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Mouri Ran ([personal profile] singlefaith) wrote in [community profile] tornheart2017-08-22 08:36 pm

Sensory overload

Who: Ran, Chikusa, Heiji, and Conan in one; Ran and Heiji in the other. OPEN PROMPT AVAILABLE TOO.
When: A few days after Awakening and this conversation.
Where: Stop and Smell the Roses (Ran's mother's flower shop) and the Hartwell house
What: Probable Doom on all fronts


A. Closed - Stepping into the flower shop is like walking into a small secret garden. The space itself isn't huge -- in fact, it's one of the smaller shops on the street. But it makes an impression. The scent hits first -- dozens of different flower types twining into one heady aroma, with the underlying faintly musty tang of fresh soil and moss. Color is next -- peach and purple and pink and red and yellow and pale green and nearly every color in between, clustered in pails and urns and great glass vases that trail ivy. Silk flowers mingle in with the fresh, and it's nearly impossible to tell the difference between them unless they're in the refrigerators that line a back wall. Antiques and curiosities -- large furniture, ornate mirrors, lamps, knick-nacks -- mingle in with the flowers, waiting to be discovered among the blooms.

There's a network of narrow pathways to move around the store, periodically dotted with garden arches twined with silk ivy and tiny flowers. One trail wends its way through back to the working counter, where Ran's mother (and sometimes Ran, on lesser arrangements) arranges flowers. Another leads back towards the register (also an antique) and the refrigerated arrangements. Another door, marked "Employees Only," leads down to a dungeon-like basement.

This is Stop and Smell the Roses. It's currently occupied by one Ran Mouri, trying to work with Chikusa after a certain conversation. Can this really go well?

. . . We forgot to mention the detectives lurking around to keep an eye on things. There may be no hope.

B. Closed - A few days of awkward silence pass. Finally, Ran resolves to do something about it. She comes to the Hartwell house in the early morning just as she used to do before her memories returned, letting herself in out of habit. It's still quite early, and the kitchen is dark and empty. Drawing a breath, Ran flicks the lights on and begins to work.

The smell of warm pancakes and coffee fills the house, the aroma coaxing the boys downstairs.

There's one she needs to talk to in particular.

C. OPEN - Want to come in the flower shop to interact with Chikusa or Ran? Come on in!
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C - Training at the Dojo

[personal profile] possedere 2017-08-24 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Even though it had already felt like a long enough day, Mukuro had gone and bought a small bouquet of white roses, which had been laughable considering their symbolic meaning, and had made his way to Makoto's dojo. While he was slightly wary of running into Chikusa's 'brother', he had a feeling so long as he behaved he'd be fine for now. It helped to have company he could use to distract and misdirect.

Biting back a yawn, Mukuro stretched his arms over his head, keeping his eyes peeled for anyone else with roses. Once he spotted someone, he waved slightly just to see what sort of reaction he'd get.
]
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A.

[personal profile] spoilsfun 2017-08-25 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
After the conversation with Ran the other day (or rather Shinichi's conversation with Ran), Conan had taken it upon himself to spend as much time with Ran as possible. It wasn't what either of them wanted, but at least it was something.

And Chikusa was definitely not a person that he wanted Ran to have to deal with by herself, For the moment Conan busies himself behind a nearby display, ready to jump out with a distraction the moment one was needed.
kokuyoyo: (Please don't place wagers on my)

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2017-08-29 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
If Conan thinks Chikusa is going to do much, he might disappointed. In contrast to his combative words on the app and the frankly worrying mindset that he's demonstrated, he's rather dull in person. There's a certain lethargic slowness to his movements as he shuffles about the flowershop for whatever needs doing, and, whenever he has time to himself, he seems to spend it idly spacing out more often than not.

Not right now, however. Instead, he's using his long reach to get to places that are a little harder otherwise. As he arranges some pots, he finally speaks his first words beyond the usual dull pleasantries. "That guy you were asking about.... Did you find him?"

Exactly the kind of conversation Conan wants, probably.
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C (I think?) - Backdated to 7/9

[personal profile] touketsu 2017-08-29 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Although Chikusa had specified one o'clock, the shop door announces Fubuki's arrival five minutes prior. Between not wanting to make a poor impression and being able to spend a few extra moments getting a feel for the environment, he'd thought that it was a good idea to show up just a little ahead of schedule β€” an assumption that only proves to be accurate once he's face-to-face with the inside of a boutique that is noticeably fuller with various flora than he anticipated.

It all looks and smells really nice, though - even if there are some particularly tall displays that he can't see over.

Breathing deeply and navigating the narrow pathways through the store, he eventually finds his way towards the back where he expects the not-so-friendly Chikusa must be hiding...]


Hello?
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[personal profile] possedere 2017-08-29 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
[It was a bit unsettling how easily Mukuro had envisioned this girl, right down to her cheerful looking expression and her politeness. He gave a quick smile, waving off her concerns easily.]

I just got here myself. Though now I feel like I may have bought too many.

[He held up the bouquet wryly, glancing at the lone orange rose in her hand. Well, overkill was usually his style.]
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[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2017-08-30 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[While it's true that Chikusa loathes dealing with people.... He is in fact in an easily accessible place. One wouldn't think it'd be easy for someone as obnoxiously tall as him to hide, but that belittles the sheer amount of flora within the shop. Almost as if out of nowhere, he seems to unfold from a particular group of blossoming plants, an apron tied around his neck that really only seems to help him blend in with the resident plantlife.]

