soup.

[osakanomiyaki]

Oi! Shin-ch-- ... Conan-kun! Get over here! ... geez, when there's a case you can't move for tripping over him but when you actually want the kid

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1/?

[is_not_watson]

[and here comes one karateka on his way to the kitchen for some dinner-]

2/?

[is_not_watson]

[-that can't be]

3/?

[is_not_watson]

[okay no, yes.... apparently it can]

4/?

[is_not_watson]

[crap, should he find Conan and warn him or just let this play out and if Hattori spots him she's going to interrogate him isn't she and-]

[momenttolose]

[. . . so a certain half-British detective opening a door while exiting a room at an inopportune time would end how, exactly?]

[osakanomiyaki]

[In an alarmed shout, flying crockery, a frantic dive and a last minute save, all in the grandest slapstick tradition. It takes a couple of seconds for Hattori to register that her precious soup is safe but when she does she glares up at Hakuba over her shoulder.]

Watch where you're going! Barging out of doors -- haven't you ever thought of knocking?

[momenttolose]

[startled quite a bit by all the failing around but now just--does a double take. since when was Hattori female? no, better yet...

since when did Hattori carry around bowls of soups while appearing as a woman?]

... one would normally think knocking would apply for entering a room, not a hallway.

[osakanomiyaki]

And that gives you permission to fling doors about, knocking out pedestrians left, right and centre? If I wasn't holding this soup ...

[Hattori has got herself to her feet but does not appear to be any happier.]

I... I HAD TO. -i'msorry.-

[bigbirdconan]

Conan's nearby, but it's not likely Hattori will realize it..!

As it is, getting sent to some alternate world/building/THING, while actually not surprising any more (he wishes though), was not on the list of things to do while masquerading as a raven.

And when he spotted a... Female. Hattori with soup, shouting his name, he got just a LITTLE uneasy about things.

So of course the bird's been following behind, perching a number of feet back on the occasional decorative plant or light, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. Those... Very BLUE eyes.

Dang it Conan, you're going to give yourself away..!

[osakanomiyaki]

[Birds inside were the sort of thing that attracted attention no matter what the colour of their eyes. Hattori quickly became aware of the bird following her. Glancing behind her, she frowned -- birds inside couldn't be very sanitary. Besides which, there was something off about this one ... in addition to the odd eye-colour, she almost felt it was glaring at her.

Weird -- still she didn't have time to mess around. She had to find Conan as quickly as possible. ]

[bigbirdconan]

For a moment, he was holding his breath when she looked his way- the Hattori HE knows figured him out after all.

Evidently not the case in whatever strange place this one's from. WELL THEN. Seeing how he's been spotted...

Yea. Yea he'll just keep following. (Maybe he'll get a sneak peek at what this 'other Conan' looks like..?)

[osakanomiyaki]

[Hattori's going to think the raven very suspicious later on -- but for now she's got more pressing things on her mind -- like the rapidly cooling soup. The raven's more than welcome to witness her encounter with a Ran-kun and follow the two of them as they head towards the dining room, Hattori looking back every now and then with suspicion -- this soup is for Conan and only Conan. No birds allowed.]

[just_kitting]

[It's definitely the smell of soup that catches this pink kid's attention, and he immediately pokes his head out of one of the many doorways lining the hallway. His right shoulder and left ankle are both heavily bandaged, and he's holding a torn pink jacket in one hand and a needle in the other, bits of thread tucked in between his teeth as he eyes that bowl with interest]

Are you sharing?

[His words are a bit muffled since... thread in mouth, but he's still clearly understandable]

[osakanomiyaki]

[Hattori hastily steps away from the door reflexively -- since encountering Hakuba she is justly paranoid. Her companion is unknown to her and she pauses, trying to weigh him up -- disconcerting resemblance to Kudo aside, she's almost sure she knows him -- and yet, she can't think where. Imagination?]

No! This soup's fer someone else.

Who're you?

[just_kitting]

[a grump, and Kit pulls his head back into the room, calling out in response]

Kit! People here keep calling me Kaito or Kuroba, though. Who're you?

[osakanomiyaki]

Hattori Heiji. Nice ta meet you -- Kit? It's your nickname?

I'm looking fer someone -- Ya seen him? Short kid, wears glasses, goes by Conan.

[gin_the_kitsune]

[There's a fox following after you, Hattori. Fox looks perfectly happy to do so, even if he is keeping a curious eye on the surroundings.

And the soup. He can smell that a mile off...!]

[osakanomiyaki]

[The fox gets a dark look as Hattori continues down the hall.]

T'ch ... an' now a fox? What is this place, a zoo?

Oi, fox -- ya better not think this is feedin' time!

[gin_the_kitsune]

[Fox continues to follow... except at the comments of this place now becoming a zoo, and of maybe not getting any... whines.

Fox, you sound more like a house-trained dog right now. Begging for scraps. :/]

[osakanomiyaki]

[Fox does. Hattori comes to a more complete stop, looking behind her.]

I don't care if yer a house-trained fox or a person, but this soup ain't for you, so you can forget about it, Fluffy.