[After the past few weeks of mayhem - but not in a bad way - the lull of activity here this week has left him bored. He's wandering around the manor trying to find something to do when he finds himself in the room with the instruments on impulse ( Read more... )

[Ran wasn't really all that concerned with the fact that her legs were traded in for a crimson mermaid tail. It didn't even really bother her that she was now surrounded with coral reefs and beds of seaweed.]

[No, she had more pressing matters on her mind. Not even the fact that Conan-kun hadn't been seen for the past week was enough to distract her ( Read more... )

[ Waking up somewhere he doesn't recognise isn't exactly something new for Eames. There's a particular month from 1998 that he can't remember anything from, an inventive little bender for a job well done.

So he doesn't think much of it. Sitting up in the bed, he finds himself fully clothed, even down to his boots. Strange. His gun's still secured ( Read more... )