Case: 001

[1_truth]

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[Conan is not a heavy sleeper. He cannot afford to be as he lives under a constant threat of danger. He's not paranoid. He has every right to be as cautious being in the situation he's currently stuck in. Or... was... stuck in. Being the cautious detective that he is he always made sure to leave a tiny lump in his sleeping mat when he rolled it out for the night. He made absolute sure that it would dig right into his middle so that if he was ever kidnapped from the Mouri residence he'd know right away that he wasn't on his mat and had somehow been moved.]

[So, when the siren starts to blare the young detective is easily awakened and jolts upright. These surroundings are foreign to him and definitely have a western feel to them. He notices right off that he's in a bed and not on a mat before blindly feeling for his glasses. Upon locating them, he shoves them on his face and presses the button for night vision-]

Ah le?

[-Nothing. How odd. The door is slightly ajar so Conan slips out of bed, still clad in his light green pajamas, and moves over to feel if there's a light switch-but that alarm is getting REALLY annoying and just might be taking priority. As silently as he possibly can, he's moving through the house and trying to quickly locate a way out.]

Comments

[slave_of_suzumiya]

... Hm?

(... Someone new? Interesting time to make an entrance.)

[1_truth]

[May be a brilliant detective but even his deductive abilities can't help him to find the exit as the layout of a house, while somewhat predictable is generally different and since this is his first time in this house there's no way he could just know where the exit is. Not mention that STUPID alarm is so loud and he can't clear his thoughts long enough to figure something out.]

[He just continues to blindly feel around the dark until he runs into something-or someone. It's warm and Conan can feel cotton- pajamas?]

A-ah! Sorry!

[He quickly steps back and tries to get a good look at the person he's just run into. No good. Too dark.]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

... You wouldn't by any chance know what's been going on the past three days, would you?

[1_truth]

The past three?

[what was this guy after? There's no way Conan could know that. That noise is distracting him from making coherent deductions and he's only just arrived as far as he knows]

No, I literally just woke up.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Ah, I see... Never mind then. Welcome to Mayfield, I guess.

[1_truth]

Mayfield?

[...That's an interesting choice of words considering it had not been his choice to come here]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Long story short, you've been kidnapped to some kind of alternate dimension from which there's no apparent escape. ... And it has the appearance of 1950s America.

[1_truth]

Ah.. I see...

1950s huh? So it's definitely a western style home and light switch is probably just out of his reach to the immediate right of the door leading out of the room.]

S-so.. what's that alarm? A nuclear power plant? It sounds kinda like a melt-down alarm.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Who knows? But the calendar jumped three days just before it started.

[1_truth]

Jumped...?

[...interesting enough.]

...Ne, can you turn on the light? I think I'd feel better if I could see.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Ah, sure...

[And he flicks the light switch...]

[1_truth]

[Much better. Now that he can see clearly he gives this guy a quickly look over to see what he can deduce from his appearance. It being so late-or early though, there isn't that much he can get. However, turing the light on reveals that Conan, if not indicated by his size, is a small seven year old boy. Japanese with blue eyes and currently in light green pajamas]

Thanks!

... Do you think they'll turn that off soon? [That alarm was really starting to get on his nerves]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

I hope so...

Anyway, my name is... [The klaxon continues to blare...] ... most people tend to just call me Kyon though.

[1_truth]

[...he did not catch that. That damn alarm is stupid and since there's a high chance he'd just miss it again he'll just accept his name as 'Kyon' for now.]

I'm Edogawa Conan, nice to meet you, I guess. [considering the circumstances...]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Nice to meet you too, Edogawa. So, whereabouts are you from anyway?

[1_truth]

Tokyo, Japan! ...what about you?

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Tokyo, huh? I'm from Nishinomiya, in the Hyogo prefecture. It's pretty much a backwater compared to somewhere like Tokyo though.

[1_truth]

I do a lot of traveling so I might have been there before. My Guardian's a detective.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

A detective, huh? Sounds interesting.

[1_truth]

It is. I aways go with him so I get to meet all sorts of interesting people. [And get in all sorts of trouble but that's not important]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Of course, but you'd probably get caught up in a fair bit of trouble too, right?

[1_truth]

Ah... well.. sometimes, I guess...

[slave_of_suzumiya]

I know that most cases I've been in proximity to have been nothing but trouble.

(Of course, when it comes to Haruhi, you're always prepared for trouble. ... The only problem is that she makes it double what you were prepared for.)

[1_truth]

[And Conan's interest is caught]

You've been around some cases?

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Uh, well back home there was a missing person one time...

(... being held captive by a camel cricket in a pocket universe.)

And there was a murder while we were on vacation during the summer holidays, but it turned out to be a staged fake.

[1_truth]

Oh? I've kidnapped a few times, and helped with some missing person cases.

... [He's going to have to think about this for a minute] I may have lost count on how many murder cases I've been around-but it's probably close to 600.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

S-six hundred!? ... That's quite a lot, especially for a kid your age.

[1_truth]

The crime rate is really high back home. And that's not counting the cases that happen outside of Tokyo.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

I see... There isn't really much in the way of crime back home for me...

(Unless Haruhi breaking the laws of nature counts.)

[1_truth]

Must be peaceful. I don't think a detective's job is ever done.

--At least, that's what I get from Oji-san, and Shinichi-niichan.

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Well, there's a difference between "crime free" and "problem free"...

[1_truth]

That's true, I guess. [Crime free just kinda sounds boring though. Not that he would ever want someone to commit crime.]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Honestly, the nonsense I have to put up with daily back home... And well, here too I guess with Haruhi around.

[1_truth]

Haruhi? [Clearly someone that was also here if the way he chose his words was anything to go by]

[slave_of_suzumiya]

Haruhi is... well, I'm sure it'll be clear when you meet her.