me, I'm leaving.

[Tony won't quite look at him directly, instead just watching him out of the corner of one eye. Fake L really hit a nerve, he's tired of being treated like a neutered pet.]

That doesn't answer the question, Tony. You said it was nothing to do with him but this seems new...

[He rests a hand on Tony's shoulder, crouching next to him.]

What can I do, Tony? Please talk to me.

It's the answer you're getting.

[He snaps, wrenching away from the comforting hand and snarling in L's direction. He's just lashing out at everyone tonight. Seems like something's finally made the pot boil over, and there doesn't seem to be any getting a lid back on it at this rate.]

Forget it. There's nothing you can do so don't even bother.

[He moves to stand, aiming to make a quick escape and probably at least attempt to make good on his threats against the doppelganger.]

[He hadn't wasted time on anything but searching the kid out. Of course this was going to get to him and exactly what Ryuzaki was and the things he (inevitably) said were bound to get to him.

Luckily, the place was a common haunt. It didn't take long to track him down, the two familiar voices leading him to the roof. Pulling himself up was easy.]

Tony.

[How to begin? How to pull him back from this? He gave Lazarus a small nod of acknowledgement.] C'mon, kiddo. You really wanna leave it like that?

[He's really going to leave it like that?

Lazarus is in motion before he's actually processed the words. He's rising to his feet, ready to argue that he can do something and he isn't as powerless to help as Tony's making him out to be. He's fought so hard to be effective, especially after all the trouble following his own psychotic break after the invasion. He can't just take no for an answer after everything they've been through, he has promised that he wouldn't give up on this kid.

An errant shove and he would fall and probably break something. Tony's more outright pissed than Lazarus thinks he's ever seen him, and he doesn't know how many of these gambles he realistically has left in him. They are reliant on Tony loving him enough not to snap him in half, but what if Tony snaps? Lazarus hates to admit that he's actually considering the possibility these days.

Miraculously, Richard makes an appearance in what might be the nick of time. Lazarus stands aside, ashamed of how adrenaline and relief are making his hands shake.]

[It's fortunate Richard's instincts are so good. Lazarus alone wouldn't have been able to handle Tony, not this time. Not with how riled up he is, especially after talking with Misa. Now he was absolutely certain, Shepard's Haven wasn't where he belonged.

Ignoring L he continued to move, but did jerk back to shoot a scathing look and bare his teeth at him. No, he wasn't just going to calm down and be a good puppy this time. He was sick and done and tired of playing nice, of doing what he's told and acting how he's expected when his mind howls and thrashes for something else. It's exhausting, and he just can't keep it up anymore.

There's a twitch, like he very much considered lashing out at Lazarus and in that moment even Tony wasn't certain if it was a feign or not. But Richard's voice caught him and he paused, eyes flicking over to him.]

What's the point? Can't stay anymore even if I wanted to. Gonna be a mess either way.

Yeah. I know, kid. Gonna be a mess.

[Of all the people in Shepherd's Haven, perhaps the only one to never show any fear of Tony is the man who little over a year ago adopted the wayward teenager as his own son.

He moved over, lifting a hand to clasp Tony's upper arm but letting it hover there for him to move into if he wanted to, or not.]

But listen, let's siddown here and talk it through. You know I'm not gonna ask you t' do anything you don't wanna. Neither is L.

[L gets a quick glance. Right?]

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Tony, calm down! You know how that jerk is, he's just trying to mess with us. This is exactly what he wants!

He wants to die? Well then it's his lucky day.

[He's just belligerent x 5000 today.]

He wants to make you mad, and turn us against each other! You have to ignore him.

If that's the case all the more reason to shut him up for good, don't you think?

... I don't want him around any more than you do. But this isn't about him, it's about you. He's not worth it.

How is this about me? You see what he's up to, trying to ruin people's lives at any turn. Besides, it's not like I haven't killed one of the damned copies anyway.

That was different! It's about you because you're better than this and it's going to cause problems between all of us if you do it. We are not murderers.

You're not a murderer, it's a little too late for me. Must be nice sitting on that high horse though, letting others do the dirty work.

But don't worry, I don't plan on sticking around for long.

[At first she is shocked, then Misa's expression turns livid. When she speaks her voice isn't as loud as before, but it is shaking with rage.]

... You have no idea what you're talking about, so shut the hell up. You think being a monster is something to be proud of? It just proves you're weak.

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