// So i was looking at my haibara blog tag and first thing i see is my hermes!kai thread w @whiteliesredeyes and im just sbbbing rn i need to stop procrastinating on both blogs bc lookit all them stuff i want to reply to omfg //
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// So i was looking at my haibara blog tag and first thing i see is my hermes!kai thread w @whiteliesredeyes and im just sbbbing rn i need to stop procrastinating on both blogs bc lookit all them stuff i want to reply to omfg //
'soul'
send me a ‘soul’ and my muse will describe what they think your muse’s soul ‘sounds’ like
“Like velvet and shadows.” Paused; those weren’t sounds, really, but… “Kind of… the whisper of silk sliding over Celestial bronze. Ripples of pebbles that have been dropped into a lake. The sound my dad makes, when he moves quickly.”
miyanohaibara ;
He’s dropped by on a relatively regular basis, thanks to a tendency of the experimental subjects... dying, pretty often. Which didn’t put him off the way it probably should’ve; but then again, he’s been leading souls of the dead to charon for a long, long time.
Too familiar with Thanatos’ effects to be on edge from it, anymore.
And yet, even then --
“Wow, that’s... significantly bloodier than usual,” he noted, a brow raised. “What did that poor soul do to piss you off?”
◊ //winkwinknudgenudge//
Put a “◊” in my ask for a sticky note left on your fridge in the morning by my muse.
┌ Ojou-san, Here’s your daily reminder that I’m not an express delivery service. That would be my dad. ( cheers, and have fun with the fleece ) ┘
◊ //winkwinknudgenudge//
Put a "◊" in my ask for a sticky note left on your fridge in the morning by my muse.
┌ Miss death-and-gloom, Those poor souls seemed more -- ah -- torn apart than usual. Physically. Try not to do that, again? They whine so much more than they really should, and I hate my job enough as is. ( oh, and I left another magnet for you ) ┘
Five (5) Cast Members
Even more people than usual-! “Everybody, please work your hardest today!”
“Ai-chan? Is that you?” Questioned the teenage girl as she entered the home of the professor. Kneeling down to the younger who’d opened the door for her.
“Say, I have a few questions to ask you Ai-chan, before Conan-kun gets in here.. Have you seen or heard from Shinichi? I know Okiya Subaru lives in his home but..he is friends with your caretaker, Agasa..” Ran paused, thinking.. would a child even know? She probably didn’t pay attention to these things. “Any thoughts..?”