http://blewupmyjob.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] blewupmyjob.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] justonetruth2010-01-12 08:02 pm
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[Anyone passing through the hallways might notices a young boy kneeling down in front of a door, jiggling the handle in an attempt to get it open. Further inspection will show that he's actually attempting to pick the door's lock-- and mumbling something in irritation to himself.

Even further inspection might let you overhear some of his one-sided conversation]


Stupid prick... would go so much faster if I had the stupid screwdriver... but noooo, I'm not allowed to hold onto it!

[The next part is said in a voice that is much too British and much too similar to a certain detective... well, Doctor, everyone else probably knows]

"It's much too valuable and you'd just use it to sneak into the girls' locker room again, and if you're gonna do that, you should actually work for it!"

[a scoff and he's back to using his own voice. He gives the door a kick for good measure]

Thinks he's a wise guy, doesn't he? Stupid Doctor and his stupid wisecracks--

[his mumbling turns incoherent again as he focuses all of his attention on the very stubborn lock in front of him]

[identity profile] sorrowism.livejournal.com 2010-01-13 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Haibara shakes her head with a bit of disapproval.]

It isn't your fault. I just can no longer take it and hold it like I used to.

[identity profile] sorrowism.livejournal.com 2010-01-13 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Ah. [She just nodded. Haibara was never the optomist, and Kudou-kun knew that. They were similar in the way that they both wanted to help her. She looked up at Kuroba and gave a small smile.]

Thank you.