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Local Psychic(?) Does Your Laundry

WHO: Reigen and OTA
WHERE: Sleeper Cars, potentially Store Car
WHEN: Bassoon Day 6, Morning
WHAT: Reigen acts like a responsible human being and hunts down people's laundry.
WARNING: None, aside from Reigen being Reigen, probably.

Reigen likes the supernatural as much as the next guy, but he still can't help but seek out some sense of normalcy. He needs something basic to occupy himself with to fight off the threats of ennui and cabin fever from being stuck on a train, so when he rereads the train itinerary and sees laundry on the list of chores for his team, he figures now is a good enough time to take care of that. Time to be a responsible citizen!

Once he's gotten a basket to carry stuff, he starts with tossing the clothes from his own cabin in there (he'll have to use extra detergent for Jessica's, he thinks, maybe even put her clothes in a bag with some baking soda before washing them just to make sure the smoke smell is gone), then knocks on some other nearby cabins.

"Morning. I'm trying to get a full load of laundry, help me out here."

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Heiji was so bored. Not too many people had responded to his invitation to play baseball and while they'd had fun anyway, that had been what felt like days ago. Conan and his paranoia was getting on his nerves and he was tired of being dressed in orange.

He hears the call from when Reigen stops at the door before his and hops off his bunk. He opens the door and sees someone else in orange. Oh, right. "Hey, I'll help you with those. I'm on laundry duty too." Before he can get an answer, he's going back into his room- leaving the door open- to gather up dirty clothes from his roommates. They end up in a pile in the middle of the room before he's looking around for a basket or bag or..

"Where'd you find the basket?"

Oh, look at that, someone else in orange that he didn't recognize! Now Reigen only has to do half of this laundry on his own! What luck! Nothing like utilizing the boredom of the youth to get work done.

"Sure thing, kid! There's bound to be more than one person can carry." Seeing the amount of dirty laundry in the middle of Heiji's room, Reigen tries to flatten down the clothes that are in the basket to make sure multiple stops to this room in particular are not needed.

"The baskets were in the store room with the washing machines...I forget how many there were. Enough."

"The store room? Okay, I'll go get one. I'll be right back." He leaves the door open again as he takes off to fetch a basket. It doesn't take long before he's back with one.

"Hey, how are we going to know whose clothes are whose?" He looks back at the pile he'd made in the middle of his room, whether it was still there or not. He didn't really want to mix up people's underwear who just happened to be similar sizes.

Reigen takes it on himself to start putting what he can of the little pile Heiji made into his own basket while he's gone. He stops once the boy comes back with that question.

"Ah-- you have a point. All of these polos blend together...jeez, we'll have to make people write their names on the tags of their clothes from now on." He frowns a little, realizing now that there are probably a bunch of similar pairs of undergarments and pants that could get mixed up. "For now we'll just have to keep things organized and tell people to come claim the stuff we can't attribute to a person once things are done if it happens."

Heiji nods, in agreement. "Do you remember where my room's stuff started? Maybe we can at least separate it that way for now." He, Luke, and Kaito were pretty similar, but Miles was taller and thinner. He didn't really like the idea of mixing up underwear, but what were they going to do about it? They were about to get washed so did it really matter?

He levels out the load and then follows Reigen back to the store carriage. "Why do you suppose we're all wearing the same color? Has anyone figured this out yet?"

“Yeah, I’ve got an idea.” The purple women’s clothes from Renee and Jessie could give him some clue where one room ended and another began. He’s not going to worry too intensely over the idea.

“Hm...well, Spider-san mentioned them being teams, but...that doesn’t explain what the colors represent.” He would punctuate his next statement with some sort of hand flourish, but he’s holding laundry right now. “My theory? It’s their assessment of our potential. It’s easy to do that if you have enough power of your own...I don’t think it’s just a strength measure, though, more like...a type of skillset. I need to find out what being in teams even makes us do aside from chores, though.”

