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justonetruth2011-11-05 05:19 pm
osakanomiyaki.livejournal.com) wrote in justonetruth2011-11-05 05:19 pm
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soup.
Oi! Shin-ch-- ... Conan-kun! Get over here! ... geez, when there's a case you can't move for tripping over him but when you actually want the kid ...
[Hattori walks down the long hallway carefully. She's still got her apron on and is carefully holding a bowl in two cheerfully obnoxiously coloured oven gloves. It takes a moment for her annoyance at Conan's non-appearance to give way to recognition (or lack of recognition) of the strangeness of her surroundings. The Osakan detective pauses, scanning her surroundings.]
Endless corridor, decorations right outta a Regency drama, no idea how I got here ... The Mansion. Got t'be -- which means ...
[Hattori frowned. If this soup went cold before it met with it's intended recipient, there would be hell to pay.]
[Hattori walks down the long hallway carefully. She's still got her apron on and is carefully holding a bowl in two cheerfully obnoxiously coloured oven gloves. It takes a moment for her annoyance at Conan's non-appearance to give way to recognition (or lack of recognition) of the strangeness of her surroundings. The Osakan detective pauses, scanning her surroundings.]
Endless corridor, decorations right outta a Regency drama, no idea how I got here ... The Mansion. Got t'be -- which means ...
[Hattori frowned. If this soup went cold before it met with it's intended recipient, there would be hell to pay.]