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Who: Conan and Anyone
Where: Luggage Car
When: Early Morning, Imagination 25
What: Ran gave Conan a sleeping pill. It was not a sleeping pill. Welcome back, Shinichi.
Warnings: Apotoxin related pain

It is early in the morning when Conan wakes up his cabin to an all too familiar spasm of pain in his chest. He doubles over as he rides the pain out, and then immediately bails out of bed in a panic. He has just enough presence of mind to grab up a blanket before running out of the room, He heads away from the sleeper cars, knowing that there would be no privacy in that direction, and dashes through the dressing room and triage cars.

It was early. There was a chance that the luggage car would be empty at this hour.

He could not let anyone see this.

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There's bad news and good news to be had here. The bad news is tough shit you're being seen.

Good news is.

"Oiiii..." That's the voice of someone who's in on it. "I dunno what th' hell happened but ahhh...I got a feelin' y might need some stuff..."

....What. How did he...

"Why are there so many people here at this time in the morning," he finally complains.

"Oh, I'm early huh?" Still looks like 'new' stuff instead of vision stuff so...

"Hey, don' ask me- I just figured you might need.." He drops his bag down. "That."

Pants! A sweater! Maybe a water? He doesn't have a water. "Th' hell's goin' on anyway?" Seer perks are having a single point of understanding and zero context.

Conan clenches his teeth through another spasm of pain.

"I'm about to grow ten years," he says sourly. There was no point in lying about it when the change was this close.

"Yeah I figured that bit out, cause I got a good look of y' abou' two 'r so minutes from now," he answers dryly. "Hones'ly if y' ask me, best thing is gettin' in there an' takin' these, cause I'm bettin' it won't be comfy otherwise..."

A pause, and- "An' then maybe y' can answer th' 'how'd y' get here' bit?"

Edited (makes this a bit more good as a tag like 'there we go,') 2020-12-20 08:13 (UTC)

He really would have liked to keep arguing, to put off what was going to happen until he could figure out how he was going to run damage control on this.

But Jounouchi was right.

He sighs and holds out a hand for the clothes.

Yeaaaaaahhh he thought so.

Spare clothes passed over, he at least has the decency to give a grimacing smile. "Good luck man...I'll try t' herd folks off w'th Red Eyes but..."

Well. "...I dunno that I'm gonna have a lotta luck," he grumbles with a look back, the clothes plenty easy for the other to snatch on the way into the carriage.

[Meanwhile, Masumi’s there too, watching as Conan and Jonouchi talk.]

So he knows too? [Who else on the train happens to know already, then?

But no, that can come later. Right now the focus is keeping anyone else away.]

So, how long will you need us to keep others away from here, Conan?

"He got some of my memories a while ago," Conan tells her. "I had to deal with it."

Hard to deny being the wrong age after seeing that he had memories of being older.

He frowns and does some quick calculations.

"At least ten minutes." Last time it had taken that long to wake up from it.

"Y'know, I'd take offense, but there was some bad shit in there t' be fair..."

Hnnnn...still. He glances at Sera. "Obviously tha' ain't why yer in on stuff... ...but, handle tha' later! We'll do our best an' uh..." He scratches his head, shrugging as Red Eyes rises their own, much larger one out from his shadow. "...Give a knock when yer set, got a feelin' a shouts a bad idea."

Ah, I get it. [Masumi had wondered who Conan had shared memories with, but hadn't really pursued that particular topic.

More important was concealing why she knew, out of a desire to not have to bring up the details to someone she barely knew.]

Yeah, let's worry about what's happening now instead of why I know. Thankfully not many other people should be up right now, so this should be easier than if it happened later.

[She's trying to sound calm, even as she stares at Red Eyes, but ten minutes is still a good chunk of time to keep people away from the area.]

Eva's only caught the tail end of the conversation. Normally, she wouldn't even be around here this early, but Princess decided to hide her brush somewhere on the train.

She's also pretty sure no-one's died and it's very much not platform day, so-

"...Easier for what to happen?"

She wasn't that awake before -though she would like her brush back thank you Princess, but that seems minor compared to whatever's going on??-, but now she's Very Awake as she looks from Jou, to Red Eyes, to Sera and back to Red Eyes. An eyebrow raises. "And who are you guarding...?"

Because that's very much what it looks like on her end.

"Pardon the smoke!" Jessie is mid drag when she slips into the car. A smoke post flashback was a ritual by now. But she is on her guard after the sound,"Anyone?"

"Nyyyuuhhhhhhh...." Hey Sera??? Hey, hey Sera???

Help !

"...Nothin'." He's bad at this. "Jus' talkin' mos'ly. Tryin' t' figure ou' stuff f'r Red-Eyes to do."

Technically not a lie. Finding stuff for Red-Eyes to do just...happens to mean making sure his combined mass with theirs blocks the entire luggage entry.

Which in itself isn't really hard, these doors aren't that wide.

"Why what're you doin'?" A glance toward Jessie. He doesn't know her- question still stands though.

