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Shinichi Kudo ([personal profile] deductiongeek) wrote in [community profile] voidtreckerexpress2020-04-24 05:21 pm

Egret 26

Who: Shinichi and Anyone
What: Shinichi makes his entrance on the train. Conan has some explaining to do.
Where: Various Locations
When: Egret 26

Kitchen, Morning
By the time the first interrogation finally finishes, Shinichi was feeling more than a little shaky. The change took a lot out of him, just as always.  And this time it had been so unexpected that he'd had no time to prepare.

And so it is that the first thing he does as himself is to fill a plate with food and head out to one of the tables to eat.


Various Locations, Mid Morning
Shinichi had a major problem. Not only had his change been witnessed by far too many people, but he was now stuck here on the train with no way to explain how he had suddenly appeared in the middle of the month, while Conan had disappeared. And with no idea how long he had until he started changing back.

And so he spends much of the morning moving around the cars, trying to avoid anyone he knew well.

He hated this. For the first time in months he was in his real body.  He could use his real name and he had his real height back. And he couldn't even enjoy it. It was just more hiding and lying, just in a different way.



unfavorableinstigation: It is dark, but Nita is inside reading a book. (Reading Indoors)

Standard Car

[personal profile] unfavorableinstigation 2020-04-24 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Meeting in this car was predictable, really.

Even like this.

"... Offer still stands," she said quietly, pointedly not staring at Shinichi. She kept her eyes to her book.

Trying to focus on what to do next. Which went for many things, not just Conan's problem.

"About the privacy shield."
sweetnessandfight: (uncertain)

Kitchen

[personal profile] sweetnessandfight 2020-04-25 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Kaito! Over here!" She waved to the young man. Sarai and Dread usually switched up their shifts in the kitchen when Purple was on meal duty, so that one of them could herd those less capable...

"So how are you?" she asked, making room and offering him a smile.
sweetnessandfight: (Dread did what now?)

[personal profile] sweetnessandfight 2020-04-25 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
That was...curious. More than curious. But she hadn't pressed after the inspectors, and that alone explains why Sarai is clueless. She and Dread had just circled the wagons and protected him--as was the way of a Warrior of Light. Sometimes you didn't need to ask questions, you needed to just do.

"Pray tell, what did I mix up?" she asked, looking up at him curiously. If anything, she's just confused...

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dredefulchilde: (glare)

Kitchen

[personal profile] dredefulchilde 2020-04-25 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Joscelin still hasn’t forgiven Shinichi for terrifying him with that little display of nearly dying, and then suddenly turning into a near adult and confusing them all. He stands in the kitchen, arms crossed and feeling quite put out.

“Fetch me down that yogurt,” he orders. It’s on a high shelf in the refrigerator, and he’d always struggled to reach it in the past. “The strawberry one.”

He turns to another high shelf. “And those cornflakes. Oh, and don’t forget the milk.”
dredefulchilde: (confused)

[personal profile] dredefulchilde 2020-04-25 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
“You sound quite different now that your bollocks have dropped,” Joscelin retorts crudely. He pours milk into his cornflakes. “You could’ve said something. It would’ve come out eventually that you were lying about...oh, everything, and there are those here who might’ve been able to help with your curse. Poison. Whatever.”

The boy angrily mashes his cornflakes into a paste. Is this liquid enough for the Doctor?

“It was obvious that you were no mere seven year old. You’re almost as clever as me.”

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mtsilver_conquor: (Unsure of this path)

Game Car

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If it's one thing Eva is really, really good at when there was little else to do was keeping her hands busy, Or, in this case, working on recreating some decks of cards for a game from home so she didn't think too hard about yesterday's abrupt way the mission had ended.

The decks are little more than scraps of paper right now with numbers (1-150) and various pokemon-types; she hasn't started writing out the names, yet.

Eva barely glances up before she starts talking.

"Ah- Kuro-" Pause. Another look up, this time with a frown and narrowed eyes, hand already on the pokeball on her belt. "Who are you and don't say Kuroba-kun."
mtsilver_conquor: (Rivals can be a pain in the arse.)

[personal profile] mtsilver_conquor 2020-04-26 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes." Blunt. Because they do, but now she's actually looking, she can see differences. But it doesn't stop narrowed eyes; this is a person she doesn't know, who shouldn't be on the train-

Damnit. If this is related to whatever secrets Kaito's holding- (Not like she actually has room to talk, though, given her own secrets, but details.) "Who are you? We can talk privately if you'd rather?"

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laurefindil: (Chilling)

Kitchen

[personal profile] laurefindil 2020-04-26 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Glorfindel followed Shinichi out into the dining area with a tray holding a teapot and a coffee pot and some cups. He poured the coffee into a cup and put it down next to the man, then poured himself a cup of tea, doctoring it just how he liked it.

"If you need more food, just let me know. This transformation of yours obviously expends a lot of energy," he said.

[Glorfindel is definitely glowing right now as he is trying to help Shinichi's body cope with the changes.]
laurefindil: (Default)

Re: Kitchen

[personal profile] laurefindil 2020-05-05 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Glorfindel nodded, not pushing it. It is obvious that the change affected Shinichi emotionally even more than it did physically.

"Oh, this?" He waved a hand at the sunlight brightening the room. "Did I not mention that part of being reborn? That I carry the light of the sun within me?"

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wizard_redfive: (Sidelook)

Kitchen

[personal profile] wizard_redfive 2020-04-27 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
Dairine waits until everyone else has cleared out of the room and Shinichi has finally had some alone time before coming back to check on him.

"Hey," she says as she walks up to the table.

"How're you holding up?"
wizard_redfive: (Default)

Re: Kitchen

[personal profile] wizard_redfive 2020-05-03 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
"That good, huh."

Dairine sips a mug of hot chocolate that she had made while waiting. If she's gonna be staying up even later, warm beverages are a must.

"Perceptive as ever, I see," she says as she puts the mug down. "The place that we met before... You might not believe it, but you changed back to your regular age more than once. Usually it was due to the castle's interference, but one time you made a mistake when you had a cold."

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najaran: (Sleepy Yawn)

Kitchen - morning

[personal profile] najaran 2020-04-28 12:47 pm (UTC)(link)
YAAAAAAWN. Najaran has been sleeping a lot since the disaster mission. Partially as a way to not think about it, but also because she's still not used to being allowed to sleep in when she wants and go to bed when she wants. So she was, once again, half asleep and stumbling. This time she actually managed to find the kitchen within a half hour of tumbling out of bed, so that was something! Even a broken clock is right twice a day....

More asleep than awake she grabbed some random food and drifted to the seating area, sitting across from him and dumping what she grabbed on the table. Some of it was eatable as is, some of it was but who would want to. Some of it... she was too asleep to realize was raw.

Yawning again she grabbed an onion and was about to take a bite of it as if it were an apple.
najaran: (Apple Eat)

Re: Kitchen - morning (Sadly, my grandfather actually ate them this way.)

[personal profile] najaran 2020-05-15 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
She sniffed a few times. Odd scent. "What izzat?" she asked around another yawn. And... bit into the onion, Started chewing.