☇ 03 | Show them how to do it now.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[Normally she could concentrate on her work well enough in her own Reality. But on more than one occasion her moments of unexplained panics and guilt attracted attention from Dr. Agasa - the last thing she wanted was to trouble the old man. And so now her research has been temporarily moved to the library on the Plane. The table she seemed to have claimed for herself was littered with books and folders of calculations and notes she had brought with her.

Amongst the research work is a stout bottle of what looks to be Baigar that was sitting on a small piece of paper. After every other page of the book she was reading she would look to the bottle, the note and then back to her reading material. All the while she seemed to muttering to herself when she wasn't trying to bury herself in her work.]

Whose books? I've looked through everything Agasa has...


[ooc: Better late than never on the plot update. And I'm working to catch up on tags on her last entry too, I am so sorry for the delay.]

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[ex_fatalist246]

[arms folded, at a safe distance]

Can I help you look?

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[barely sparing a glance up]

It doesn't matter to me. These notes are hardly making any sense as is.

[ex_fatalist246]

May I see the notes?

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[the note under the bottle of liquor was handed over as well as the other one she had tucked away into her pocket]

It's just these two. [Pause.] And the Tarot Card.

[ooc: Want me to send you a note/e-mail you the messages?]

[ex_fatalist246]

[accepting them]

Thank you.

[sure, please!]

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

The second note arrived today and still I have no idea how they got inside to drop it off.

[ex_fatalist246]

Someone else mentioned a similar intrusion. Mine was put on my bathroom mirror.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[she seems a little distracted, more than usual even, but she just shakes her head]

I've been trying to figure out who the note means. I thought that here would be a place to start for obvious reasons.

[ex_fatalist246]

Do you know who brought this here?

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[shakes her head] I don't.

[ex_fatalist246]

That might be something to investigate. It could also mean nothing at all...

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

If this is some sort of a prank then it's pretty pathetic.

[ooc: fnasdknakj I AM SO SLOW I AM SO SORRY.]

[ex_fatalist246]

But not that surprising. People who toy with others like the person sending the notes don't often have the most normal sense of humour.

[ooc; nope ILU]

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

I would imagine so. Whatever sort of game this "J" is playing at it, they seem to want to involve several others.

[ooc: Randomly, I am always entertained when these two talk.]

[ex_fatalist246]

If I discover anything, would I be able to contact you?

[ooc; it is something about their devoted linefacy childishness, I feel]

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[She looks thoughtful for a moment before nodding once.] If need be, yes.

[ooc: I think I would have to agree]

[ex_fatalist246]

By what means? I don't know if phones will function here, but I do have a few lines you could contact me through. Considering that I encountered someone from here at my workplace, it may be possible.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

If the phones will work then that will do. And I trust that this contact information will be discreet and kept confidential?

[ex_fatalist246]

Unless it's vital to share this information to save lives, I will not share it with anyone.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

Then let's hope it never comes to that. I'd rather it not be shared at all. [Pauses.] Or better yet, allow me your contact info for now. I can set up a separate cell phone for contact those here specifically.

[Nothing against Satoshi, but with a powerful organization after her she can't be too careful.]

[ooc: Btw, do you know anyone who does coloring for icons? I would do it for mine but I never have the attention span these days.]

[ex_fatalist246]

That's fine. [there's a bit of a smile on his face, though it isn't a happy one, as he takes out his notebook, writing down his home/fax number and his cell number] It really must be a monster.

[tearing off the paper and handing it to her]

[ooc; I know Christy sometimes does them! She did most of Satoshi's for me, and a while ago, she put up this. Also! Satoshi will probably contact Ai when we finish this with some info he picked up after this post.]

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[Her own remains passive as she accepts the torn piece of paper, betraying her expression for only a moment at his last statement.] Excuse me?

[ooc: Do you think it'd be too late to comment to that? And okay! She basically got a second phone for this place because her other phone is only used to contact Agasa, Conan and the Shounen Tantei.]

[ex_fatalist246]

Whatever you're afraid of. Thank you for your assistance.

[ooc; I don't know! Worth a try.]

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

Kids always have a monster or two to be afraid of.

[ex_fatalist246]

I hope not. Please contact me when you have the private line set up.

[Satoshi walks away to the library, not expecting to be followed]