Meanwhile back in the luggage car, Conan had changed into the currently oversized clothes and was currently focusing all of his concentration on staying silent. But as the change gets closer,he can't stop himself from letting out a muffled cry of pain.

[Masumi moves to intercept as well, resigned to having to try and keep Eva and Jessie out of Luggage. This is already not going well.]

Yup, just trying to find things for Red-Eyes to do on the train, you know?

[She raises her voice slightly to try and cover up the muffled cry from luggage, all while trying to remain casual and not think about what had to be happening back there.]

We figured we’d come back here since Luggage isn’t quite as busy as the rest of the train, especially at this time.

[She’s stalling.]

[Masumi’s up early as well, and just heading back to her own sleeper room when she sees Conan heading towards the rear of the train. Wondering what’s up and why he would go that way, she follows him, and it’s the realization that something’s not right here that gets her to call out.]

Hey, what’s going on, Conan?

[This was exactly what he'd been hoping to avoid. He pushes down the panic and tries to think of a way out of this.]

Nothing much. I just woke up early.

[He had minutes at most before the change started. How could he get her to go away? ]

[Sorry Conan, she’s not so easy to shake off, especially when there’s something off about the whole situation.

Though to her credit, and rather ironically, she’s not bringing up That Topic for once, instead remaining focused on what was going on.]

So, what’s the rush to get back here this early? There’s nothing back here besides triage, dressing, and luggage.

"I left something back there," he tries. "I wanted to find it before breakfast."

Of course the lie loses any strength it had as another spasm of pain hits him. Despite efforts to conceal it, he can't stop himself from clutching at the pain in his chest.

[Yeah, no, she's not going away now that she's seen that. Concern takes over as she steps closer, fully ready to intervene if he tries to avoid the question again.]

You're not okay! I'm taking you to medical if you can't tell me what's wrong!

[Masumi's serious, too. She will get medical help if Conan can't give a very good reason.]

[He straightens back up with a grimace. He knew her well enough to know that there was no way she would be letting this go now. He hadn't wanted her to know the truth.... But his options were narrowing by the second.

Allowing himself to be taken to medical? That would just mean that more people would find out. His preference was to get through this alone, but it all down to damage control now. And that meant keeping the number of people witnessing this to as few as possible.]

Medical won't be able to do anything for me. [He decided to be blunt about it.]

Medical can’t help you?

[There weren’t very many options for what would make Conan try to hide this from her and avoid medical. And Masumi had briefly seen Shinichi in a similar state in Kyoto, but initially hadn’t considered that due to how unlikely it was.

But then again, it wasn’t like there were many other options here.]

So...this is like in Kyoto, when you suddenly looked in pain and left

[Masumi, he won’t remember that.]

[He stare at her blankly.]

When were we ever in Kyoto together?

[Ah, right. This again. Masumi had dealt with something like this on the arrival platform with Ai, but it was still weird remembering something no one else did.]

I was on a class trip to Kyoto right before I was brought here. Ran and Shinichi were there too, but he suddenly left before the class was supposed to go back. I tried to follow, but couldn’t find him, and then the class was told not to tell anyone he was at the trip.

[She’s sure Conan can figure out what she’s getting at here.]

[ He was completely certain that he'd never gone to Kyoto on a class trip. But he'd encountered this time time of time difference before... and knew she'd have no reason to lie about this.

Even if he knew exactly what she was getting at. He grimaces at another spasm of pain, and tries to consider his options.

There weren't many. He makes a play for time.]

Why would I be on Ran's class trip?

[There's no time to really give Conan a chance to argue or dodge the topic right now, so Masumi just plunges into the facts, laying out what she knows in a break from her more roundabout tactics.]

Look, I know you're Shinichi, I've known for a while, and I know that you - the you from my world - had access to some sort of antidote in Kyoto in order to attend the class trip, but I don't know how you got an antidote now. I won't tell anyone if that's what you want, but I'm not going away to let you deal with this alone.

[She's been waiting a while to be this direct about what she knows.]

[He'd suspected, but he hadn't expected to get confirmation so directly.And this really wasn't the time to dig into this, although he did want to talk to her about this later.

As it was, he just slumps as the panicked energy that had been sustaining him drains away.]

In that case, there's not much point in putting up the act any longer. [He blows out his breath in a huff.]

I need privacy. What's about to happen isn't pleasant, and I don't want anyone watching it. I was hoping the baggage car would be empty at this time of day.

[And in return, Masumi didn't expect that to actually work. She'd been half expecting Conan to try and avoid it again, even now, so it's a second before she can respond properly.]

Then you're going to need help making sure people keep out. It's early enough that most people aren't up yet, but I doubt you want someone to walk in on you.

[He definitely wasn't pleased at adding another person to the small circle of people who knew... but he also knew when a fight was lost. He needed to focus on damage control now.]

We need to talk later, but can you do me a favor and take care of that for now? I need to get out of sight before its too late.

[He hunches over as another spasm of pain hits his chest.]

"Pardon the smoke!" Jessie is mid drag when she slips into the car. A smoke post flashback was a ritual by now. But she is on her guard after the sound,"Anyone?"

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