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Painting Secrets « Thread Started on Aug 24, 2007, 10:33pm »
(For lack of a better name, and because I have no idea what's going to happen here...)
Miyu adjusted the chip in her ear and stared at the blank page before her. "I told you I'd help you with the program," she said, apparently to herself, "just explain to me what the problem is."
The faded voice muttered off a string of terms that would have been incomprehensible to the average person. Miyu, on the other hand, appeared unfazed as she stuck her tongue gently out of the side of her mouth and tapped at the edge of her sketchbook with her pencil.
"Nao? Are you there?"
"I'm here," Miyu answered distractedly. "I heard you. Your problem isn't that hard to figure out. Send me the file and I'll check on it after class tomorrow. For now, I have to finish my homework." Now, what was her homework again? That was a slight problem...
Conan wasn't entirely sure why he was going to the park, probably to clear his head so he could think about the recent serial killing case. Shinichi bounced his soccer ball on his knee lightly, his thoughts focused only on the case.
Too many people could have done it... there was circumstantual evidence against all of the suspects, that was always a strange case.
A click sounded in her ear and she winced as it echoed in her head and she felt a dull ache forming.
She smiled and held the end of her pencil to her lips, chewing thoughtfully. It probably wasn't good for the pencil, or for her teeth for that matter. But she could get a new pencil and her teeth would make it through, hopefully. Let's back up a step: she was smiling. What was she smiling at? A little boy easily bouncing a soccer ball on his knee. Ah, the athletically inclined...
But at least now she had an idea of what to do with her homework...(it was something about danger or catastrophe and a little kid with a soccer ball had never been a good thing for her in the past). The pencil scratched against the paper and her smile widened. Favorite thing in life: making something out of nothing. AKA: turning a blank peice of paper into something that she could be proud of...or just something.
But she couldn't help thinking that this boy looked familiar. Her pencil stopped and she adjusted her white cap over her blonde hair, shading her pale blue eyes and effectively hiding them from view. She didn't look shady at all, really. Especially not while she was drawing a picture of the little boy over there...nope, not shady at all.
Shinichi had the distinct feeling he was being watched, but since it wasn't any annoying look of arrogance or a murderous glare, he didn't really care and decided to think about the case details.
The recent victim was found in her apartment with a knife in her side. An odd place to stick it, the heart would be more effective. All the victims had bled to death, probably as all of them had their vocal cords crushed and or cut out, while a large pool of blood was near the stomach.
Three victims and four suspects. All with motives and circumstantial evidence against them. And neither had an Alibi. That was always irrataing.
She paused, pen lingering over the half-finished sketch. Was that?
"MATSUDA!" she screamed. Right, very masculine. She cleared her throat and put both pad and pen on the bench beside her as she waved her arms in large arcs through the air. "Matsuda-kun!" she called again. Then she frowned, "You're ruining my sketch!" she joked.
It would have been much better if it hadn't been for the faces turned in the direction of the crazy teenager and the terrified mothers ushering their children away.
"Eh!?" Shinichi blinked as the ball was taking away. "Oi."
"I was just thinking about the-" He was cut off by the sudden burst of noise. "Eh?" He looked around and then noticed the guy trying to get Takato's attention.
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