"Skillset?" He asks, but thinks it over. He waits while Reigen puts in the first load in the washing machine. "Are they a scale or maybe they represent a specific skillset? For instance, maybe the blue team are good pilots or something and red are good at something else. Think that's likely?"

He'd rather think that way than think he hadn't been a certain skill strong enough to be in say, the red team, so he's in orange as junior varsity so to speak.

"I'm Hattori Heiji, by the way. I'm guessing you're not Eva, and I've met everyone else, so.. Reigen-han?"

He tosses some of those clothes into the washing machine so that his hands are free to point at Heiji affirmatively. "That's exactly what I thought! I've noticed a lot of people with potential in all four teams, so it's probably not a scale. The only question is what the colors point out...what do we all have in common?"

It's like some sort of riddle...what do two high schoolers, an elf, a grade-schooler, a woman with some winged pet, a psychic entrepreneur, and a giant spider have in common?

"Yep! Reigen Arataka, at your service! I look forward to working with you, Heiji-kun!" On what is basically instinct at this point, Reigen hands Heiji a business card: It contains the website and phone number for Spirits and Such Consultation Office, and an offer of 'every ten paid exorcisms gets you 50% off your eleventh!' on the other side. Why is he doing this? Who is even going to give him business on this train?

Heiji was thinking just about the same thing. If it had just been Conan and him, he could've made some guesses but Kaito seemed like just a classmate. As he was handed a card, he examined it. It was amusing to get something like this in a situation there was no way this was helpful, but it was interesting to see what the man did.

He frowns a little. "What is a Spirits and Such Consultant? Is this like a ghost hunter?"

"More or less. I take care of hauntings, possessions, and any other problems that are caused by malicious spirits. There's gotta be ghosts where you're from, right?"

Perhaps a connection to the supernatural was what they all had in common, Reigen thought. Though he hadn't seen everyone, it could make sense, even if with his case and Kaito's it might be a little bit of a stretch.

"So.. that's three of us who are investigators or detectives," Hattori points out. "I don't know about Curufin or Eva though. I haven't met her, but Curufin seems to have a lot of insight about things. Did you meet Eva or know anything about her?"

He leans against a counter and puts his hand to his chin in thought. Was Kaito another detective?

"Oh, you're a detective, Heiji-kun? That's pretty decent work if you can find it!" Reigen himself considered being a private investigator at some point before the Spirits and Such business started picking up. He really hoped Heiji would have more cases than investigating cheating spouses and missing persons in the future.

"I haven't met her myself, I've just seen her around. Curufin's an interesting case though...he mentioned being dead before, but I guess he got better? We'll have to see if Eva is either involved with detective work or the supernatural. Those are my two theories right now."

Heiji laughs lightly, nodding. "All I have to do is stick around Kudo- er- Conan-kun and there's always mystery to solve. He's like a magnet for murders. One of the police officers asked him once to see a priest it was getting so bad."

He gives Reigen an odd look when he talks about Curufin. "He's been dead before? How does that work?" He shakes his head. "I don't think Conan-kun, Kaito-hun, or myself have anything to do with the supernatural." Unless you count the fact they were friends with someone who was a seventeen year old trapped in a seven year old's body.

"Conan-kun? That's, uh...the kid, right?" Through process of elimination and having met the other guys on his team, Reigen could guess as much. "A little kid solving murders...supernatural or not, that's still unexpected. Maybe we're all just weird smart people."

Reigen shrugs at the whole Curufin deal. "From what he said, I guess he bargained his way out of being dead by telling the God of Death to shove it? I didn't know ghosts could do that, but he didn't seem like he was lying. Plus, there's a giant spider on our team, so not the weirdest thing on here." Was the spider a detective? Reigen would have to ask her that next he saw her.

"There are some very strange people on board," he remarks, shaking his head. "But yes, Conan is seven." That's how he appeared anyway. "I wonder if we can't test that theory. Once we go to the next world, maybe we can find an IQ test we can all take."

He sighs and looks around. "Until then we have to do everyone's laundry." It was by far not his ideal situation.

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