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ickaimpMOrgan had a bad day. Reaaaaaaaaaaaaly bad day.
She needs something to cheer her up.
So huggles to/from all our friends on MSN Chat and much encouragement from Dogmatix and Ysabet. (who are currently cackling in the living room and I think I'm scared...)
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A scream of holy terror rang out.
Like two hounds on a blood trail, Hattori Heiji and Kudo Shin'ichi in his shrunken guise of Edogawa Conan turned towards the sound and began to run through the twisting corridors they were in. With unerring accuracy, they burst into a small room full of people.
And a dead body lying in the middle of the floor.
A busty redhead was crouched down beside it, poking the dead girl with the dull end of a mechanical pencil with almost rapt interest. Upon seeing the detectives, she let out a yelp and backed up. "I DIDN"T DO IT!"
A second red-head, shorter than the first and petting a ferret glanced up. "Says you, Icka."
Icka scrunched up her eyes and stuck her tongue out. "Hidoi, Ysabet!!!"
Ysabet chuckled and resumed conversation with a middle aged woman in a baseball cap, a ninja with a sketch book and small pregnant woman holding what appeared to be a bunny, only a lot furrier and with a lot more teeth. Upon noticing the boys, the older woman nudged the ninja. "Oi. Dogmatix."
Dogmatix's eyes went wide as she flipped to a new page in her sketchbook and began to draw. The pregnant woman giggled and looked over the ninja's shoulder, inciting Ysabet to do the same.
In the background, two teenage girls sat at a desk working on homework as a man fiddled with a trebuchet, ignoring the new comers.
"Did anyone see anything?" Heiji asked, glancing around the room. Conan crouched down to study the body, muttering slightly to himself.
"She just dropped dead." The pregnant woman offered nonchalantly.
The older woman reached over and kicked the bunny holder's shins. "Quiet, Po'e."
Po'e looked innocent. "What?" The older woman pointed at the sketch book. Po'e's interest immediately resumed in the sketching. The group of women giggled.
"So no one saw anything?" Heiji pressed. "No one saw who did it?"
"She just screamed." Icka shrugged. "And then dropped dead."
"Just like that." Heiji glanced at her suspiciously.
"Yup."
Right. Heiji cast her one more suspicious look before kneeling down next to the frowning Conan. "Oi, Kudo. Find anything?"
"Nothing." Conan whispered back. "There are no injuries that I can see. No sign or smell of poison. Nothing."
"You sure?"
"Positive." Conan said seriously. "Any indication of motive?"
Heiji glanced back at the bare walls, the trebuchet, the girls doing homework, then at the cackling mass. "Nothing that I can see."
In the background, the trebuchet triggered, something flying through the air. There was a loud crash, then the shout of "I can fix it!"
"Good one, Edwired!" Ysabet cheered.
One of the teenagers doing homework let out a growl. "Arrgh!! How am I supposed to finish this in one night?!" The quiet one next to her shook her head and kept working.
"What's up, Hauntress?" Ysabet asked, leaning back.
Hauntress looked up and spotted their guests. "What are you doing here?"
"Investigating the dead body." Conan rose, sticking his hands in his pockets. "Did you see anything?"
"Huh?" Hauntress looked at him quizzically. "That's just Keet. She always dies."
Heiji's eyebrows rose into his cap. "What?"
"Watch." Hauntress clapped her hands. "Keet! Akira!"
"AKIRA?!" The dead body rose, eyes scouring the room. "WHERE?!"
"See?" Po'e smiled.
Icka beamed. "Toldja."
A chime rung in the room. "It's Mel." Ysabet commented. "Can anyone get her in? MOrgan?"
The older woman shook her head, her attention still on the drawing. "I got it." Po'e smiled, waving her hand.
A second later, a woman walked through the wall, a fish swimming round her shoulder. "Hey, all!"
"MEL!" The shout went up as everyone waved. Mel waved back, and then paused when she saw the visitors to the room. "Oooo!!! When did Heiji show up? Hey, are Kaito and Hakuba around here somewhere? I know! We could work on that Vamp fic! I've got the collars!!"
Keet got a big grin her face as she fell over, dead once more.
"Why didn't you tell us she did that?" Conan demanded, staring at the drooling corpse.
"We did." MOrgan grinned, which then turned into more of a leer as she held up Dogmatix's sketchbook, with the picture of Heiji drawn quite prominently on it. "Nice Ass."
Heiji paled, then turned the colour of a ripe tomato, his eyes wide and slightly twitching.
"I think I found Becky!" Ed called. There was a slight pause, then "I think she's comatose."
"I think it's time to leave." Conan muttered, backing away slowly and nudging the boggling Heiji with him. "Where the hell are we anyway?"
The occupants of the room motioned upwards, where a sign clearly read:
"Internet Chat Room."
-fin-
She needs something to cheer her up.
So huggles to/from all our friends on MSN Chat and much encouragement from Dogmatix and Ysabet. (who are currently cackling in the living room and I think I'm scared...)
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A scream of holy terror rang out.
Like two hounds on a blood trail, Hattori Heiji and Kudo Shin'ichi in his shrunken guise of Edogawa Conan turned towards the sound and began to run through the twisting corridors they were in. With unerring accuracy, they burst into a small room full of people.
And a dead body lying in the middle of the floor.
A busty redhead was crouched down beside it, poking the dead girl with the dull end of a mechanical pencil with almost rapt interest. Upon seeing the detectives, she let out a yelp and backed up. "I DIDN"T DO IT!"
