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#005 [ACTION]

[If anyone's out and about in Discedo, they might be treated to the somewhat eerie sight of Gin skulking about in his ever-present long black, crow-like trench coat and matching fedora. His hair isn't let loose today, gathered and hidden underneath his coat. He looks mildly less threatening today, in as much as a shady man constantly followed by ominously cawing birds can look nonthreatening, as he carried a lumpy bundle of cloth (on closer inspection, it might be made up of a pair of shirts) that clattered and tinkled with a metallic sound as he walked. Judging by the place he emerged from, it can be assumed that the sound was caused by him lumping together so many tins of canned food into his makeshift bag.

He looks almost as unfriendly as ever, unsmiling and perpetually glaring, only every now and then, his glare falters and he reaches up to angrily knuckle his eyes.

Instead of heading back to Dissimulo as quickly as he normally did after acquiring what he needed, he milled about, walking aimlessly through the street.

Care to approach?]

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Yeah, well, I'm a shogun who doesn't do useless things. [Gin is trying to shut down the conversation, quite obviously.]

It can't hurt. [If you don't value your time.]

Fair enough; I've fed them all my life, so I can't think of a more suitable end. [He sees that Shizuo's troubled, but speaks lightly, almost casually. He might just be finding his reaction amusing.]

A shogun. [ Snorts! ] Yeah whatever, let's go then. And you're walkin' with your own strength. [ He shoves his hands in his pockets and points his face up, squinting at all the crows.

Wow, they really liked the guy. ] Looks like they think that's gonna be sooner rather than later. [ He starts walking off, only glancing back once to make sure Gin was following. ]

[He'll be walking right behind him, falling back not to follow, but to hide his awkward gait.]

Might be the case. [They do caw and follow rather closely.]

So what happened anyway? You get attacked by somethin'?

[ Shizuo grabs at his own arms and rubs them, body wracked with a lengthy shudder. Like men, though, he and Gin play off their ailments as nothing in particular. He pretends he's just crossing his arms. Foolproof. ]

Fuck the weather in this place changes quick. [ He buttons up his shirt, at least. ] Dissimallow the same? [ Haha, what are words. ]

Not sure. I thought it was the food at first. [He'll rub at his eyes while Shizuo's not looking.]

Dissimulo. You should've been here when it was sunny one day, stormy the next, and flooding the day after.

H-Huh. Poison food now? Thought th-they were tryin' to keep us around to study. Tch.

Dissiwhatever, same difference. [ He blinks though, turning his face to look back. ] Floods... the fuck're they tryin' to pull.

[ Getting irritated now, his eyebrow twitches. ] They're gonna kick a foot up their asses the second I find 'em.

Edited 2012-06-06 20:17 (UTC)

Relax. Almost everybody here eats the same thing... if it was botulism, more would be suffering of neurological symptoms. As it stands, the people I've crossed paths with seem to be suffering from too great a variety of symptoms.

It's something else. I... just don't know what. [He has to stop because his vision is failing again. Then, he resumes walking, maintaining the same tone of voice he had before.]

They have some kind of power over life and death. Don't think for a moment, even if we put some lead in their heads, that we'll be through with them so easily. You've got to keep your temper in check and plan thoroughly. To plan, we need info. Without that, you run the risk of angering them and securing yourself a very grim fate.

Yeah, I guess. Just. Being stuck here...! [ He looks at his hands before clasping them together, holding them up to his mouth to blow warm air over them. ] I'm fuckin' useless here, what am I supposed to do, nothing?

[ Hearing the footsteps stop, he turns and watches Gin, raising an eyebrow. His face falls, then, eyes narrowing. ] I haven't snapped yet here, don't tell me how to keep it under god damn control. I know that, it's not like I can help it sometimes. They can try whatever the fuck they want. Nothin's gonna keep me down long.

[ Reaching the park, Shizuo slows and waves at a bench a short distance off, not even sparing the man a glance as he tosses the butt of his cigarette, crushing it under his foot. ] You gonna fall over?

((Vodka is Gin's partner! He's short and stocky, a bit more gullible, inexperienced, and unsure of himself. He has a similarly rough and distinctive manner of speaking, like Shizuo! He's rather impulsive compared to Gin, who's a meticulous planner. So, Gin sees Vodka as a little brother of sorts!))

[Gin doesn't catch him looking when he stops, of course.]

Of course not. But praiseworthy as that spirit of yours is, it won't be enough; you should just try to learn all you can. That way, you might find the key to taking them down.

[His gaze follows the gesture towards the benches and he frowns slightly. He hesitates briefly, as if contemplating taking a rest, before turning sharply away.] Not likely. I'll carry on.

[If he's resting, it'll be somewhere he can stay.]

(( That sounds so adorable ihfnjskd. Gin, don't tell me you're a big softy on the inside! Hehehe. What are they both from? O: I always need new things to watch! * u* ))

Talkin' them down? You think they're just gonna bend to a few fancy words like botulism? I got an idea! I could write them an heartfelt letter, whaddaya think? I'll have them sobbin' and sendin' us back in no time flat. [ He waves a hand dismissively, kicking at some gravel with a weary, bitter sigh. It seems he's burnt out on his own rage.

He levels Gin a stern look, then raises his shoulders a little in a small shrug, turning back to the street. ] Suit yourself. If you topple over, I don't have the strength to carry you. [ He adds a secretly encouraging aside, though: ] Shouldn't be too far now.

((Heee, Gin's no softy! He's ruthless and even holds poor Vodka at gunpoint once! But, that same scene also ends with Gin being playful and it's adorable in the most jarring way. Gin's capable of affection... it's just very twisted.

