Yuki Judai (
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Characters: Judai and YOU
Date: Feb 16-21
Location: around Aifaran
Situation: trying out his Talent, trying to get his yimo fixed, getting ambushed
Warnings/Rating: n/a
A. just call him the hairdo-ruiner (meta 2)
[Why hello, someone who's passing by this terrace. You may suddenly feel the wind picking up once you get within a certain distance of this kid leaning against the chest-high fence. The wind seems to be circling him, in fact, while he stares speculatively at his palm.]
Heh... This doesn't suit me at all.
[He turns around to see a couple of Aifarans fast-walking away from him. ...Whoops.]
B. now how will he consume cat pictures (sci-tech 2)
[He doesn't know why, how, or when, but for some reason or other his yimo handset has been acting up, has been from practically the moment he got it, but no one he's talked to seems to know what's wrong.]
[So it isn't exactly a surprise that the next time he tries to get it fixed, he spots technicians ducking down behind their terminals or running behind the nearest wall.]
Ah...this sucks... [He shakes his yimo, like that'll help.]
C. mirage of nightmare (faith 5)
[He was ambushed. There he was, minding his own business, when several someones come running up to him, insisting he lead one of their functions. Inspire it, they say. Lead by example, they say.]
[—And suddenly he looks very uncomfortable. Halp?]
Date: Feb 16-21
Location: around Aifaran
Situation: trying out his Talent, trying to get his yimo fixed, getting ambushed
Warnings/Rating: n/a
A. just call him the hairdo-ruiner (meta 2)
[Why hello, someone who's passing by this terrace. You may suddenly feel the wind picking up once you get within a certain distance of this kid leaning against the chest-high fence. The wind seems to be circling him, in fact, while he stares speculatively at his palm.]
Heh... This doesn't suit me at all.
[He turns around to see a couple of Aifarans fast-walking away from him. ...Whoops.]
B. now how will he consume cat pictures (sci-tech 2)
[He doesn't know why, how, or when, but for some reason or other his yimo handset has been acting up, has been from practically the moment he got it, but no one he's talked to seems to know what's wrong.]
[So it isn't exactly a surprise that the next time he tries to get it fixed, he spots technicians ducking down behind their terminals or running behind the nearest wall.]
Ah...this sucks... [He shakes his yimo, like that'll help.]
C. mirage of nightmare (faith 5)
[He was ambushed. There he was, minding his own business, when several someones come running up to him, insisting he lead one of their functions. Inspire it, they say. Lead by example, they say.]
[—And suddenly he looks very uncomfortable. Halp?]
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Conscious, determined ideals, that is. Suddenly, he laughs at himself for such a short moment that it could be mistaken for a sneeze, and hops to his feet.
"Wanna play for a bit?"
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"There's a park near the housing they gave us that is about the right size."
And going there would get them further away, just in case.
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He's about to head there, when he hesitates.
"I don't know if they could tell I'm a Dreamperson. They wouldn't go looking at Dreamfolk housing, would they?"
Because honestly, he has no idea. He's never dealt with that kind of enthusiasm before, not personally.
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"Let's just be really sneaky!"
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So saying, he starts walking. (No attempted sneaking involved. Which is probably for the best.)
"You know how to sneak from your detective work?"
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Although what Conan considered basic knowledge and what normal detectives considered basic knowledge were not always the same thing.
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Pretty accomplished for someone so young!
...Wait. "Uh... Huh." One of his best friends is a bit on the short side, and he realizes belatedly that he has no idea— "How old are you?"
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Mostly because he just happened to be in the right place and right time to be a witness to the majority of crimes in his district of Tokyo.
"I'm seven years old," he says cheerfully. "Back home I'm in the first grade."
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"You're pretty accomplished! Do you do exciting things, too, at least?" He considers excitement to be pretty important in anything anyone wants to do!
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Conan, the master of understatement.