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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[For the benefit of the peanut gallery.]osakanomiyakiNovember 6 2011, 03:23:18 UTC
[Finally, the dining room. Hattori's momentarily daunted at the sheer size of it -- and the delicious aromas coming from the sumptuous buffet table.
The chatter of voices -- or should that be voice? -- catches her attention and she remembers her objective, walking quickly over to a table of ... Conans.
No, even pre-warned and with one alternate Conan under her belt, this is still weird.]
Oi. Edogawa.
((ooc: Hattori's soup seems to have garnered quite a bit of attention and I figured a little playercest was forgivable in order to let the characters witness the end result of this. Please feel free to heckle, catcall, interrupt and talk amongst yourselves at whim -- anything goes in this thread.))
[The Conan-collective look up immediately. Hattori finds herself faced with two blankly uncomprehending expressions, and two of recognition. Of the two that recognise her, one is attached to a pair of ponytails. The other--
Well, the recognition is quickly followed by a slight blush and a start -- This alternate thing's really not going to be that hard, Hattori thought smugly, setting the soup down in front of the Conan from her world.
[Hattori cleared her throat, before announcing loudly enough to be heard across the dining room.]
Ladies an' gentlemen, yeah, an' the contingent of wildlife too. If I can have yer attention for a moment, I'd like ya to witness a momentous occasion -- the day when Edogawa Conan admits once an' for all the superiority of proper Kansai cooking. That is all.
[And turning to find Conan merely eying her, she elbowed him.]
Well, get on with. I didn't carry it all the way here, defendin' it from wildlife and teenage boys for nothin'.
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The chatter of voices -- or should that be voice? -- catches her attention and she remembers her objective, walking quickly over to a table of ... Conans.
No, even pre-warned and with one alternate Conan under her belt, this is still weird.]
Oi. Edogawa.
((ooc: Hattori's soup seems to have garnered quite a bit of attention and I figured a little playercest was forgivable in order to let the characters witness the end result of this. Please feel free to heckle, catcall, interrupt and talk amongst yourselves at whim -- anything goes in this thread.))
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Well, the recognition is quickly followed by a slight blush and a start -- This alternate thing's really not going to be that hard, Hattori thought smugly, setting the soup down in front of the Conan from her world.
Conan swallows.]
H-Hattori-neesan?
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[Hattori cleared her throat, before announcing loudly enough to be heard across the dining room.]
Ladies an' gentlemen, yeah, an' the contingent of wildlife too. If I can have yer attention for a moment, I'd like ya to witness a momentous occasion -- the day when Edogawa Conan admits once an' for all the superiority of proper Kansai cooking. That is all.
[And turning to find Conan merely eying her, she elbowed him.]
Well, get on with. I didn't carry it all the way here, defendin' it from wildlife and teenage boys for nothin'.
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She just got here.
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