They're both from the long-runner Detective Conan series! Yup, same show Discedo's shrunken detective is from. It's been running for about 18 years! This is because the series is largely episodic. Only about... 15-25% tops is actually plot-relevant episodes/chapters, so if you read/watch just those, it's not that heavy. xD

This also makes canon-reviewing easy for me because Black Organization/main-plot-related episodes come in VERY FAST-PACED bursts, with long droughts of random, episodic cases between them. Gin and the other Organization members therefore show up very few times! Like, once or twice a year in real-time.

The episodes listed on these pages are the only ones that are necessary to watch/read. ^_^

The current chapters of the manga, as well as the ones from around the 800th chapter mark from a while back, are also Black Organization-related (Gin, Vodka, and Vermouth are all in those~!), so that's fun! \o/))

You should have your ears checked, Heiwajima. I said take them down, not talk them down. [He's starting to wonder if Shizuo has a hearing problem or if he simply never went to school.]

Good to hear. [It really is relieving... his legs are wearing him down like they're weighed down by lead, even though he's slowly losing sensation in them.]

Tch, whatever. [ Shizuo does have a rather biased, selective hearing. He shrugs to hide a shudder and then rolls his shoulders back resolutely. ]

My comment still stands. The second I find out who did this, I'll make 'em return everyone. Your sorry ass included. Though I'm startin' to rethink that. [ The tone was dry, but quite obviously a hollow threat. ]

Shoulda brought a god damned jacket. [ He added in a grumble. ]

[Gin paused briefly, before taking off his coat and quckening his unsteady pace.] Here. [Rather unceremoniously, Gin throws the coat over Shizuo's shoulders.]

[ Shizuo stops dead when the trench coat drapes down his back. He doesn't turn to stare incredulously at Gin and e doesn't say a word about it, he just slowly slips his arms through the sleeves, pulling it closed by the lapels.

It's warm. It smells like him.

He takes a step back in a somewhat of a rough, unpracticed motion to hook a long arm around Gin's back to prop him up as they covered more ground, Shizuo faces forward. ] You're slowin' me down. [ Men don't need heartfelt words to thank each other! ]

[It's enough of a trade; if Shizuo will quietly accept his coat, Gin will quietly accept his support.]

You sure you aren't just making excuses after getting tired from hurrying like that...

[... accompanied by a simple trade of harmless barbs, further softened by the smirk on his face.]

The day I get tired that easy is the day you're already six feet underground, old man.

[ Together, the pace is an average between their previous speeds, a small price to pay for helping each other out. ]

I'll even dig the hole for ya, so the crows can't have the satisfaction.

I might just have to hold you up to that offer, brat.

[Hey, if Shizuo's calling him an "old man," Gin thinks it's only fair to label him a "brat."]

So, how much further?

Write it in your will or somethin', I won't remember. [ Better than other nicknames! Raising his head, Shizuo motions to the large building beyond the park and re-grips on him. ]

Front entry should be unlocked. Maybe there'll be receptionists waitin' for us. [ He snorts and when they reached the entrance, Shizuo plants a heavy foot on the base of a door and shoves it open.

They manage to shuffle in and his eyes drift around, squinting at engraved plaques on the wall. ] Gotta look for where they keep all the supplies. Know anythin' about meds? [ He didn't. ]

[Gin waits for his eyes to adjust to the light indoors, assuming that to be the reason he presently can't see, but soon realizes that his vision isn't about to return so quickly. He still makes a small show of looking around.] Some reception...

My knowledge is serviceable, but I'm hardly a doctor. Isn't finding your doctor friend a safer bet than playing doctor.

Yeah. Yeah okay, that'd be safer. [ Patting down the trench coat, Shizuo curses under his breath and pulls it up from his shins to fetch the communicator in his pants pocket. So lame. ]

I got her number or coordinates or whatever the hell you call it. If a lot of people're sick, don't see why she wouldn't be nearby. [ He huffs and takes back his arm for a moment to type something quick. ]

You're the only doc I know. I'm at the hospital's front desk. Two of us are sick with somethin. You nearby someplace?

((Sick with something? Ugh, if this wasn't her luck; at least she was better off than the other day. So she quickly responds.))

Okay, just hold on a second.

((She'll make her way to the front relatively quickly, just give her a minute.))

Edited 2012-06-07 22:37 (UTC)

[ Flipping the communicator shut, Shizuo gives his arm back to Gin and looks down each hallway for Sakura. ] Right she said she'd be right over. Fuckin' lucky she was bummin' around. [ He sighs heavily and staves off shivering.

When at last he hears light footsteps, he spots Sakura and double-takes. Pink hair. Pink. He stares at her as she approaches. ] Doc-san. [ A pause. ] Right, somethin's been goin' on with everyone.

[ Motioning to Gin. ] He's havin' a hard time walkin' and I'm havin' weird temperature changes? I don't know. [ What are important details? ]

[Gin isn't too surprised to see pink hair. He would be more worried if he were back in his own universe, because he wouldn't be inclined to take a doctor with pink-dyed hair seriously, but here, he could believe it to be natural.]

He appears to be running a fever. I can barely feel my legs and they're making it damn near impossible to walk. My vision's going too.

Ah, okay.

((She's actually wearing a cloth over her mouth and nose, so it might still look a little weird.)) Let me see.. ((She touches Shizuo's forehead quickly, pulls his mouth open, and then for Gin she checks his eye--the leg damage would need to be assessed later...)) Well, I hope you don't mind carrying him a little further. Follow me, I can give you guys something for all that.

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