Welcome to.... Oh. [Cutting off his own greeting, he blinks owlishly at the other boy. Right, he remembers him...] You.

[Such a warm welcome.]
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[personal profile] touketsu 2017-08-30 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Fubuki is no stranger to unusual or even unkind welcomes, and he weathers Chikusa's as well as he has every other in his life: with a smile that suggests any offense has rolled straight off his shoulders. After all, whether or not the other boy meant anything by it is irrelevant for now. Fubuki's always been able to deal with talk surrounding himself better than he has been able to deal with talk about others.

Obnoxiously, he even waves when he's addressed.]


I hope you're not disappointed.

[So he says, but it's obvious that there are limits to how much he cares.]
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[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2017-08-31 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
You did say you'd come.... [A glance down to his phone- something he always has on him just in case.] But it's early, isn't it?
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[personal profile] touketsu 2017-08-31 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Would you rather I showed up late?

[It's a serious question, asked as Fubuki turns away from Chikusa to inspect one of the nearby displays. Even though Eddan is very green and flourishing, the last time he was around this many flowers was at the festival. Where he'd knocked over one of the stands by barreling into it while chasing his younger brother. He'd had a lot of fun even if they'd both gotten yelled at for their carrying on.]
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[personal profile] spoilsfun 2017-09-01 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Why did they have to pick this as the topic of conversation? If there was one thing he didn't want, it was people discussing his whereabouts.

He needed a distraction.

Deliberately, Conan trips and cries out in surprise as he knocks over a full can of water on top of himself.
Edited 2017-09-01 01:05 (UTC)
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[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2017-09-02 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
....Not really....

[Shrugging, Chikusa shuffles over to the counter again- what can be seen of it beyond all the plants, anyway. Fortunately "Ciro" had gotten the lay of the land, so to speak, long before Chikusa had Awoken. He doesn't trip over any vines, or smash his head into a hanging pot.]

But you'll have to hang around until my break actually happens now...

[As soon as it may be.]
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[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2017-09-02 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really?" Surprise lightens up his dull tone. Frankly, he'd been expecting that she wouldn't hear from him at all- not now, at any rate. But there's no time to question it further when there's suddenly a cry from behind them.

Chikusa jerks, one arm going up wards almost protectively as his eyes narrow, but then he realizes what- or who- it is. Sighing, his shoulders slump. "That kid..."
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[personal profile] touketsu 2017-09-03 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
That's fine with me.

[It's not as if the plants are poor company, after all. Even the silks are more charming than Chikusa. Fubuki doesn't mind waiting at all and, to prove as much, he wanders away from the counter, his direction aimless, eyes drifting over every surface in sight. Including what little is visible of the clock. He wasn't so early that he needed to be concerned, but maybe a customer would come in and he could see what Chikusa was like with normal people?]

Hm...I think I might buy something to take home. Any suggestions?
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[personal profile] possedere 2017-09-04 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
It's fine. I've been told I tend to go overboard in these things.

[Mostly... Because he didn't pay for them. But ssh, no one needed to know. Wryly, he glanced around, before stopping someone who looked like they were having a terrible day and giving them the bouquet instead. Because why start off every interaction negatively?

Accomplished, he turned back to her, smirking slightly.
]

Oh? You'll have to let me know what store that is and I'll be sure to use it next.
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[personal profile] spoilsfun 2017-09-04 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Distraction successfully completed. He hides a wince as he stares at the mess. He hadn't meant to cause that much possible damage to the shop stock. He doesn't squirm as Ran picks him up and checks him over.

"Sorry, Ran-neechan."

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[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2017-09-05 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
[For the time being, it's simply Chikusa and Fubuki. Idly, the lanky teenager's eyes follow after the other, although he himself doesn't move much after he's established himself at the counter. Is it really just coincidence that he showed up early...? Maybe it's paranoia to say so, but he's had cause to be cautious about this small group, especially now with Mukuro Awakened.]

[Well. He guesses that so long as they can play nice throughout this event- relatively speaking- then it doesn't matter.]


...It depends. How much room you have... how much time... Outdoors or indoors.... That sort of thing.
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[personal profile] touketsu 2017-09-05 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Fubuki is quick to answer, showing no signs he's aware of the older boy's suspicions, because he isn't.]

Something not too expensive and not too big. I'd probably keep it in my room by the window.

[Plants aren't his specialty, but something to bring home with him would help him answer any questions about where he'd been and why, making it easy for him to avoid worrying any of his friends or family. It wasn't as if he'd discussed this plan with them...but then, he's certain he didn't need to. Not in broad daylight and in Chikusa's own place of work. He has to be safe. And even if he isn't, he's fine with dealing with that if something happens.]

And it can't take too much time. Not if we're going to play Command Tower together.
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[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2017-09-05 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
If there's anything positive, at least, then it's that Chikusa as much as Ciro still obeys orders at his job well enough. It might not be a job that Chikusa wants, but it's one he has now and which gives him a decent amount of money. (Which, honestly, is any.) So he hurries over once the amount of water that's been spilled is realized, long legs getting him there rather quickly.

"Ran." That's all the warning she gets before the towels get tossed at her head.

....What? It's quicker than him walking over there.
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[personal profile] spoilsfun 2017-09-07 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
He sputters as his head disappears under the towel as Ran dries him off, ineffectively trying to shove it off enough to be able to see the room.

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