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[westdetective]

Who: Dissimulo Residents
Where: Dissimulo
When: All day Monday, The 31st
Rating: P-R? Depends on you guys
Summary: Everything is going down in flames! Okay not really, but shits happening all over the place.
The Log:

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[westdetective]

[Heiji Was making rounds around the town. Because why not? This place needed order and he would damn well give those orders. That's what happens when political rulings are all over the place.

Did he approach you?]

[kungfublackfrog]

[He did approach the 'woman' and Adam tried his keep his face hidden from the teen's view. He did not want to be found out and the teasing to come made him shudder. He was glad that the kimono he was wearing covered up nearly his entire body and he kept his hand up.

He wanted to yell for him to stay away but some unknown force made him stop and stay silent.]

[westdetective]

[Well this was a new problem after all.

The teen grunted. Really?]

What's yer problem?

[kungfublackfrog]

[Thank goodness he stayed silent. But instead on replying, he just keeps on walking. No, no, no, he did NOT want to be near anyone in this!]

[kungfublackfrog]

[There's a strange woman walking around the town wearing an elaborate black kimono with a flower pattern and a green obi. With her painted features and hair done in the traditional maiko style, she has one sleeve hand covering her mouth. It looked like she was...trying to hide?

Did you see 'her'?]

[modernholmes]

[Conan doesn't see her, but he does step into her path. What do?]

[kungfublackfrog]

[Stop and stare. 'She' knows this little boy but why would he be in a panda suit? 'She' tilts her head and tries to kneel to his level, wordlessly asking what was going on.]

[modernholmes]

[Conan blinks and stares at her.]

Have we met?

[modernholmes]

[There's an adorable sleepy child wandering around in a panda costume. Bother him?]

[waytoopatient]

[Always.

Ran's never liked dancing--in fact she's never even thought about it, before finding that ballerina doll in her room. Strange as that is, though, she can't ignore children. Not in a place like Fortuna.

So, with the grace of a ballerina, she walks over to him to get a better look.

...

...]

Conan?

[modernholmes]

....Ran-neechan?

[Conan wasn't sure what was worse. That Ran was seeing him in this silly costume or that all he could think was how beautiful she was in her costume. Either way he turns bright red and tries to sink back into his hood.]

[waytoopatient]

You, too, huh? This is so weird...

[TOO BAD, she's gonna sit down right next to you, whoops.]

Oh--

Sorry, were...were you sleeping?

[onthesandbank]

[If one was forced to wear such a ridiculous costume, there was very little one could do except brazen it out. Amelia sweeps into Dissimulo, her head held high under the heavy weight of her gold headdress, and begins searching for someone to talk to.]

[waytoopatient]

...Are you looking for someone, miss?

[Ran curtsies, in a way she's never done before, almost surprising herself. She's never acted like this before...

If only she could take off this tutu...]

[onthesandbank]

[Amelia turns and addresses the young lady in a firm voice.] شخص الوحيد الذي يعرف ما يجري ، يا عزيزي.

[waytoopatient]

[....o h.

Um.]

What...what was that?

[Yeah, she doesn't speak Egyptian. Whoops. This is awkward.]

[dreamsonwings]

[Running through the town (and in heels no less) is a worried acrobat wearing a white sleeveless dress with plunging neckline and nearly see through skirt. Right now, she was running in the direction of the subway, hoping to see her friends in the city weren't harmed.

Do you stop her to say hello?]