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Conan Edogawa | Shinichi Kudou ([personal profile] 1_truth) wrote in [community profile] mayfield_rpg 2012-08-20 09:03 pm (UTC)

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[ He just remains silent as he tries to work through everything he knows. He has a feeling he's starting to get Sherlock's nerves and honestly his paranoid thoughts are stifling to even him. But what else can he do? Clear his mind of course but that's best achieved by kicking a soccer ball around somewhere out in the open where there's fresh air. ]

[ That's out of the question of course and will be for sometime until after his ribs are healed up. Gin did far more damage then he could possibly know in breaking his ribs. He can't play soccer like this and that means it'll be more difficult than ever to clear his head. ]

[ Not to mention he's sure if he were to even try and get up he'd only experience pain-enough of it so no one would even have to force him back down. He can't roll over either. He would love too, about now, just to feel some kind of freedom but all he can do is just stare at the ceiling. He doesn't want to sleep. With his head so filled with thoughts on the organization it would invoke nightmares for sure. ]

[ Tch. What a kid he's become. Avoiding sleep to avoid nightmares. Too bad he ends up drifting off anyway. Pulled under, probably, by what ever painkillers are still in his system. ]

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