Stephen Gevanni

Hello there, and allow me to introduce myself. I go by the name of Stephen Gevanni and I am currently working with the SPK in high pursuit of the criminal mastermind known to the world as KIRA. If you have any other questions, please. Go ahead and enlighten yourself by clicking on the ASK ME link below. It's what I'm here for. (Death Note RP blog) ❤ RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Dating Halle Lidner [agenthallelidner] ❤

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[VOICE MAIL]: "---ello? Oh, thank God this got through. Halle? Halle, are you there? Listen closely, it's Gevanni. I screwed up: I botched the last mission and I'm currently stuck somewhere in the Pelham Woods with a severely injured leg. I'm not entirely sure, but I think some of those goons are still out there, looking for me and their missing document. I require immediate back-up. Do you read? Immediate bac---" The line went dead.

The agent got the message at 2:30 that morning, and was out of bed in an instant. Not hearing from Gevanni after such a span of time alone was worrisome enough, but his message was riveted with red flags.He hadn’t called from his phone. In fact, Halle did not even know what he had called from, as the message had been filled with static.The CIA hadn’t alerted her that an agent had gone missing, meaning they didn’t know where he was, or even more troubling, someone had removed his tracking chip. He was hurt. He was on the run. He had valuable information. And he didn’t know where he was. She wouldn’t be surprised if he was dead by now-

Halle started up her computer and dialed the CIA. “Commander? This is Lidner. We’ve got an emergency.”

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It was a strange turn of events-- finding himself taking refuge inside a hollow tree, which thankfully had a hole large enough for Gevanni to crawl into while he waited for help. And even though the agent had definitely been through stranger things in the past during his line of work, he couldn't help but feel a little anxious as he waited alone, the night creeping up on him, as he glanced every now and then at his shabbily-patched up leg; the bleeding having seeped through the cloth which was torn from his sleeve and used as a make-shift bandage. It still stung like a bitch, and he was feeling weary from the blood loss to boot.

Honestly, the agent was more than pissed off at himself for screwing up--- how could he have been so careless to set off the alarm while unlocking the picks on the safe? He had spent the last few hours mentally fuming. That had been a considerably amatuer move, and even though Gevanni had managed to take on most of the guards that came piling onto him immediately afterwards, one of them had even managed to get a good shot at him with an armed rifle, which brought him down to his current state now.

He sighed internally, and comforted himself with the fact that he had at least managed to retrieve the documents he was going after with success. This whole mission wasn't an entirely wasted trip, in that sense. He turned his head, and tried cautiously peeking through the curtain of leaves concealing the entrance of his hiding place, hoping to see signs of the other SPK members soon.

Dammit, Halle, I hope you got my message.

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Headcanon #5

5: "Gevanni was the only remaining member who left the SPK after the Kira case was over."

I say this because during the one-shot after the two-year time skip, he was the only one absent when both Halle and Rester went to visit Near to discuss the case of the uprising 'X-Kira'.

He left because of two reasons: one, because he wanted to take some time off his work to recover from the mental stress and trauma which working on the Kira case had inflicted, and two, because he had a few personal conflicts regarding the way Near ran the SPK. (Whiiiiich I linked to the bit in his How-To-Read that stated that he hates 'arrogant superiors'. And come on, Near is pretty damn arrogant.)

Gevanni obviously still kept in touch with Halle and Rester due to the interpersonal bonds they've forged over the years, still asks about Near from time to time, but ultimately went ahead to work for another organization after the resumption of his career.

It can be said, however, that he does still keep a special place in his heart for the SPK and the life-changing experience it brought to him.

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"Gevanni, Hello. How have you been if I may ask?"

"…Near?" Gevanni glanced up and blinked in noticeable surprise at his former boss. This was a face he wasn’t quite expecting to see, no, not at all. Not ever since he left the SPK after the demise of Kira. "I— well, I’ve been fine. It’s been a fairly long time, hasn’t it? How have you been, sir? Good, I hope.”

