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Silently watching the strange male tie the thing around his neck onto his collar, the little pup obediently sitting down and waiting. Of course, the only thought going through his head was probably the idea of going out for a walk from the familiar gestures. He wouldn’t deny going out for a walk, walks were fun and the little pup liked fun. Or well, walks with his owner, at least. Oh well, there’s still no reason to deny a walk and the happy pup barked in what you could say was agreement, following the stranger out. You can imagine how different the atmosphere was between the dog and the owner.
“That silly dog, running out at a time like this,“ somewhat grumbling, as unlady-like as it was. She was frustrated, tired, and worried. If it helped with getting rid of the excess energy from the adrenaline, it was probably already done even if she wasn’t conscious of it.
Despite how tired she felt, she pushed on. Just a few more blocks, then maybe she would go home if she still hadn’t found him. She could only hope that the little pup was uninjured.
Hakuba took the dog down the street and around the block, on the lookout for anyone who might be looking for a dog. On the way, he talked to the pup, conversing lightly about the weather, asking questions about what kind of toys he preferred, and all manner of pet-owner nonsense.
Two blocks further and the detective wondered if he was going about this all the wrong way.
"You know, Akio, I think we’re going to have to try a different tactic. Just bear with me, all right, love?"
He gripped the makeshift leash firmly in one hand, then lifted the other to his mouth to help carry the yelling he was about to do. "Aaaakio!” he called, loudly. “Aaakio! Where are you?”
Clearly, Akio was in his possession, but if there were anyone else out there looking, they might hear the familiar call and come running, right? It seemed a safe enough tactic, anyway, as long as it didn’t too badly upset the dog. Then again, beagles were known to bay quite loudly when they wanted, so if the dog wanted to help out, it’d be all the better.
Hate Date in Osaka
“Nah, I’ve got other things ta do.” Routine patrols, heading down to the station to see if any crimes needed solving, maybe hang with Kazuha…Those sorts of things. And Hakuba was only interested in the library, not sight-seeing, so it wasn’t like there was a need to keep him company.
“S’not a problem. Ya just remember what I said, yeah?” He took Hakuba’s hand, not in a crushing grip, but still firm, and shook it. It felt good to part on better circumstances, especially considering the last time they’d seen each other. “Ya take care now, hear?“
After shaking Heiji’s hand, Hakuba pulled back from the contact, and offered a genuine smile. There were still so many issues that they had between them, but somehow they’d managed to get through lunch with only one major mishap. Incredible.
The foreign detective nodded his thanks again before turning to head toward the train station as directed. "I’ll remember and, thank you, Hattori-san… I hope that you’ll do the same.”
What are the identifying marks on your body?
“It’s not as much a secret as I’d prefer it to be, despite my best efforts, so I suppose I will answer.
"I have several scars on my lower back… I really don’t know how many, but most are small, and I’ve never wanted to ask anyone to help me count. If you want to know what they look like, well… I’m not about to show you, or anyone else. But they look about how you’d expect with such a weapon as a fire poker.”
the secret code was of course “you r the best". obviously. shhhh
“It’s not comfortable, sitting in this blood, but I wanna get this stuff straightened out before I head off to shower. The anticipation and worry building up like that as you wait for me to reappear clean? Bad.” And Hakuba fretted enough as it was.
“But that would be a wise idea, having my other side caged up.” He gave Hakuba a smirk. “I have a pacifist reputation for a reason. I’d rather not attack people, even as the king of beasts.
"Maybe you could train my lion self over time and I could be your oversized cat? Wonderful to have for keeping warm on chilly nights, I would imagine.” Jesting there, but making jokes would probably keep Hakuba reasonably calm.
“I’m… not actually a ticking time bomb, you know… I can handle stressful situations.” Just not when they were about Kudou. Or feelings. Or half a dozen other, important topics.
