tushanshu_logs | Catch-All for Fourth Wall.... And Other Things

Characters: Conan Edogawa and You
Date: Feb 18 to March 11
Location: Various locations
Situation: Fourth Wall
Warnings/Rating: Probably none

1: Not-221B

Conan was putting a lot of effort into avoiding his housemates as much as possible. After the events of the last month, he had very little interest in being cornered into talking about everything that had happened. He'd show up for meals and at night, but for the most part he spent as much time as possible outside of the apartment.

He needed time. Time to figure out how he felt about all the new revelations.

2. Central District
Conan spent a lot of time skateboarding around the district, sometimes stopping to practice soccer or to get something to drink at one of the restaurants. He watched for trouble, as always, but for once things seemed to be quiet. Perhaps it was because of the strangely large number of new arrivals.

3. Library
At the library, Conan happily found a chair and buried himself behind stacks of books. Between the on-going study of the kedan languages and the numerous question he was investigating about this place, he had more than enough to occupy himself for hours.

4. KPD
Even though he was mostly certain that the work he had been assigned at the police department was meant to keep him busy and out of trouble, Conan still made a point of stepping in every day. Sometimes there was something interesting for him to work on. On occasion he stops in to see some of the different officers he was slowly getting acquainted with.

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"Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. A man named Penny also lives here."

He knew exactly how absurd that sounded.

That's another blank look he's receiving, which will reinforce that.

Seriously, what does she even say to that?

"They say they're from another world, that just happens to have a lot of similarities to the novels. Although in the present day."

So far this place is definitely bizarre.

She doesn't have much choice except to go with it, though.

As far as the men he's mentioned, she hasn't read Doyle's books like Shinichi has, but Holmes doesn't strike her as well-equipped to take care of a child - or that he'd even want to try.

"They...take care of you?"

There's a lot of skeptical uncertainty in that question.

"You be the judge. Does he appear to be particularly malnourished?" The voice comes suddenly from behind. He'd heard Conan come in and then immediately after that he'd brought a guest. Conan didn't usually bring people back to the flat so his curiosity was piqued.

Edited 2017-03-02 00:53 (UTC)

She has only a split instant of a warning - Conan's eyes flicking upward towards the intruder - before the man's voice resounds suddenly behind her.

It's not an exaggeration to say that Ran's been a little unhinged by the day. What with appearing in a strange place surrounded by people who don't look like anything she's ever seen with the uncertainty of how and when she'll ever get home and all that Conan's spilled onto her lap about this place...

Well.

There's a yelp, and the teacup jolts from her lap and shatters -- and with a move rivaling the speed with which she once dodged a bullet, Sherlock will find a fist plunging towards his gut.

Sneaking up on regional karate champions is not advised.

....This meeting had not gone as planned. When Conan sees Ran's teacup shatter, he takes it as his cue to scramble up into his chair out of the way.

"Ran-neechan! Wait! That's Mr. Holmes!"

Admittedly, Sherlock had definitely been trying to get some form of reaction from the girl. It just wasn't That Reaction.

Her fist slams into his underside and he collapses in on himself, falling to the ground with a pained groan of alarm. Give him a minute to recover.

Ran flushes sharply as the words sink in too late, quick-stepping forward to lean over the back of the chair at the man she just felled. In another moment she's around the chair and next to him.

"I'm so sorry!!"

She probably hasn't been this red in years.

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That had definitely not gone as planned. Conan slides out of his chair and makes his way over to where Sherlock was lying on the floor.

He was groaning. He should be fine.

That girl can pack a punch. With another groan he starts to push himself back to his feet and gives her a thorough look over. Does he try to be forgiving or hold a grudge and not even bother trying to make nice. What John do? Probably disclose the fact that Sherlock had snuck up on her with the intent to get some form of reaction and so therefore, brought it upon himself.

"As he mentioned, Sherlock Holmes." He manages, still sounding pained and holding his stomach. "That was karate, wasn't it?"

There is a second man, one who is only just now making his way inside with a bag full of groceries. He takes one look at the scene and moves around the detective to set the groceries on the table. At the moment, John doesn't particularly seem all that concerned with the fact that Sherlock is doubled over in pain or groaning.

"Honestly Sherlock, you should be the one apologizing to her for sneaking up on her." John is actually familiar with Ran - met her and had a few cooking lessons from her though she won't remember that.

So he turns to her and holds out a hand to greet her properly. "Sorry about him. John Watson. You're a friend of Conan's?"

"I'm so sorry." Ran is still several shades of red. One hand is still poised half-out in the air as though she means to reach out to him, but isn't sure if she should. "Mm - it was; I've been doing it since I was little-"

She cuts off with the appearance of the second man and immediately tries to go into damage control, hands waving frantically. "No - I shouldn't have done that! It's not his fault."

She's flustered enough that she starts to bow before she realizes he's holding out a hand and then tries to recover, reaching out for it. "I'm Ran. Conan-kun lives with Dad and me. At home."

Conan stays behind Ran as John walks in. He looks up at him curiously, wondering for a moment how much the other Conan would have told him of Ran. He really needed to sit down with him and discover exactly how much he knew.

But seeing that Ran was taking care of introductions, he ignores the conversation and walks over to Sherlock.

Oh John, generally he misses everything of importance but he does occasionally have the capacity to be annoyingly observant at the worst of times. Sherlock does bother with any help and slowly pushes himself to his feet.

"Well then young lady, I can say with a fair amount of certainty you're very impressive." He means that. Both in a condescending and somehow complimentary way. He stands up at straight as he can manage at the moment and tries to appear as if he's no longer in pain.

John doesn't seem to mind that Ran's a little flustered and tries to bow to him first. The handshake is a brief one, knowing that it's not exactly a greeting the Japanese tend to do and it might make her a little more uncomfortable than she already is. "Don't worry about it too much, Sherlock's had a lot worse."

What with how some of their cases have gone. "It's nice to meet you, Ran. You're welcome to stay with us for as long as you'd like."

He knows that if they don't allow the girl to stay that Conan will go with her. They'll find somewhere for her to sleep temporarily. Plus John would be grateful for another set of hands to help with the cooking around this place.

Catch-All for Fourth Wall.... And Other Things

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