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[theotherknight.livejournal.com]

Nine minutes, thirty-one seconds.

[one hand is in his pocket, fingering the pocketwatch there, keeping track of the time he's been in the dressing room. His gaze is restless as he looks around, keeping a constant lookout for movement, for a person - or people - as he explores]

[he looks just like any Saguru you might meet at a crossroads. Perhaps the shadows under his eyes are a little darker than normal, but he's probably just had a few late nights chasing a thief]

[right?]

[ooc: and I'm sure we all know where this is going by now~ DR, have the third of four mirror!detectives]

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[deaduction.livejournal.com]

[Cleaning up? It's not an analogy Shinichi would use, but he can see how it might appeal and relaxes slightly.]

A tough job, but somebody has to do it?

[theotherknight.livejournal.com]

Precisely.

Nakamori and his men were doing well enough before I came - I suppose my presence gives them something of a well-needed break.

[He's thought about quitting, but only to entertain the thought - 1412 would follow him, he's almost sure of it. And that would be worse than the alternative of staying.]

[deaduction.livejournal.com]

So it's like that ...

Well, I'll leave you to it.

[theotherknight.livejournal.com]

[he nods perfuntorialy]

Of course.