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karates_doors) wrote2008-11-24 11:21 am
karates_doors) wrote2008-11-24 11:21 am
[RL - Apotoxin!virus! Conan, Ran, Kaito, Aoko]
It was getting a bit late in the evening. Early enough that the sun still had some ways to go before it set, but late enough that the rest of the Shounen Tantei had just been called in for dinner. Ran (she'd been 'Reika' for most of the day - she wasn't very good at coming up with names, but luckily Conan-kun had gone along with it when she'd just blurted it out) waved to the children from her perch on the swing as they left.
The day had been . . . surprisingly enjoyable, actually. She'd had to skip school, of course, but Agase-hakase had kindly let her stay at his house until the virus wore off, and she'd found little things to do all day. Once the elementary schools let out, she'd gone to a playground near Agase's house with Conan-kun and the other Detective Boys. It was chilly out, but not so bad if you were wearing a coat, and she'd forgotten how much fun it was to play on monkey bars and slides and generally act like a grade schooler. She had the feeling she'd miss it a bit when she changed back to normal.
At least she was going to be changing back to normal.
Ran honestly hadn't believed Kuroba at first when he'd told her about the viruses, but she couldn't refute proof like this. It was a little scary, knowing that just going to an internet community could cause things like this to happen, but she was reassured by the fact that it wasn't supposed to last very long. Even if having to dodge her father was pretty inconvenient.
Although, still... Seeing the world from this angle, having to make up all the little white lies until it wore off... Something about it was disturbingly familiar. It was raising niggling little doubts that she thought she'd long since dispelled. After all, it had been proven time and time again that Conan wasn't Shinichi, hadn't it? There was no reason to be thinking that way, no matter how much she missed him. It was just looking Conan's age that was making her think that way, that was all. It had to be.
Pushing the unsettling thoughts out of her mind, Ran turned where she sat and smiled at Conan. "Do you want to go in for dinner too, Conan-kun?"
The day had been . . . surprisingly enjoyable, actually. She'd had to skip school, of course, but Agase-hakase had kindly let her stay at his house until the virus wore off, and she'd found little things to do all day. Once the elementary schools let out, she'd gone to a playground near Agase's house with Conan-kun and the other Detective Boys. It was chilly out, but not so bad if you were wearing a coat, and she'd forgotten how much fun it was to play on monkey bars and slides and generally act like a grade schooler. She had the feeling she'd miss it a bit when she changed back to normal.
At least she was going to be changing back to normal.
Ran honestly hadn't believed Kuroba at first when he'd told her about the viruses, but she couldn't refute proof like this. It was a little scary, knowing that just going to an internet community could cause things like this to happen, but she was reassured by the fact that it wasn't supposed to last very long. Even if having to dodge her father was pretty inconvenient.
Although, still... Seeing the world from this angle, having to make up all the little white lies until it wore off... Something about it was disturbingly familiar. It was raising niggling little doubts that she thought she'd long since dispelled. After all, it had been proven time and time again that Conan wasn't Shinichi, hadn't it? There was no reason to be thinking that way, no matter how much she missed him. It was just looking Conan's age that was making her think that way, that was all. It had to be.
Pushing the unsettling thoughts out of her mind, Ran turned where she sat and smiled at Conan. "Do you want to go in for dinner too, Conan-kun?"
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Seeing Ran at this state gave Conan quite a few nostalgic moments. Times where they would play or sometimes get into big arguments in the playground. Though he did not expect for something like this to happen. He was aware that the Black Organization is onto him but how could they possibly set the Apotoxin to become a virus on the internet? What kind of technology are they working with? Who are they working with? One question followed up with another leaving his ears to be turned deaf.
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Going to the park had been an idea suggested by Aoko (who seemed to be enjoying Kaito's unfortunate shrinking situation much more than the boy would have liked). He had protested, of course-- even if he looked six didn't mean he was six-- and he didn't want to be treated like a child.
His words, obviously, fell on deaf ears. For minutes later he was being carried down the street and towards the very park he didn't want to go to.
... he'd get Aoko back for this one. Somehow.
All thoughts of revenge vanished from his mind as he caught sight of Ran and Conan upon his arrival to the park, however. This would make things interesting!
"H-hey, Aoko! Look!" he pointed at the two young children and grinned, "It's Ran-san and Edogawa-kun! We should go say hi!"
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"That's a good idea." Aoko smiled at Kaito and dragged him along. She was holding his little hand even if he didn't wanted to. In part to be sure that no one take him or something by accident, and in part to prevent him to flip some girl's skirt like he did on the kid's store. As they reached the two kids Aoko saluted them. "Conan-kun, Ran-chan! it's nice to see you here. Are you two alone?"
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"Conan-kun?" Ran had frowned when Conan didn't answer her, but she started and looked up with surprise at the sound of Aoko's voice. She hadn't ever met the other girl in person yet -- at least, she didn't think so -- but something about Aoko seemed familiar and she recognized her right away.
"Aoko-chan! Kuroba-san!" Ran smiled, hopping down from the swing (it was so high off the ground now!) and going over to them. At least around Conan, Aoko, and Kuroba, she wouldn't have to act like a child. "Yes, we're alone. The others just went home."
She paused and examined Kaito, interested to see that he looked just as much a six year old as she did. She couldn't help a little grin. "Or should I be calling you Kaito-kun now?"