Mar 16, 2010 19:55
"I need a doctor!" The voice is scared, urgent, sounding incongruously in the otherwise stillness of the lobby. "Please, my friend is dying--"
There's a startled intake of breath as Ran takes in her surroundings, realises that she's in the same room as that in which she made her first inadvertent appearance in the dressing room. She whirls around, but all that's visible through the door behind her is the garden.
"No, no -- not now. It can't be--"
There's a barely choked back cry of pain, startling Ran out of her frozen state, as she looks down to the uniformed figure she's clutching. Shinichi's contorted, curled up in pain, only the familiar hair-spike identifying the bundle as him. A few drops of blood are left on the marble floor as Ran starts to run again. "Infirmary, that's it -- hold on, Shinichi, I'm not going to let anything happen -- someone help us, please!"
kudo shinichi,
[prose],
mouri ran,
*au