Case: 006

[1_truth]

{ →!Action | Around town }

[ By now, it's probably a familiar sight to see this seven year old moving through out the town. He stops on occasion to jot something down on his notepad and then continues on his way. It's like he's inspecting every aspect of the town to see what's different and what's consistant. Why he's doing this? It's hard to say. ]

[ He's also looking over the people he crosses and every now and then will stop to talk to a drone about something ridiculous- asking them weird questions like 'do you play soccer?' or inquiring as to the weather and making comments about the news paper. ]

[ When he loses interest or has the information he was after, he continues on his way. ]

{ →Action | John Doe Park | Just before dusk }

[ His daily walkthrough town has taken him to the park. The sun is about to start setting so he doesn't really intend to spend too much time out and about. In fact, he checks the watch he'll have to use temporarily to see that he should probably start heading home and see what his household was up too. ]

[ A sudden 'mewling' noise has him stop however, and he glances around for the little kitten he's sure must be around somewhere. He hears the same sound again and realizes that it sounds slightly distressed as it continues to mew at him or just in general. It doesn't sound injured so...? ]

[ Conan glances around carefully and looks up in the trees-sure enough a kitten has managed to get it's self stuck up there. He lets out a tired sigh and moves to the tree, setting his backpack on the ground to use as a boost so he can up the tree. ]

[ It takes a bit of doing, but finally, he manages to get to where he can reach the stranded cat. He holds out his arm for it to come closer but the next thing he knows is there is a loud crack and he landing directly on the arm that he had been trying to get the cat to come to, a searing pain shooting all through his left side. ]

[ And, as if to add insult to injury, the kitten hops down on to his head, to the ground and rushes off. ]

Comments

Action - Park

[originalnumber]

"...." There's an Astral with a guinea pig staring down at you in worry. "Ah... Are you able to get up.."

He did not like the sound of that crack. He did not like that sound at all...

[1_truth]

[ Conan sits up a little better, finding that any weight applied to his arms just results in a horrible pain. ]

Ah.. yeah... I think so.

[originalnumber]

He holds a free hand forward. "Here."

[1_truth]

[ Conan takes it with the hand that is not currently causing him pain. Luckily, for him the hand he writes with- his right is one that survived the fall... his left... well... it's kinda starting to swell. ]

Thanks..

[originalnumber]

He's noticing that.

"...Is there somewhere we can take you to have this arm looked over?"

[1_truth]

There's probably a clinic somewhere nearby...

[ Hold on while he goes over his cognitive map of mayfield ]

[originalnumber]

"Two blocks east, straight ahead from there, 187 meters in distance walking, if a 'clinic' is what is required." Astral how do you know the exact distance of things.

[1_truth]

Yeah, thanks...

[ Conan would probably know the exact distance himself but he's trying to think over several forming bruises and a possibly-very likely broken arm. ]

[originalnumber]

"Are you able to walk alright then?"

action; around town.

[trespasses]

Hey!

[Conan, say hello to a middle school Haruhi.]

What are you doing?

[1_truth]

[ Conan looks up from where he was jotting down so notes as he doesn't really recognize her voice... and yet at the same time... ]

Investig-ah... [ What's happened to Haruhi? ] Oneesan?

[trespasses]

[Haruhi laughs as she places her hands on her hips. Thankfully she’s not too short.

… Or sounds too different.]

Yep! I’m Suzumiya Haruhi. You probably didn’t recognize me, huh?

[1_truth]

No, it isn't that- It's just a little surprising is all... [ Not that he has person experience in the area of suddenly de-aging. Nope. Not at all. ]

What happened?

[trespasses]

I don’t know.

[She then folds her arms, thinking a little bit…]

Maybe it’s that time of the month again? Anyway, it doesn’t matter. You don’t happen to know where I can find chalk, do you?

[1_truth]

Most of the classrooms have them. [ Smart ass. ]

Or you could try the school supplies section in the grocery store.

[trespasses]

The schools are closed today since it’s Saturday…

[There’s a pause after that, while she murmurs the following:]

But maybe I can break in.

… Except! The grocery store’s probably much, much closer! Even though it’s kind of boring to just buy chalk there.

[1_truth]

I wouldn't advise breaking in. And, you could always buy a coke and candy to go with it.

at the park

[acuity]

[ the kitten runs by Platina on its way out, and she pauses and looks after it for a moment. it's still weird seeing non-pokemon creatures running around!... for the moment, though, she didn't notice Conan lying under the tree. ]

[1_truth]

[ Ow. Pain. Why did that stupid branch have to break. Stupid cat. ]

[ He will slowly get to his feet, muttering darkly under his breath and being careful with his arm. He's sure that fall did not do it any favors. ]

[acuity]

[ because you had to be a big damn hero, apparently! she finally sees Conan favoring his arm and approaches with concern. ]

Are you all right?

[1_truth]

Um.. Yeah.. I think so.

[ looking down at his arm as he puts on the tough little boy routine. Damn it. That HURT. ]

...I-I might need to see someone about this, though... [ He's not exactly a doctor but he knows enough to know that swelling isn't a good sign. ]

[acuity]

Does it hurt...?

[ it really isn't! not that she'd know either but hey. and wait now that she thinks about it that's probably a pretty obvious question. ]

Do you know where the hospital is?

[1_truth]

Y-yeah... [ Not that he wants to deal with drones but.. he just might not have a choice ] Shouldn't be too hard to get too.

[acuity]

It shouldn't be too far... I could help walk you there, if that's okay with you...

[1_truth]

If you want. I don't really mind.

[ He has no reason to refuse, after all. ]