[Accidental Voice/Action for Hospital][

[modernholmes]

[The first time Conan wakes up, it is to a very familiar pain.  Like his very bones were melting and reforming.   He bites back a scream and falls unconscious again after only a few seconds..


The second time Conan wakes up he pushes himself up into a seated position and gropes for his glasses.  Instead he accidentally knocks his communicator onto the floor as he reaches much too far, overbalancing and falling out of bed with a loud crash.  After a stunned moment he sits back up and stares at himself in shock.  He was in his real body.]


How?  The last thing I remember...



[He cuts himself off, both in surprise at his own voice and at the memory.  He shouldn't have survived that.   He'd been able to calculate exactly what his captors' intentions had been, and there was no way he could have escaped from it without injury.


Shinichi stands up, hastily wrapping the sheet around himself,  and strives to form a plan.  First, he needed information.  He needed to know where he was and what had happened.  And he needed to get in contact with Hattori and Ran.  Were they okay?


...Also, he needed clothes.  Whatever this location was, the thin sheet he'd located was not nearly enough to ward off the chill.


So, information first.  He reaches for the communicator and begins to compose a text message using the highest security he could think of.  After a moment of thought he encodes it for the added security.]


[Locked 60% to Hattori]
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[/Locked]



[Message sent, he stands up and wraps the sheet tightly around himself before making his way to the door.]


Hello?  Is anyone here?

Comments

[Voice]

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

[...What to say? Without his bowtie there was no way he could carry out the facade of Conan being here.]

I'm afraid you've mistaken me for my distant relative. My name is Shinichi Kudo.

Are you one of Conan's friends?

[Voice]

[luke-triton.livejournal.com]

Oh..

[He pauses, because this was clearly not making sense to him, and then coughs.]

Y-yeah. We're fr-friends.

I-it's n-nice to meet you, M-Mr. K-Kudo. I'm L-Luke T-Triton. D-did you j-just g-get h-here?

Re: [Voice]

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

Yes, just a few minutes ago.

...Are you here in the hospital as well?

[Voice]

[luke-triton.livejournal.com]

I w-woke up i-in the h-hospital..

[No nonchalance at all, here. Luke knows some creepy shadow killed him, except he is currently rather alive except for being really rather sick. He shivers and scrunches his eyes closed.]

A-are you in the h-hospital?

[ooc: I am going to act as if Luke and Conan/Shinichi were revived around the same time, so that way they can talk in person, and it kind of clears up me having nofreakingidea where Luke ends up after he's revived since..I don't know yet.]

[Voice]

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

Yes. I just woke up here as well.

[He hesitates not sure how to continue. Luke knew Conan. He didn't know Kudo Shinichi. But he still felt a need to check up on the boy. He felt a responsibility about him.]

Would you like some company? You don't sound very well.

[Voice]

[luke-triton.livejournal.com]

Th-that's f-funny...n-new pe-people don't usually s-start in the h-hospital..m-maybe the sc-scientists are co-confused..

[Luke visibly hesitates, too. He doesn't recognize Shinichi--he looks a lot like Kaito but he can't process that at the moment--and isn't sure about spending time with strangers. But since hospitals are very low on the list of places he'd like to be and it seems like nobody else is here, he nods, though clearly uncertain.]

M-maybe f-for a l-little wh-while w-would b-be ni-nice..

[Voice]

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

Perhaps. There could be many reasons.

Only for a short time. There are people I need to find here.

[Voice]

[luke-triton.livejournal.com]

I-if y-you h-have t-to d-do other th-things i-it's o-okay.

[He doesn't really mean this, but gentleman don't impose. That much's been drilled into his skull enough to trickle through even when he's not thinking so straight.]

[Voice]

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

There's nothing lonelier than being sick with no one around. And maybe you can help me.

[Voice]

[luke-triton.livejournal.com]

I c-can t-try to he-help..

[Though his tone suggests that he has no idea how he could be helpful seeing as he can't quite think straight.]

I d-don't know wh-what room I-I'm in th-though..

Re: [Voice]

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

No need to know. I'm a detective, after all.

I think you might. Most kids are much more observant than they are given credit for.

Do you know Kazuha?

[Voice]

[luke-triton.livejournal.com]

Ok-kay..

[There's a pause, as he tries to place the name to a face, and then coughing.]

I d-don't...th-think s-so...the n-name..d-don't th-think I k-know it..

S-sorry..

Re: [Voice]

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

No need to apologize. [He says kindly.] And don't push yourself. You sound like you don't feel well.]

She's a friend, and I heard she might have been brought to this hospital.

[Voice]

[luke-triton.livejournal.com]

It's really c-cold in here..

[That's not really a rational answer to someone saying 'you don't sound like you feel well', but it is still the truth.]

I hope you f-find her soon..

[Voice]

[modernholmes.livejournal.com]

I've noticed. Maybe there's a blanket. Are there any doctors in this hospital?

I have no doubt of that.

[Voice]

[luke-triton.livejournal.com]

I d-don't know. I haven't s-seen anyone here.

[He's already under the only blanket he saw in the room. It's not doing much.]

G-good.