And then there was a small detective

[mysteryfreak]

Who: Conan and You
What: Small detective doing small detective things.
When: Sometime Before April
Where: Atrium - Deck One.
Warnings: eh. I'll get back to you on that one.




Waking up in a strange place is a sadly common for Shinichi-it wasn't even the first time he woke up on a strange boat. At least it wasn't a canoe this time. Still, after meeting with the cruise director and the near heart attack from her knowing his real name. He tried to insist there was a mix up but after that mess he decided to distract himself with a little exploring to get a better idea of the layout and where exactly he is.

The first place he's investigating is the main hall. He's got his notebook out and seems to be taking notes and looking far too calm for the age he appears to be.

He looks over as he hears someone approaching and shoves the notebook in his pocket before putting on his best little kid face and rushing up to them.

"Hello! Do you know where we are?" He offers his sweetest little kid face, eyes bright and innocent.


[[ ooc: Since Conan is a detective and I'm.. not. I made this post for people to info dump about things Conan might notice about your character. ]]

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[prodigalmess]

[ ooc: Let me know if this doesn't work and I need to change anything. ]

Malcolm's coming back from picking his laundry up. The suit he wore to the icebreaker party is neatly pressed and placed in a bag. They may all be stuck here, but at least the amenities are decent.

As he approaches his room, Malcolm sees a child lingering outside the door. "Hi," Malcolm says, returning the smile. "This is my room. If you're asking where the boat is though, I'm afraid I can't help you with that."

[mysteryfreak]

Conan glances up at the room number. Interesting, this is the same room he'd started in. He glances over at Malcolm again, quietly judging him for not knowing where the ship is but if he'd just woken up here with no other information same as Conan then he can probably forgive it.

"That's weird, this is the same room I woke up in this morning." He states flatly. "Do you not know where the cruise is because you just woke up here, too?"

[prodigalmess]

Hard to judge someone for not knowing information that you don't know either, Conan.

His brow furrows when the boy mentions that he woke up in this room. Malcolm doesn't see how that possibly could have happened. Wouldn't Malcolm have noticed?

"106?" he asks, pointing to the number on the door. "I don't think so. Are you lost?" Maybe the kid go turned around somehow.

[ ooc: also I need to fill out that info dump form soon too, sorry I haven't yet. ]

[mysteryfreak]

Don't worry, he'll manage it. He's really good at judging.

"Mm!" Conan nods. He's certain this was the room he'd woken up in. It's clear he's being doubted though and just insisting that he's right and the man is wrong is hardly going to get them anywhere.

"If you check in the room, that card I found before I came out and talked to Friday-san should be laying face up on the night stand."

[prodigalmess]

"Does your key open the the door?" Malcolm asks. It's not that he thinks the kid is lying. If he woke up here this morning, maybe the two of them somehow missed each other.

That doesn't make much sense, but does anything on this ship make sense?

[mysteryfreak]

Shinichi is not one for a lot of patience but he tries. He's already recounted exactly how he'd left the room but apparently that's not good enough.

"Probably." He answers the question, trying not to sound too irritated over the situation. "There's only one way to know for sure, right?"

[prodigalmess]

Malcolm raises an eyebrow and gestures to the door like he's showing a prize on a game show. "After you."

It's not personal, Conan. Malcolm is very unsure about the idea of a roommate in general, and he's particularly unsure about a roommate who is a child. What is his role here? Is he supposed to look after him? And how is Conan going to be able to sleep with Malcolm's night terrors?

[mysteryfreak]

Conan resists looking too smug as he moves over to put the key in, entirely too satisfied when it fits the door easily.

"I told you it would work." okay, he can't resist a little arrogance. But really, just because he looks like a kid doesn't mean he doesn't know what he's talking about.

[prodigalmess]

"Yes, you did," Malcolm concedes. He shrugs as he follows the kid into his - their - room. "You might want to see about changing rooms though. I tend not to sleep... I wouldn't want to keep you up at night."

Actually, if anything wakes Conan up at night, it will be Malcolm screaming. To be fair, he usually just gasps and sits bolt up right in bed. He doesn't usually scream. Sometimes he throws himself through a window though, so you never really know what you'll get.