http://dynamic-brat.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dynamic-brat.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] justonetruth2010-04-30 08:54 pm

Mission Improbable.

This particular Shinichi prides himself on stealth. Discreet appearances and exits, undetectable surveillance, shadowing -- there is little about stalking he doesn't know (note: this isn't necessarily a good thing). There's just one thing.

He's not Shinichi any more.

The lack of height is in many ways a plus. Who is going to suspect a seven-year-old of following them? That's if he can avoid truant officers of course. The rest of it, however--

It needs work. And that is precisely what Conan is doing.

It's night. You might be in the library when you hear a strange noise. Have the feeling you're being watched in the kitchen. See something shift just on the edge of your vision as you make your way down the corridors to bed.

Whatever you're doing, you're not alone.

[identity profile] weaponofathief.livejournal.com 2010-04-30 12:26 pm (UTC)(link)
This particular Hakuba is used to stealth, not from his own self as much as from others. He's used to being stalked, and used to stalking meaning nothing good.

So he doesn't show that he realizes it, instead simply turning over another page in the mystery novel he's reading (he's gotten downright addicted to these things since he came here, trying to solve the cases before the reveal), and shifts into a slightly better position for sudden movement.

[identity profile] weaponofathief.livejournal.com 2010-04-30 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Hakuba doesn't comment on the scuffling, opting instead to return his focus to the book.

[identity profile] weaponofathief.livejournal.com 2010-04-30 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Hakuba puts down his book and walks over, crouching down beside the smaller boy.

"You might want to invest in a pair of gloves with rubber grips."

[identity profile] weaponofathief.livejournal.com 2010-04-30 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"There wasn't an extra pair in your dressing room?" He moves the books into something resembling a stack.

"Are you hurt at all?"

[identity profile] weaponofathief.livejournal.com 2010-04-30 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"There might be some there. The dressing rooms are extremely customized." He studies the 'child', wanting to make sure he's approaching this conversation from the proper angle. "Are you Shinichi Kudo or are you actually seven years old?"

[identity profile] shrunkenvamp.livejournal.com 2010-05-02 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
This particular shrunken Shinichi had noticed a Conan following him a while back, and had wondered at the time the exact reason why. But whatever they were trying to accomplish, it wasn't working. He turned around at just the right moment, to come face-to-face with his double.

"Oi, oi... d'you mind?"

Those footsteps were loud and the breathing was audible. He could hear his double from ... well, a long way away.

[identity profile] shrunkenvamp.livejournal.com 2010-05-02 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"I heard you. Simple as that." Not quite, actually - there's also scent involved, but not quite so much since it's like an echo more than anything else.

[identity profile] shrunkenvamp.livejournal.com 2010-05-02 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not quiet enough."

Yes, there is something different here. His glasses don't quite hide that sheen in his eyes, and he can't quite seem to hide the pallour of his skin far enough.

[identity profile] shrunkenvamp.livejournal.com 2010-05-02 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
And this Conan slips easily out of reach. He'll have to try harder. Oh, great. There's a stupid version of me trying to figure me out. Joy.

[identity profile] azureskiesmagic.livejournal.com 2010-05-02 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Sneaking up on a phantom thief wasn't easy, and Aoko had heard the tell-tale noises that indicated she was being followed almost immediately after Conan started stalking her. instead of commenting on it, however, she merely secured herself a glass of water in the kitchen and padded back to her room.

Just to see how far this stranger would follow her.

[identity profile] azureskiesmagic.livejournal.com 2010-05-03 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
Ah... she recognizes that voice. It's Conan. Though why he would be stalking her, she has no idea...

She spins to face the source of the voice, blinking in the dark. "Conan-kun? What'd you find?"

[identity profile] azureskiesmagic.livejournal.com 2010-05-06 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Aoko approaches, a curious expression on her features. "A beetle? Inside?"

[identity profile] azureskiesmagic.livejournal.com 2010-05-07 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
Looks like-- Aoko raised an eyebrow at Conan, and although she peered closely at the beetle to indulge him, she didn't say actually look for any similarities to friends she knew. "Why would the beetle look familiar?"