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"Nothing else I'd rather do." He answered tonelessly, smirking to himself.

"You sounded quite eager to do me just a minute ago,” Stephenie retroted back, snickering to herself. “Whatever happened to that?”

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Sulk? Impossible. He would enjoy watching her squirm. And having finished all his work the night before, he had the day to do as he pleased. He slid into his armchair and opened The Aeneid.

Whether Harrison himself believed that he was sulking or not, Stephenie was adamant on the belief that he was. His non-responsive behaviour in regards to her accusation wasn’t helping, either. “So you’re just going to sit there and read?” She asked, flipping open her laptop to key in some vital details about the Kira case. All she needed to do was compile her report data and she’d be free for the day. "That's new."

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Harrison returned to the bedroom after his shower and dropped his towel to pull on clothes. "Very well." He said simply as he passed her. "You'll come to regret what you've said."

"If you insist, love." She almost laughed, twirling her pen between her deft fingers. It wasn’t that she didn’t want him as much as he did her— oh no, she thought while watching his towel fall to his feet. But it would’ve been nice if he had been a little more polite about it. A coy grin curled onto her lips. “It’s not very pretty to sulk like a child, Harry.”

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Harry snickered lightly the bathroom. "I expect you in here in a few minutes." He called nonchalantly before stepping into the steamy water. Organized by tomorrow. He could have it done in five minutes.

Expected her in there? Hah, what a joke. Stephnie wasn’t about to let herself be ordered around like some kind of maid. “I’m sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Lidner, but I’ve already taken my morning shower.” she replied calmly, refusing to budge from where she was sitting. If he wanted her that badly, he’d have to come to her, instead.

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He stopped by her desk on the way to the bathroom. "Right, right. However, I don't seem to be the one working on a Sunday morning." He said simply, and continued to the bathroom and shucked off his sweatpants to shower.

She sniffed indignantly and followed him with a half-hearted glare on his back. Smart-ass. “I’ve got to get these filed and organised by tomorrow. Do you want Near to get me fired?” Stephenie set down her mug again, and picked up the scattered patters to re-shuffle them. “Don’t forget to wash behind your ears this time!” She called out, just before he shut the bathroom door.

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Harry snickered, rolling his shoulders and getting up. "Yeah." He said on an exhale, yawning again before making his way over to the pull-up bar that hug from the closet door and jumping up to it.

"Tch." Setting down the documents onto the table, Stephenie finally rolled her eyes up at Harrison as she brought the porcelain mug to her lips. "I’ve been telling you repetitively not to overwork yourself. And do you ever listen to me? No." As if to prove her point, she arched a brow at him when he leapt up to the pull-up bar, putting a start to his routinely exercise. She held back a sigh—  why was he always so determined to overexert himself? At least it was a Sunday and both of them were excused from office duties until the following morning.

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Harrison awoke mid-morning that Saturday, glad to have caught up on sleep. "Morning, Steph." He yawned quietly, in case she was still asleep, but she never was. He pulled his fingers through his hair and stretched, sitting up, clad only in sweatpants.

Without taking her eyes off the complicated documents she’s been studying, Stephenie Loud replied with something that resembled a grunt of acknowledgement toward her live-in boyfriend cum co-worker. “Mhm,” she nodded, and reached out for the mug of thick, aromatic coffee sitting on a coaster on top of her desk. “Mornin’, Mister Sleepyhead. Somebody clearly went out like a light last night. Feeling refreshed, I hope?”

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Genderbent Gevanni: Stephenie Loud

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// Miss Stephenie Loud / Stephenie Genevieve.

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The agent rolled her eyes and winked. "Please. I've beaten him before. "

He raised a curious brow, uncertain if he believed her. Hard to believe she could out-drink a man who was twice her size. "Oh, really? Pity I wasn't there to witness this amazing feat of yours, then."