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[Ran switches on the video feed. She is wearing a turtleneck with a colorful red scarf and shining red rose brooch. Holding a steaming cup of milk tea, her nose and cheeks have gotten rosy, nipped by the cold.]

Say, is there a postal service where we're at? I've got Christmas gifts I need to mail out within the next week or so if I expect them to reach their recipients.

[She shrugs her shoulders and her smile widens.]

And I've got a question for you - if you were a guy who liked mysteries a little too much, played soccer and was traveling all the time - what kind of Christmas gifts would you like?

[Waves a hand before reaching over to shut off the feed.]

Thanks in advance!

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[Ran's eyes light up at the sight of Heiji. The video's not quite clear enough for her to notice the subtle differences quite yet, not to mention she hasn't seen him recently enough to have his appearance clear in her mind.]

Hattori-kun! I was wondering when I'd see you! [Ran then flatly stares to the side.] I'd happily give him a quiet weekend, but that's his choice, not mine.

I wouldn't blame him for that, Ran. *first noteable difference right there*

Hey, where are ya? We should catch up. It's been too long since I saw ya.

[Ran furrowed her brow in concern. Something was off. Did something happen..?]

Y...yeah. I'm in Conan-kun's and my room at the moment.

Ah, still the same? Hope I remember where it is. I'll be right up there.

*he heads upstairs, but does end up having to watch the nameplates to find their door. It's been way too long to remember something as silly as a room number.

He knocks on the door lightly, his expression shadowed. Over video is one thing, but in person....he didn't know how he was going to take it. This was almost cruel*

[Ran opens the door, greeting Heiji with a bright smile. It wasn't Kazuha, but Ran was relieved to have a familiar face at the manor, especially someone who was friendly with Conan.]

Hattori-kun! It's been a while! Have you told Conan-kun you're here?

*sorry Ran, have a hug! ...from a man who may look like Heiji but is clearly older than you. Feel free to freak out on him?*

[She may not freak out like her, but like Kazuha, she'll probably take it the wrong way. Ran's body stiffens and she can feel the blood rush up her neck to her face. Cue the stuttering.]

Hah--Ha-Hattori-kun?! What are you doing?! [She says this in an extremely hushed and frantic tone. What if someone saw them?! What if it got back to Kazuha-chan?! She'd be a goner.]

*who has time for shame in the world he lives in? He does let her go though, and now the differences are clear. Aside from the scar on his face, he's got another peeking up from the collar of his shirt, several on his arms and hands, and his right arm in heavily bandaged. His hair is about the same length, but cut inexpertly. He's grinning in what couldn't be mistaken as anything but relief*

Sorry, it's just....It's so good to see ya. Young as ya are. *he never thought he would again*

[Ran's brow furrows, and a pause sits heavily between them as her eyes go over the scars scattered about Heiji's person. Her mouth gapes a bit in awe. What happened to him?]

Young...Hattori-kun, what's happened to you...?

[She obviously was asking entirely out of concern. He looked like he'd gone through the ringer a few times.]

*he'd be honest with her, but from the sound of it she was from a time before the war with the bastards they were targeting. He couldn't risk her finding out this soon, could he? Kudo would kill him, even knowing what he knows now*

Few fights, nothing too serious. *he subtly slides his hands behind him, lifting the back of his shirt to cover his gun. It may have been a little tight around his chest, but the waist should be loose enough to keep it from being obvious*

[Ran keeps her eyes on Heiji, taking an awkward step back as she brings one hand to hold her other arm, and rubbing it slowly.]

....

[That didn't explain...]

...so...have you run into Conan-kun yet? He'll want to know you're here, I bet.

You could say that. *young Shinichi, more like...*

He was here when I last came here too.

*you don't want him to explain. It's a terrible story and he doesn't even know if you're alive back home*

[Ran runs her open palms on the front of her jeans. They were a little balmy all of a sudden. She wasn't sure if she should ask--actually, it was probably just Heiji being his Osakan self, right? They were always more outgoing than Tokyoites. Yeah, that's it!]

"Last came here"? Were you out somewhere else before?

[Are you able to leave this place..? At will?]

Aa. Eventually I went back 'ome, or maybe I woke up. It's been years.

Nothin's changed. *he looks like it's been about that long since he's seen you, too*

[Ran is a bit confused by Heiji's explanation, as it's plain as day on her face.]

Have you...how is Kazuha-chan doing?

[He looked a little worse for wear, and she gasped when she remembered her manners.]

Why don't you come in? Conan-kun's not here at the moment, so you can sit on his bed if you like.

[Ran steps back to allow Heiji inside.]

*he can't stop the grimace. Kazuha had been with him, running from Them. It had all gone horribly wrong. Hopefully she got away, but she was going to be so worried about him. Even now he was probably bleeding out on the floor of some business's back room. She might never know until the next morning's news report.

If he wasn't dead and just dreaming this place again, then she was going to kill him when he makes it home. If he even could.

Taking the offer as an excuse to not answer right away, he smiles and moves to sit on Conan's bed.*

Thanks. It feel good to sit for a few minutes. Ya can't believe how shaky yer legs can get after ye run too hard.

[Ran noticed that grimace. She couldn't let that one pass.]

Hattori-kun. [Her voice got gravely low, and she leaned in to stare Heiji down.]

What. Happened. To Kazuha-chan? And just what were you running from?!

N-nothin'... *she was fine when they split up. He hopes she's still okay*

We...we were just runnin'... ya know, like a race. *okay, yeah. No matter what age she was, Ran still had their entire group whipped. Fond, sad memories. He hopes she was okay too.*

[Ran flatstares at Heiji. She takes a hold of his left hand and jerks it up to get a closer look.]

I thought so.

[She drops his hand and sticks an index finger in Heiji's face.]

More like she was chasing after you since you're not married yet.

*he matches the look, drawing up his defenses. This was a familiar reaction to be dusting off. It was nice.*

Oi! She wouldn't do that, it was 'er decision much as mine t'not get married just yet, okay? *that might be a mild blush*

Well! At least you two are being honest with each other. [She couldn't say as much as the time she came from.]

[Ran retracted her finger and gave Heiji some space. She wanted to ask if it was because they were letting her and Shinichi go first, but she wasn't going to fall into that temptation. Not to mention she was assuming that things actually went her way in the future.]

*it would break his heart to tell her that she and Shinichi had WAY more problems stopping them than he and Kazuha.*

Course we bein' honest with each other. What does that even mean?

[Here comes a knowing smile.]

Oh come on, Hattori-kun. You and Kazuha-chan are in complete denial--at least you were as high schoolers.

We were no-okay, maybe we were. We got over that a LONG time ago. *sure, he'd been in the hospital at the time, but you know? Facing your own mortality does that kind of thing for a man. He'd never gone out alone after that*

Hmn. Good. [Ran folds her arms and takes a step back from the bed.]

It looks like you have a lot of healing-up to do. Did you want me to get you anything to eat?

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