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justonetruth2011-10-15 09:18 am
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[An At Home.]
[There was a notice placed on the table of the dining room this morning, a thinly handwritten card announcing in spidery letters that:
Kudo of the 'Neath
a sagacious and perilous gentleman
will be At Home between the hours of 2 and 4 this afternoon
and Most Cordially requests Your Company.
Instructions on how to reach his room follow. If you take him up on his invitation, you'll find him in his room, the wooden floor neatly swept and with a borrowed carpet covering most of the tiny bullet holes. All sorrow spiders have been firmly shown the door, his bookcase dusted, the more shocking volumes put behind the presentable volumes, a couple of armchairs acquired by mysterious means and his bed, made and adorned with cushions as a make-shift sofa. The shelves, mantlepiece, cupboards, indeed, anywhere the light catches seems to be stuffed to the brim with various curiousities -- archaeological finds, letters, amulets, although in expectation of a visit by Kuroba, he has removed the more valuable items.
The hosts grey overcoat and bowler hat are on a hat stand, meaning that without them boosting his Shadowy, their owner is fully visible for once. He is pale and has recently lost weight, but there is a wiriness to him that suggests he is not to be taken lightly. He's kept his Neath glass goggles on -- dull green lenses that boost his ability to see by candlelight despite not needing them in the natural light coming from the window -- he feels naked enough without hat and coat that he's not sure about removing the goggles at all. Currently he is seated in one of the armchairs, fidgeting with his tie as he waits for a crumpet to toast.]
a sagacious and perilous gentleman
will be At Home between the hours of 2 and 4 this afternoon
and Most Cordially requests Your Company.
Instructions on how to reach his room follow. If you take him up on his invitation, you'll find him in his room, the wooden floor neatly swept and with a borrowed carpet covering most of the tiny bullet holes. All sorrow spiders have been firmly shown the door, his bookcase dusted, the more shocking volumes put behind the presentable volumes, a couple of armchairs acquired by mysterious means and his bed, made and adorned with cushions as a make-shift sofa. The shelves, mantlepiece, cupboards, indeed, anywhere the light catches seems to be stuffed to the brim with various curiousities -- archaeological finds, letters, amulets, although in expectation of a visit by Kuroba, he has removed the more valuable items.
The hosts grey overcoat and bowler hat are on a hat stand, meaning that without them boosting his Shadowy, their owner is fully visible for once. He is pale and has recently lost weight, but there is a wiriness to him that suggests he is not to be taken lightly. He's kept his Neath glass goggles on -- dull green lenses that boost his ability to see by candlelight despite not needing them in the natural light coming from the window -- he feels naked enough without hat and coat that he's not sure about removing the goggles at all. Currently he is seated in one of the armchairs, fidgeting with his tie as he waits for a crumpet to toast.]
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Miss Ran. I am glad you could stop by.
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[enters with a swish of skirts]
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[Pouring Ran a cup of tea -- look, he's remembered how she takes it.]
Do you prefer butter or honey on your crumpets?
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Ah, honey please.
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At any rate, I'm not complaining -- with my present company, I can safely say that old friends have lost none of their interest.
[Crumpet.]
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[sips]
I would be worried had you lost interest in us in so short a time. [crumpet!] Oh, thank you.
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I should not think that was something Miss Ran should ever need fear.
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I'm quite grateful for that. [smiles again and takes a dainty and obviously pleasurable bite of her crumpet. Warm bread and honey, yum]
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[still sounds somewhat divided over whether she believes it. Quite a lot here is fantastical, but that Conan was a little... well, overly excitable]
I've also heard mention of trains that move at impossible speeds, electrical boxes that permit you to speak to people on the other side of the world, and powered gliders made of metal that carry loads of people through the air.
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There is much to wonder at here. Is there anything in particular that has captured your interest?
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There is. I discovered a great room with a wooden floor that seems to be for the use of exercise and sports.
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How very splendid.
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And you?
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Well?
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[He needs to pull on his coat and bowler, after all. And that accomplished, this is a polished bow and an arm offered in your direction.]
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How did you discover them?
[she's been outside, briefly, but hadn't seen anything of the sort. Granted, it had been at night... and she's wanted to go outside again since then but seems to keep losing the way to the front door]
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[Kudo nodded to the room's window.] I got -- rather too giddy and fearing for my safety she insisted I take the stairs rather than a more immediate means of exit.
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Somehow I'm hardly surprised.
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