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[And, this is a very non-canon Shinichi, to be seen floating cross-legged with his eyes shut in the middle of the lobby. If you've seen the Star Wars prequels, you might recognise the brown Jedi robes and leather tunic as being padawan wear, and most notably for his rank, the braid that hung down over his shoulder onto his front.

After just a moment hovering there, he opens his eyes with a snap and falls to the floor with a rather undignified thump. He's starting to look worried.]

Stars, it's as though everyone just... disappeared. [Cue pacing around, not really taking anything in, but he's still talking to uh, himself. Or the Force. Take your pick. You might also be able to recognise the familiar-looking metal cylinder bumping against his leg.] Of course, I didn't feel them die, they simply vanished, not... and aside from that, I can feel a whole load of people here, too...

(ooc: This is a free verse, so feel free to play around in the sandbox - I'm still testing it out, and I what I write up here and in the character journal are mostly all I've got on it. Have fun~)

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[And, more happily this time ...] Ah.

[Shinichi went further into the room, inspecting what was on the tables.]

...I've never even seen some of these foods before.

[Conan follows closely behind, unwilling to be left behind but worried about their intrusion.] Is this really all right?

It should be... I don't see how anyone could be offended. It would be worse to let the food go to waste, no?

[Conan nods, in agreement.] That is one of the tenements of a priest.

I'd have to agree with your priesthood there, then!

Are you not merely hungry?

[You get a shrug for that.] I ate not too long ago. But even so, my Master calls me a stomach on legs more often than not.

[Conan relaxes. This spirit cannot be too dangerous then.] I would not mind some rice.

[Good choice. He knew about rice. Shinichi searched over the table a little, and found it, along with all the other traditional Japanese foods. Conan gets waved over.]

Is this what you meant?

[Conan abandons his puzzled contemplation of a ice swan sculpture to take a long, nodding in evident approval.]

That is it.

[ ... you take some first.]

[Shinichi caught onto the idea, what with how Conan was feeling uneasy and suspicious of it all. He didn't need much prompting, too.]

It's good.

[Conan is still suspicious and uneasy, but he's finding it increasingly harder to forget how hungry he is. Following Shinichi's lead goes here.]

It really is.