There's something so powerful...

[inforthehistory]

If you're of a type to look in the more unusual corners of the Mansion - namely down the far hallways or up to the ceiling - you may get a bit of entertainment today thanks to a pair of certain residents

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[dynamic_brat]

"Ah!"

Investigating the noises from the gym, Conan's discovered the best thing ever after a fully equipped laboratory, or a puppy, of course. A proper obstacle course.

Paying little attention to the Shinichi currently tackling the course (he knows he could do that, so of course any other him should be able to), Conan wanders out into the middle of the floor, sizing up the course and deciding how he's going to tackle it.

He is way, way too happy about this.

[inforthehistory]

There doesn't seem to be much within reach for someone his height - though Conan's undoubtedly got some gadgets up his sleeve to help with that. The 'carousels' that consist of four crossbars mounted on a single, rotatable pole might be a good start; they're near some simple wall ledges and a more conventional climbing wall or two that has rubber grips.

Shinichi secures his next stable spot with a hop-skip over the poles that takes him to a rock face. His hands and feet dig easily into the rough surface, and he finally takes the time to spare a glance down, sizing up the counterpart that he already knows is there.

He's pretty sure only one Conan's going to look quite that excited about a room like this. The question is whether he should do anything about him.

"Long time no see."

[dynamic_brat]

"It's been a while," Conan agrees absently. He's come to the same conclusion about the carousels and is doing some warming up exercises in front of them. "You're pretty good up there."

[inforthehistory]

"Figured I might as well stay in shape if we're going to be stuck here." The raider carefully drops himself to a lower ledge, getting level with another pole and grunting with the effort. "Anything of note going on?"

[infortherelics]

Oi oi. Watch yourself.

[and from where that cord is fastened on one end comes a familiar voice. he's leaning over the railing, frowning a bit and watching her carefully, gaze sharp. although he certainly doesn't look tense, anyone who knew him well enough would be able to tell that underneath the casual exterior he was taut and ready to move. if necessary.

n-not that he didn't trust Aoko at this point to take care of herself-- but no matter how capable she was, he still felt as though he needed to look after her]

Don't go 'splat' on the ground below.

[believeinlegend]

[oh course he doesn't, which is why he's hovering like a protective mother. Aoko is not impressed. B|]

I'm not going to, idiot.

[and just to spite him, she suddenly lets herself fall over forward. Her hands grip the cord as a pivot, and in an instant she turns the drop into a controlled tumble, swinging up on the other side in a reverse pullover. She stops there, arms locked straight to keep her in place, waist on a level with the cord, and legs held perfectly in line with the rest of her body for balance]

I'm perfectly fine!

[infortherelics]

[he is not hovering he is watching tyvm. and he doesn't flinch when she tumbles, instead raising an eyebrow at her as he pushes away from the stair railing]

And you call me a showoff.

[believeinlegend]

[he was frowning and worrying and leaning, that combines into hovering]

Some people call it practicing.

[huffs and swings herself the rest of the way over and back onto the cord, smoothly regaining her feet and bending her knees to control the sway]