“For this, I’ll recommend that you wear a harness under your clothing… loose, so that it can accommodate the lion’s form. That would at least make it easier to recapture you, should you escape. Securing your house would be another step."
The detective looked thoughtful. ”…as for training, I’ve never actually owned a cat before. I’ve got experience training dogs… Horses I’ve worked with. My hawk, of course. But a lion? How do I know you wouldn’t just eat me up?“
Hakuba smiled at this… mostly because he’d managed to follow the KID lion earlier with great success in the not getting eaten department.
casually writing another scenario for muse’s death
no regrets
Diamonds
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Of Crimson, Tigers, and Birdwatching
“Sounds like an idea.” KID headed back in. He crawled back onto the bed and sat crosslegged on it. “So, what do you wish to know? I can’t tell you everything, as I am not sure of most of it myself and there are some secrets that aren’t prudent to reveal, either of mine or other peoples’.“
"That’s fine, I’m used to you not giving me much-” Hakuba said as he closed the balcony door. “-information, I mean… But what is this riddle you’re talking about? Murders and… whatever else you were saying. I understand that you can’t turn your back on the situation, and I definitely wouldn’t advise you to, but… Well, why are people expecting you to handle death threats and murder in the first place?”
The detective was legitimately concerned about this. KID was adrift in the safe harbor that was criminal- but not exactly… dangerous per se, or rather, certainly not violent… but getting involved in murders when one was not a detective or member of the force certainly was. Being on the wrong side of justice there was certain to lead to bad ends, even if KID remained completely innocent. It would be far too easy to be in the wrong place at the wrong time… and how would Hakuba protect KID from that? He was having enough trouble trying to figure out how to prove Hattori innocent, let alone an actual criminal like the phantom thief.
The little pup’s head raised at the somewhat familiar tongue the male was using. He wasn’t stupid, having been trained since he was small. Warily sniffing at the offered hand, the small pup decided that maybe the stranger wouldn’t hurt him. Maybe he could take a break, he had been out for a while and a bit of a petting would be nice. Jumping at the chance, he placed his front paws on the male’s knees and leaned up to lick his face in happiness as his tail wagged back and forth. It seemed as if the dog have forgotten its little ‘mission’ as well as the idea of going home just for the moment.
“Akio! Akio!” of course, it wasn’t the same for his owner. Looking over the fence to see if she might spot the little troublemaker before she would have to return home. Part of her wondered just what is it that could have made the hyperactive dog run off like that, he was usually so well-behaved at home and it worried her immensely. Deciding that thinking too much about it would only cause unnecessary worry, she quickly shoved the train of thought into the back of her mind.
“Honestly, where could you go?“ tongue switching into English out of habit, finding just the tiniest bit of comfort in using the more familiar language. Now if only she could find the little troublemaker, then all her worries would disappear.
Pets were freely given to the beagle, and Hakuba couldn’t begrudge the animal for sneaking a kiss or two. That tail wag was something he’d missed from his own dogs, who were unfortunately still in London. He rubbed his hands over the shoulders and neck of the dog, with spared scratches and rubbings for the ears, and took the collar and tag in his hands. It listed the dog’s name, Akio, but nothing else. Hm.
"Well, love, it looks like you’ve got an owner, but no phone number. I can’t take you inside or Mum will come up with some kind of a scheme to get you home, so…” The detective reached to the tie around his neck and loosened it, then pulled the silk fabric from around his collar.
“I don’t think we have any spare leads, so this will have to do. Try not to bite it too awfully much, please?” He threaded the tie around the collar and tied a secure knot. He’d have used his belt, but it was likely that it wasn’t long enough. Gripping the other end of the tie, he looped it once around his wrist, then stood up straight. It was a short lead, but about regulation size for show, and would have to do.
“Come along, Akio… let’s take a little walk and see if we can’t find your master.” Hakuba once again clicked his tongue, then headed off to leave the grounds and get out onto the neighborhood sidewalk.