1_truth: (There may be pain involved)
Conan Edogawa | Shinichi Kudou ([personal profile] 1_truth) wrote in [community profile] mayfield_rpg2012-08-12 08:58 pm

Case: 021

{{ →!Action - 1449 Mitchell Road | Late in the Night }}

[ Conan isn't thinking straight. All he wants is to get off the street and find a phone. He needs to find a phone before he passes out and Gin catches up with him. He has no idea what setting his shoes had been on but at the moment he didn't really care. He was free! He'd escaped. Again. He stumbles all over the sidewalk and at one point even falls to his hands and knees-Or in his case forearms and knees as his hands are still tightly bound by cables. The sudden impact blurs his vision worse and sends a very unpleasant jolt up the injured shoulder. ]

[ He takes a few breaths and wills himself to push on, moving back to his feet and going a little farther before tripping and falling foreword again. This is never going to work. He's never going to make it back home. But damn it, he doesn't have a cell phone so it's not like-wait. Maybe-maybe he could borrow someone else's phone? If he's remembering correctly Mayfield doesn't have a shortage of them. ]

[ Somehow, by some miracle stroke of luck he manages to find a house and break the window before climbing inside-gaining a few extra cuts as he does. Conan doesn't seem to notice however, as he just lets himself fall heavily onto the floor, landing on the broken glass and just taking a moment to breathe. ]

[ Gotta get to the phone. Gotta get to the phone. A few more step Kudo. You can do this. With a mighty effort he gets to his feet, ignoring the glass shards he'd landed on and pushing himself to the phone-most phones were-were-Aha! ]

[ His hand tightens around the phone and stares down at the blurry numbers. H-how did you filter these things again? W-was it-? ]


{{ →!Phone (Probably a failed filter to Sherlock) | Late in the Night }}

[ At first there's nothing but heavy breathing-like someone fighting to stay conscious. ]

C-Can you... [ another breath ] ...can you c-come get me...?
nonmetus: (Something's not right)

Action!

[personal profile] nonmetus 2012-08-13 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Oi-- who're you? [James heard the crash, and thundered down the stairs, only to stop, staring at Conan] Bloody-- are you alright?
nonmetus: (What do we have here?)

[personal profile] nonmetus 2012-08-14 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Dying, that's what. [James comes over to him, carefully looking him over] Oi, here, you need to sit down.
nonmetus: (Don't you dare)

[personal profile] nonmetus 2012-08-14 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[James very carefully leads him to a chair, pulling it out for him before crouching down in front of him] What the hell happened to you?
nonmetus: (Day break)

[personal profile] nonmetus 2012-08-14 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, yes, fell into a pile of glass, then rolled through a puddle of goo. Of course. [But the doesn't ask, only getting up to grab some paper towels, using them to wipe off some of the worst of it, gentle around his injuries] Who were you trying to call? I can bring you home if you need.
nonmetus: (Waiting...)

[personal profile] nonmetus 2012-08-15 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Alright. You won't pass out on me if I go get you a blanket, will you? [James peers into his face, too afraid he'll hurt him to check his vitals or anything like that]
nonmetus: (What do we have here?)

[personal profile] nonmetus 2012-08-18 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, alright. Well, what... can we do?
nonmetus: (Waiting...)

[personal profile] nonmetus 2012-09-04 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Alright. I can wait. [James sits down across from him, ready in case anything happens, in case he needs something]
highfunctioning_sociopath: Sign of Three (phone)

[Phone]

[personal profile] highfunctioning_sociopath 2012-08-13 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Sherlock finds his way to the phone. These landlines are quite annoying. God, he missed his mobile.]

Hello? Who is this?

[He doesn't quite recognize the voice.]
highfunctioning_sociopath: Sign of Three (phone)

Re: [Phone]

[personal profile] highfunctioning_sociopath 2012-08-13 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sherlock is suddenly wide awake.]

Conan! What's happened? Where are you?
highfunctioning_sociopath: Sign of Three (phone)

Re: [Phone]

[personal profile] highfunctioning_sociopath 2012-08-13 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sherlock winced. It wasn't very much information to go on, but it would be enough. Now he really wished he had his mobile. He needed Conan to keep talking, but he needed to find him too.]

Are you hurt?
highfunctioning_sociopath: Sign of Three (phone)

Re: [Phone] ---> [Action]

[personal profile] highfunctioning_sociopath 2012-08-13 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sherlock grits his teeth.]

All right. Keep calm, I'm on my way.

[With that Sherlock hung up. Luckily, he had spent some time memorizing the layout of Mayfield - it wasn't like there were a lot of other things to do. He gathered a first aid kit, and some warm blankets - for shock - and got into the car. He drove to the butchers first, then looked around for a broken window. He finally found his way to 1449 Mitchell Road. He carefully climbed through the window. In a loud whisper, he called out.]

Conan?
highfunctioning_sociopath: A Study in Pink (lestrade blanket)

[Action]

[personal profile] highfunctioning_sociopath 2012-08-13 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh Sherlock was not prepared for this. Even in the dark he could see wounds that... well he didn't like to see such wounds on John, let alone a kid. Sherlock had the blanket and First Aid kit with him, but this was beyond his abilities. If John were here... He shakes the thought away.]

[He takes the blanket from around his shoulders and wraps it around Conan.]

We'll have to take you to hospital. I'm n-not John. I... It must be hospital for you.
highfunctioning_sociopath: Scandal in Belgravia (Mrs. Hudson tender)

Re: [Action]

[personal profile] highfunctioning_sociopath 2012-08-13 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sherlock's voice is low and serious. He gently makes to pick Conan up.]

Conan, I can't take care of this. I'm not a doctor.
highfunctioning_sociopath: Scandal in Belgravia (Mrs. Hudson tender)

Re: [Action]

[personal profile] highfunctioning_sociopath 2012-08-13 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[As gently as he could he picked Conan up, cradling him in his arms.]

Who did this to you?

[Sherlock was making his way to the front door - it was the closest to the car.]
highfunctioning_sociopath: Sign of Three (annoyed)

Re: [Action]

[personal profile] highfunctioning_sociopath 2012-08-13 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sherlock rolls his eyes and gently moves Conan into the back seat of the car.]

I told you not to go after him!

[Sherlock is annoyed and worried, so he more shouted that than said it. And that solidified Sherlock's mind. They had no choice but to go to hospital.]
highfunctioning_sociopath: (driving)

Re: [Action]

[personal profile] highfunctioning_sociopath 2012-08-13 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Quite.

[It was spoken softly, but clearly an order. Sherlock made sure that Conan was properly covered and as secure as he could in the back seat. Then he climbed into the front seat and drove the care to hospital.]

[Once they get there, he again gently picks Conan up.]

You will be checked in under my name, since I am responsible for you. If they'll let me, I will use my brother's name for you to try to earn as much protection for you as I can, all right?
demonhunting: ([shock] devil's trap)

[phone]

[personal profile] demonhunting 2012-08-13 10:10 am (UTC)(link)
[...aw, crap.]

Where are you?
demonhunting: ([bemused] the magnificent seven)

[phone]

[personal profile] demonhunting 2012-08-13 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Look, just stay right there. Can you figure out where you are?