This wasn't where she was. She wasn't supposed to be here. She was supposed to be watching the kids with Sonoko. Why...why was she here?

It looked new. Very new and well cared for and there was a decided lack of any signs of zombies eating people. But how...? They were everywhere. Always everywhere at one point, only moving on till everything was dead where they were. Why was it clean? Why was she here?

Aoko was crouched by the main staircase in the lobby. She, like others from her world, was wearing thick clothing stained in blood. She wear sports guards over her arms and legs and thick boots. She also had a rifled strapped to her back and two pistols and a semiautomatic handgun at her waist.

At the moment she was clutching a mop. The wood and cloth head also bearing red splotches.

And Aoko was VERY twitchy. even more so than the others, her head whipping around at every noise as she slowly moved along the stair case, keeping low to the ground.

She looked like she was ready to bolt at any second. Or take down anything that tried to stop her from doing so.

"Hattori! Oi, Hattori!"

Conan's evidently decided that spending all his time sulking is not productive, and is doing something productive about it. "Hattori!" That something is walking around the mansion yelling.

"Hattori! You've got to be around here somewhere!"

... yeah. Well, at least it's a start?

((although Conan is looking for Hattori -- and any Hattori/multiple Hattori's will do -- this post is open to anyone.))

Perhaps a more shocking face in the Mansion, this day, depending who someone was. Vermouth is walking down the hallways, looking amused almost. Though her dress is a bit different from what one might expect. Her clothes are definitely more for practicality than style, though they were somewhat form fitting jeans and sweatshirt that was small enough to not hide her figure. There were bloodstains on her clothes though. Obviously very old ones with how faded they were and she doesn't look quite as clean as she would usually be.

Then again, she's also not quite so obviously armed. Two guns at her waist and those with attention to detail might notice the bulge under her pants at the top of her boots as a hidden weapon there. Though the odd thing might be the roman short sword at her waist beside the guns.

For those who'd already seen others from the world of zombies might find this state familiar, even if she seemed less worn out than the others and just a bit cleaner. Her demeanor though is weird. She still has that cool confidence, and not looking the least bit wary of where she was walking.

Then again, Vermouth was awfully good at keeping secrets, so who knows how she really felt on the inside.

There is, in a hallway, a small child. He looks to be about seven years old. He looks to be a Kaito. He also looks rather confused and lost and startled.

He isn't going to introduce himself as Kuroba Kaito though, and he isn't going to be performing any magic tricks for you.