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[modernholmes]

[It hadn't taken long for Shinichi to head straight into the first disaster.  Less than a day after arriving in Olympus he had burned himself on Phlegethon's flames.  And now all he could think of was Ran.  All the pain he'd caused her.  All the guilt of the lies he'd told.

Feeling like this, there was no way he could take any joy in his true age.  And so he had shrunk back into Conan and found an isolated corner to sit and brood.]

....I'm sorry, Ran.

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[modernholmes]

...Get off me.

[Have a grumpy and squashed mini-detective glaring at you.]

[noisyclockhands]

Hahahaha, sorry. Didn't mean to do that! [ he scrambles off and looks around, clearly puzzled. ] I was chasing one of the boys you know? Did you see him?

[modernholmes]

...Boys?

[noisyclockhands]

Yes, around your age maybe a bit older? he was the last one of the bunch. We were playing tag with the entire group. [ distracted like a pro here ]

[modernholmes]

I haven't seen anyone like that.

[noisyclockhands]

I wonder what happened. The last time I looked around we were at the other end of the city. Now that's certainly weird [ and maybe weirdness makes him hungry? but in any case Oz is going to pull a fig from...somewhere and eat it. ]