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[chenwho]

Who: Terry Sheridan and Conan Edogawa
What: Terry-stalking.
When: Day 2 of the plot
Where: Shinjuku
Rating: Certificate 15

He knew it was a long-shot...

Terry had contacts here in Tokyo. They mostly hung around the more seedier areas of the city, understandably. The type of people who were in to hire a guy like Terry Sheridan normally were up to no good.

Unfortunately, Terry is out of his time, as well as his world, as he wanders the familiar streets, pausing to look up at a building that once held a meeting place, or a bar where contacts liked to drink. Nothing familiar was here.

Occasionally, he'd glance around, just to make sure that some local Yakuza enforcer, or gang leader didn't want to make an example of the foreigner on their patch. He's aware it makes him look shifty as hell, but he'd rather be shifty and alive...

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[deductiongeek]

[Conan freezes and slowly steps back to the ground. He didn't fear guns. He'd been in this situation too often for that.

But he was wary when one was pointed at them. Especially when he didn't know the person well enough to predict their actions. And this guy? Was one big mystery.]

What do you want?

[chenwho]

I want to know what you want...

[Terry keeps his weapon, a standard handgun, levelled at Conan. His shoulder, to be precise. A wounding shot.]

...And who hired you.

[deductiongeek]

I told you. I was curious.

And who would hire a kid for anything?

[Conan had dropped his childish mannerisms in favor of a serious glare and adult-like posture.]

[chenwho]

You hear stories.

[And Terry's known it to happen.]

This curiosity... it's going to get you killed. Some folks don't hesitate to shoot tails, kids or not.

[deductiongeek]

[Conan had as well. Murderers who used kids as alibi excuses. Murderers who got their children to buy the supplies for their crime.

But the child he pretended to be wouldn't know that.]

Shouldn't you be more concerned that one of the people out there will see this?

[He jerks his head at the busy street behind them. And ignores the comment about his curiosity.]

[chenwho]

[A glance up at the street.]

Not really. We're shaded enough. And you seem pretty switched on, you're not going to make a fuss.

Are you?

[deductiongeek]

Its hard to predict things like that, isn't it? [Conan really needed to stop his habit of challenging people when they were pointing weapons at him.]

[chenwho]

I'm good at disappearing.

[deductiongeek]

You're from the castle, right? Even if you disappear here, you'll just show up there whenever this ends.

[chenwho]

Castle? What castle?

[deductiongeek]

[Conan will just give him an unimpressed look.]

[chenwho]

I don't know what castle you're talking about.

[He's very convincing.]

I think you've been out in the sun a wee bit much.

[deductiongeek]

I saw you there.

[chenwho]

[A shrug.]

Must have one of those faces. Not been to a castle in a few months.

[deductiongeek]

[Conan makes a thoughtful sound, but drops it.]

Are you going to put the gun down?