Log with Hakuba [With brief appearance by Beatrice.] During week of no magic.

[17_going_on_8]

[As soon it wasn't an indecently early hour (though still too early for any person to get up unless they have specific PLANS), Conan was heading for where he knew Hakuba's current room was. He'd come to a decision after talking with Kaito and he wasn't going to let paranoia get him to think up another hundred things to NOT do this

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[im_in_ur_exit]

[Saguru, strangely enough, has this habit of rising at the crack of dawn whether there's an alarm clock or not - it takes one Hell of a runaround on a heist and being out until almost time to get up to interfere with that.]

[This means he's already folded up and put away the futon and extra blankets and all by the time the knock comes. MUN absolutely isn't plotting against him not at all]

[So, answering the door will be a slightly muzzy "I should've choked my internal alarm" Hakuba who obviously hasn't gotten nearly enough sleep, shirtless, disheveled, and a little confused. Oh, and Beatrice is there.] Conan-kun?

[17_going_on_8]

Hello, Hakuba-niisan. [It was a rather neutral tone, facing Hakuba when he said it before he scanned the room behind him. A habit, really. Just to be sure there was something suspicious.] There's something I nee-

[And then he choked on his words. Only one sleeping space obvious. He glanced at Hakuba. Tired, disheveled, no shirt. He looked at the bed again. Some blonde girl. Did Hakuba just work that fast?! What was...]

[What....]

....

[Was that Beatrice's hair ornament on the night stand?] WHY IS BEATO IN YOUR BED?!

1/2

[bitchcrafts]

[ Of course, Beato looks her fair share of more disheveled than usual because she doesn't have any magic to pretty her up into that ethereal magically prim look she usually has-- probably doesn't have much in terms of night clothes, either, just a really long shirt, maybe. At first, she's really, really annoyed to be woken up so early with someone screaming, then she spots him.

'Oh. Chibi-Battler thinks I'm involved with Mister London.' ]

[bitchcrafts]

[ ... So of course, all you two get is a sneering cackle before she rolls over back in bed. You boys can deduce through the awkwardness all you want. ]

1/3

[im_in_ur_exit]

[Sadly, it doesn't take long at ALL to click what things look like.]

[Hakuba is now about fifty shades of red and having a complete Abort/Retry/Fail BSOD traumaface.]

2/3

[im_in_ur_exit]

[And a few awkward hand gestures and half-almost-mouthing something]

[OH GOOD GOD NO]

3/3

[im_in_ur_exit]

I didn't - she - aaaaiiiigggggggghhhh [EPIC FACEPALM]

[Epic enough that his next words are muffled by having his face buried in his hands.]

[Still a VERY impressive shade of red.]

I-told-Belldandy-I'd-let-people-stay-in-my-room-and-she-showed-up-I-slept-on-a-futon-I-just-put-away-NOTHING. HAPPENED."

[killmenow]

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[What the...] What's with that cackle?! What's that supposed to mean?! [Ignoring Hakuba's flailing cause what.]

[And...he only hears a few words through his hands and fast talking and they are not the right ones.]

She just showed up and you slept with her and that's supposed to mean nothing happened?!

[im_in_ur_exit]

[OHGODNO]

[D8 D8 D8]

[Some flailing imminent.]

I DIDN'T SLEEP WITH HER!!! I SLEPT ON THE FLOOR!! ON A FUTON! IT'S IN THE CLOSET RIGHT THERE!!! [Ohgodpleasebelieveme ;_; D8 ]

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[Conan stared. And stared. And started.]

[And because his mind is on 'OMGWTFBBQ WHATWHATWHAT' mode, he does the worst possible thing.]

BEATO, DID NOTHING REALLY HAPPEN?!

[Had he been thinking straight, he'd remember that asking her in this situation was not gonna help. At all.]

[bitchcrafts]

What was it you said last night, Mister London? 'After all, I'm sure most guys my age would love to have a lovely lady in their bed'?

[ AHAHA.WAV ]

[im_in_ur_exit]

[OH GOD.]

[WHY DID I EVER OPEN MY MOUTH LAST NIGHT. WHAT WAS I DRINKING. I WAS DRINKING RIGHT? WHY CAN'T I USE ALCOHOL AS AN EXCUSE?]

[There are a few incoherent squeaking noises, he's now probably the color of Kid's tie, and the Abort/Retry/FAil BSOD traumaface has returned.]

[It might be a minute before he regains his grasp of language.]

[17_going_on_8]

[Conan is making some pretty interesting, incoherent noises himself. It was just...Beatrice and HAKUBA?!]

But...but what about Battler?! And Hakuba...he's only been....

WHAT?!

[bitchcrafts]

Without love, you can't see the truth, Chibi-Battler.

[ Okay usually this would be a completely pointless quip from her you've heard a dozen times by now and presently said just to annoy you, Conan, and maybe add fuel to the fire.

But really, she's hinting that you know her better than this and it's not the truth and she is just enjoying herself immensely watching the two of you flip out, she will be disappoint if you don't pick up on that much. ]

[im_in_ur_exit]

[He hasn't quite achieved speech yet.]

[But.]

[There is headshaking and a very complete traumaface and he's starting to mouth some broken sentence fragments!]

["DoyouseriouslythinkwhywouldIdidn't" mixed in with some incoherent trauma noises.]

[17_going_on_8]

WHAT DOES THAt have to do....with....

[Trailing off as the sentence throws off him off his 'WHATWHATWHAT' train of thought enough he starts to actually THINKS and facepalms before giving her such a flat look.]

....there are times I really hate you. [Not really, but still.]