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duskgathers:
in all honesty, ran had never wanted to go to tropical land ever again.
ever since conan-kun had entered her life, she’s seen numerous amounts of cases and dead bodies, even more than when she had hung out with shinichi, but none of those had really compared to the murder that happened on that roller coaster ride.
it was also the place, she remembers, that she had that premonition that shinichi was going to disappear from her life. in a sense, he did. shinichi disappeared, conan-kun came, and while she’s seen shinichi since, he’s changed ( she knows why, of course, but… still ).
ran blinks, coming out of her thoughts as the curious voice of conan-kun reaches her ears, and she smiles down at him. ‘ ah, sorry, i guess i didn’t tell you, right, conan-kun ? my friend wanted to meet us at the food court in the park, so that’s where we’re heading now. ’
he laughs, though quietly dismissing the other’s short memory. she always seemed to be like that. moving so quickly that he himself, with his swift intelligence, had a hard time keeping up sometimes.
gaze flickers around the many rides that seemed like such cheery obstacles to others, but dark and looming figures to him. a shiver as he remembers racing between the twists and turns of coasters after the men coated in black that would change his life so drastically.
“ friend ? do i know this friend, ran - neechan ? ”
chxmpionofjustice:
The lemure had actually been rather easy to dispatch, which was both great and disconcerting at the same time. Maybe she was starting to get paranoid, but it could mean there was more to come. After it was destroyed, a feat that for once did not leave her dripping with sweat, Sailor Moon approached the victims, helping a brunette girl around her age up with a gentle smile as she asked if she and her little brother were okay.
There had barely been an answer when the boy addressed her and Usagi blinked a bit at his question, thrown off, confusion furrowing her brow as she tilted her head at him.
“Tricks?” she echoed, kneeling down so she was closer to his level rather than talking down at him. Of course, Usagi wasn’t that tall to begin with so she didn’t have too far to go. As for his question, she wasn’t sure that she liked how he questioned it. Tricks. As if she was deceiving or performing street magic. She was doing neither. If it weren’t for the fact that he actually looked genuinely curious, she might have thought he was trying to get a rise out of her. After she’d just saved his life.
It’d happened before; kids could be strange.
“What do you mean by that?” Sailor Moon asked, adding on as a bemused smile curled her lips, “I just used my powers.”
the way she looked at him reminded him to tread lightly. even if he wore the face of a kid, and turned a tone of childish wonder -- he didn’t want to accidentally offend the person that more than likely saved their lives.
however, that was just the person he was -- so he pushed forward a bit.
❝ yeah ! tricks ! magic tricks, kinda like the kaito kid, huh ? magic isn’t real, right ? ❞ finger settles at his lip, and his head lulls slighly in that same mock curiosity.
shinichi believed in nothing, but the truth. nothing, but what he could touch and hold in hand. so, of course, he wasn’t going to sit there and suddenly just take the other’s word as law.
❝ powers ? like a superhero ? those aren’t real either. ❞ finger taps at his lip, a soft hum along with it.
parisprivate-eye:
Having to hold a snort beginning to break free was one thing but what mostly had the detective increasingly amused was how the smaller kid was just way too fixated into looking for evidence just as she was - Not having been taken in consideration at all until she’d been the only to make up sense on what he’s said about the case. “ Oh? Guess dirt ain’t doin any good for ya, need a lift? ” Carefree and still fighting the urge to tease given right now it was not the time. There was a murder – somehow – and the police has been just too astonishing slow at it.
A hand reaches out and surprise of surprises! The kid was light (or she really was just that strong.) – picking him up like a cat from the fabrics of his clothes, high enough for him to have a better look while her expression began to crack with the slight hint of a chuckle. “ Now, tiny Holmes. I ain’t yo Watson ‘ere but I can’t ignore that yer just right 'bout ya suspicions. Ya have a good eye compared ta the others, give ya best. ”
It still felt scandalous that there was still the fact no one really realized the kid somehow had slipped past the police at all. But then again… She used to do the same in her own early years – Not that Charlotte ever stopped that by now, oh no. Even with the protests of her own father there she was, being absolutely the best older figure of a kid in a crime scene!
he would pout if his sense of self wasn’t as strong as it was. pride made him push his head upward, even when being lifted like a cat.
not that he minded that much on his end. it gave him a perfect view of the necklace that had been found mere inches from the body, but unclasped.
❝ well, the marks in the dirt were extremely useful, sure. ❞
sarcasm dosed in his tone as he examines the clasps that seemed unbroken, even with the victim having been thrown from such a height. it just didn’t make sense with the way the body was positioned.
a part of him quickly reminded him that he should be acting like a kid -- however, it seems that that boat had swiftly left the harbor. all he could do was more than likely play the ‘ gifted for his age ‘ card.
it’s worked before.
❝ hey, look there. ❞
he points slightly, a small hair located in the middle of the clasp, a different color than the victims.
❝ someone put it on her after the murder, she wasn’t wearing that at the conference. ❞
just a day in the life of mouri ran (insp)
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❝ you know, i can’t help if i can’t see the evidence. ❞
exhasperation slipped from his throat as he glanced at the other detective, an eyebrow lulling upward quietly waiting for the assistance that he definitely needed in this form.
arms cross, and even without whatever evidence may be above his head currently -- he was already thinking through scenarios in which the murder was cast.
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how convenient that he would end up at the same amusement park that had turned him this small in the first place. eyes direct away from the certain rollercoaster as he was forced to hold the hand of ran as they weaved between the crowds.
was there a reason she had just suddenly stated that they were going to go here during their short breaks ? not that conan could figure. though, ran was always good at throwing off his contemplative sort.
❝ ran - niichan ! where are we going ? ❞ head lulls slightly, curiosity forced on his face in the wide way a child’s would.
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conan pauses when a dog runs up to him, a short yip from him growing his interest as he slowly moved to scratch under the neck of the pup.
where did he come from ? conan had no clue. fingers gently roam through the fur, and a smile gently spreads across his features.
no matter how old he may be mentally, around a dog -- he was the age he appeared.
❝ hey buddy, where’s your owner ? ❞
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exploring the area, conan would only give a vague gaze toward the many varying rooms of the prestigious school. while mori was investigating some infidelity case that the secretary of this school had hired him for ( those cases never did interest him much. the answer was usually yes. ), conan was taking the chance to explore.
it wasn’t every day that you were able to look freely around ouran.
the ❛ child ❜ , while not paying attention, would slam into legs of someone. a glance upward, and he notices it’s one of the many students.
laughter shakes him and he gives a child - like grin, ❝ sorry ! i wasn’t looking ! ❞
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the fight was definitely interesting to see. the ❝ magic ❞ seeming to bounce across the place making his eyes follow it with increasing skepticism. he didn’t doubt that the other was a crime fighter, but what he did doubt was the supposed magic that seemed to bounce through the area.
when the supposed champion of justice came to check on him and ran, he couldn’t help, but pipe up.
❝ what tricks did you use to defeat that guy ? ❞ of course, he was smart enough to use his childish voice so it didn’t seem too cynical for a kid.
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