[Near] Plane Rides < Puzzles
Near tested the latch once, twice, and then a third time before pushing open the door to the taxi, murmuring his thanks to the driver. Nerves were illogical, but he had been feeling their effects since he stepped off the plane earlier that morning, having to dig out the pair of tennis shoes the professor had given him.
Apparently, going stocking-footed through Japan's largest cities was dangerous. Near wiggled his toes experimentally in the leather-y confines, deciding whether or not he really liked wearing them, even for the short time that it took to go from the airport to the Japanese police headquarters.
His luggage had been taken to the hotel, so all he truly had to do was deliver notice of his arrival to Watari, who he had been informed was here. The notice for which, along with directions in Japanese should he get lost, was crumpled in his small palm and slightly wet with sweat. The sweat was a direct result of the nerves, which brought him back to his initial point that he shouldn't have been feeling them in the first place.
As L's potential successor, it would only be logical for him to be used to traveling to foreign countries to help with cases and, thankfully, the plane ride had proved just as satisfactorily exciting as expected. All that remained was meeting the investigation team and, perhaps the major reason for the onset of nerves even if he did not wish to acknowledge this fact for himself, meeting L himself. All of which could not be accomplished unless he found the police headquarters, of course.
Near shifted his bag of puzzles from the plane, tugging open the paper again to squint at the kanji on the paper to see if he could find the building they matched to.
Apparently, going stocking-footed through Japan's largest cities was dangerous. Near wiggled his toes experimentally in the leather-y confines, deciding whether or not he really liked wearing them, even for the short time that it took to go from the airport to the Japanese police headquarters.
His luggage had been taken to the hotel, so all he truly had to do was deliver notice of his arrival to Watari, who he had been informed was here. The notice for which, along with directions in Japanese should he get lost, was crumpled in his small palm and slightly wet with sweat. The sweat was a direct result of the nerves, which brought him back to his initial point that he shouldn't have been feeling them in the first place.
As L's potential successor, it would only be logical for him to be used to traveling to foreign countries to help with cases and, thankfully, the plane ride had proved just as satisfactorily exciting as expected. All that remained was meeting the investigation team and, perhaps the major reason for the onset of nerves even if he did not wish to acknowledge this fact for himself, meeting L himself. All of which could not be accomplished unless he found the police headquarters, of course.
Near shifted his bag of puzzles from the plane, tugging open the paper again to squint at the kanji on the paper to see if he could find the building they matched to.