A second red-head, shorter than the first and petting a ferret glanced up. "Says you, Icka."
Icka scrunched up her eyes and stuck her tongue out. "Hidoi, Ysabet!!!"
Ysabet chuckled and resumed conversation with a middle aged woman in a baseball cap, a ninja with a sketch book and small pregnant woman holding what appeared to be a bunny, only a lot furrier and with a lot more teeth. Upon noticing the boys, the older woman nudged the ninja. "Oi. Dogmatix."
Dogmatix's eyes went wide as she flipped to a new page in her sketchbook and began to draw. The pregnant woman giggled and looked over the ninja's shoulder, inciting Ysabet to do the same.
In the background, two teenage girls sat at a desk working on homework as a man fiddled with a trebuchet, ignoring the new comers.
"Did anyone see anything?" Heiji asked, glancing around the room. Conan crouched down to study the body, muttering slightly to himself.
"She just dropped dead." The pregnant woman offered nonchalantly.
The older woman reached over and kicked the bunny holder's shins. "Quiet, Po'e."
Po'e looked innocent. "What?" The older woman pointed at the sketch book. Po'e's interest immediately resumed in the sketching. The group of women giggled.
"So no one saw anything?" Heiji pressed. "No one saw who did it?"
"She just screamed." Icka shrugged. "And then dropped dead."
"Just like that." Heiji glanced at her suspiciously.
"Yup."
Right. Heiji cast her one more suspicious look before kneeling down next to the frowning Conan. "Oi, Kudo. Find anything?"
"Nothing." Conan whispered back. "There are no injuries that I can see. No sign or smell of poison. Nothing."
"You sure?"
"Positive." Conan said seriously. "Any indication of motive?"
Heiji glanced back at the bare walls, the trebuchet, the girls doing homework, then at the cackling mass. "Nothing that I can see."
In the background, the trebuchet triggered, something flying through the air. There was a loud crash, then the shout of "I can fix it!"
"Good one, Edwired!" Ysabet cheered.
One of the teenagers doing homework let out a growl. "Arrgh!! How am I supposed to finish this in one night?!" The quiet one next to her shook her head and kept working.
"What's up, Hauntress?" Ysabet asked, leaning back.
Hauntress looked up and spotted their guests. "What are you doing here?"
"Investigating the dead body." Conan rose, sticking his hands in his pockets. "Did you see anything?"
"Huh?" Hauntress looked at him quizzically. "That's just Keet. She always dies."
Heiji's eyebrows rose into his cap. "What?"
"Watch." Hauntress clapped her hands. "Keet! Akira!"
"AKIRA?!" The dead body rose, eyes scouring the room. "WHERE?!"
"See?" Po'e smiled.
Icka beamed. "Toldja."
A chime rung in the room. "It's Mel." Ysabet commented. "Can anyone get her in? MOrgan?"
The older woman shook her head, her attention still on the drawing. "I got it." Po'e smiled, waving her hand.
A second later, a woman walked through the wall, a fish swimming round her shoulder. "Hey, all!"
"MEL!" The shout went up as everyone waved. Mel waved back, and then paused when she saw the visitors to the room. "Oooo!!! When did Heiji show up? Hey, are Kaito and Hakuba around here somewhere? I know! We could work on that Vamp fic! I've got the collars!!"
Keet got a big grin her face as she fell over, dead once more.
"Why didn't you tell us she did that?" Conan demanded, staring at the drooling corpse.
"We did." MOrgan grinned, which then turned into more of a leer as she held up Dogmatix's sketchbook, with the picture of Heiji drawn quite prominently on it. "Nice Ass."
Heiji paled, then turned the colour of a ripe tomato, his eyes wide and slightly twitching.
"I think I found Becky!" Ed called. There was a slight pause, then "I think she's comatose."
"I think it's time to leave." Conan muttered, backing away slowly and nudging the boggling Heiji with him. "Where the hell are we anyway?"
The occupants of the room motioned upwards, where a sign clearly read:
"Internet Chat Room."
-fin-
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Date: 2005-05-14 07:21 am (UTC)*cheers*
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Date: 2005-05-15 08:41 am (UTC)What would you have to do to end up in a fic like this? ^.~
*snicker*
Date: 2005-05-15 04:32 pm (UTC)Oh dear lady, this was marvelous! *snicker* Ed, I volunteer Spousie to help with "fixing" whatever you managed to shatter.
...and the scary thing is, this scenario is Definitely within the realm of believable. *grins and wonders what flavor pocky Heiji is..s?* Err, wait, that didn't come out right. Morgan, Icka, Ysabet, Mati, Mel - Stop Snickering!
*horrified face* See what you did, Brook?! You infected me. *pouts*
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Date: 2005-05-15 05:06 pm (UTC)I'd volunteer to help with fixing whatever got broken, but I'd probably break it further...
*goes off giggling some more*
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Date: 2005-05-16 12:47 am (UTC)I ended up being chased down by the plot bunny from Eiloda today, and posted a bit more of it. It's Hakuba-centric. (http://www.livejournal.com/users/hoshi_ryo/16602.html) (And I've absolutely no idea if it's in character... Bloody plot bunnies... Probably will have to rewrite this bit...)
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Date: 2005-05-17 04:10 am (UTC)*falls off the chair laughing in hysterics*.
*gets up and applauds wildly*
*waits to see what Dogmatix comes up with*
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Date: 2005-05-27 04:52 am (UTC)