Conan Edogawa - Case 022 - [In Person]

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

[There is a mound of tribbles out in the hall and they are all happily purring away as a few more join the others. The mound starts to move and a few fall off as Conan attempts to unbury himself from the fuzzy creatures... however, they aren't having any of that as they regroup on him again. It seems they like him...]

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[nofishplz.livejournal.com]

[Kaito stumbles across this scene of Conan being buried by fuzzballs and has to snicker, because this is just too silly.

Though it does look like he might need a hand. He puts the hat and sunglasses he's been wearing when interacting in person with Conan on once again before calling attention to himself.]

You sure are popular, Tantei-kun. Need a hand?

[The white tribble who insists on following him stops near his ankles and seems to watch the scene curiously.]

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

[Conan squirms free as far as he can and glares up at the thief.]

They've all decided I make a nice perch.

[nofishplz.livejournal.com]

I can see that. [Still sniggering to himself, Kaito walked over to Conan and pulled him out of the pile.]

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

[Conan just sighs as he's successfully pulled away from the tribbles]

How much longer can the author entertain herself with these things?

[One or two of the really stubborn ones somehow managed to hold on]

[nofishplz.livejournal.com]

Does she ever have any of these events of hers last less than a week? [Kaito doesn't put Conan down, because he has the feeling they'll just pile on him again, and while he still thought this was pretty funny, it wouldn't accomplish much either.

It seemed like the last few events had all lasted about a week, but he was still new here so he might as well ask.]

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

I don't think so. [he sighed] Once, and event had lasted two weeks- he'd been in the fake pripyat two weeks]

Hopefully by Monday they'll all be gone... if the manor isn't over flowing with them by that time.

[radical-edward0.livejournal.com]

Yay!!

[Her voice might be slightly muffled by the vast amount of Tribbles Conan is under but Edward is clearly thrilled]

So many so many! Did he name them yet?!

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

[there is a muffled response from Conan-it's kind of hard to talk when you're buried under tribbles]

[radical-edward0.livejournal.com]

[She sticks her head in the pile of Tribbles. She grabs his arms and tugs him out]

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

[He is very grateful to be save from the tribbles that seem very attached to him but that's not really what's on his mind as he grabbed both arms. Which included the injured left arm in a sling.

Usually, Conan has a high tolerance for pain. But, not when he is recovering from a recent gunshot wound. He cries out loudly, sounding just like the injured child he resembles.

The pain is quickly replaced by anger and irritation]

Oi! You can't just grab someone when their arms in a sling!

[radical-edward0.livejournal.com]

[Ed cocks her head an examines it. She knows what slings are, she lives with Spike Spigel after all.]

Oopsies!

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

Geez.

[Conan is not aggravatedly rubbing his injured shoulder]

[radical-edward0.livejournal.com]

What happened to his arm?

[She's a little too close to him, in usual Ed fashion]

What did he doooo? Does it hurt if Ed does this?

[She pokes it]

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

Yes! It does! [Conan hisses and quickly withdraws]

I got shot, alright? Please don't touch it.

[radical-edward0.livejournal.com]

Whooooa! Shot!? How did that happen!?

[She wasn't here when Keiichi was shot]

Ed hasn't seen any guns here....

[Another poke a little higher this time]

Does that hurt?

[always1truth.livejournal.com]

Came across someone that didn't like me-he was only a monster though, not the real thing.

Not as bad as when you were poking the exact location of the bullet wound.

[radical-edward0.livejournal.com]

His monster was a person?

[Ed considers this]

Scary-scary person. Was he real? Is he bad? Does he know him?

[Ed considers this]

Can Edward help you? Ed is an inventor and a scientist and a hacker! Let Ed fix you!

[She pulls her goggles down over her eyes and reaches out semi-threateningly]

Let Edward fiiiiiix yoooou!