modernholmes: (that night)
Conan Edogawa (Shinichi Kudo) ([personal profile] modernholmes) wrote in [community profile] onepassingnight2012-06-14 09:45 pm

Third Deduction [Open]

 [The setting was an empty corner of an amusement park at night.  In the distance you can hear the tinny sounds of carousel music and the screams of happy roller coaster riders.  But here there was only a grassy lot, empty in the darkness.

And sitting in a shallow depression in the center of the room?  A tiny boy with blood running down one side of his face, dressed in clothes far too big for him.  His breathing is short and panicky, but he says nothing and makes no move to stand.]

braidstobows: (puella magi ♐ we don't work together)

[personal profile] braidstobows 2012-06-15 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
In that case, I'll be going now.

[This is said as calmly as her offers of help, and Homura does indeed turn to go. It's no ploy to make him change his mind, but she also won't go far. She'll simply conceal herself nearby. If there is a chance of a demon appearing here, then she's exactly who wants to be here when 'they' get back.]
braidstobows: (arms folded)

[personal profile] braidstobows 2012-06-16 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
[The normal progression of evening... or is it truly becoming dark? Doesn't matter, really; Homura stands firm and stays concealed, watching. Almost as if she's already planning to settle in for a long time, she folds her arms.]
braidstobows: (puella magi ♐ challenge accepted)

[personal profile] braidstobows 2012-06-18 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Something's happening, then. Homura looks to the sky first; is it a bit darker, or is she getting caught up in imagining things?

Then she watches Conan again. He's expecting someone, or something, to return to this spot. She unfolds her arms and makes light fists at her sides, preparing.]
braidstobows: (puella magi ♐ hairflip)

[personal profile] braidstobows 2012-06-20 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[This is more and more like a brewing battle for a magical girl. Homura doesn't wait any longer. Unhurried and cautious, but purposefully, she creeps towards the carousel for a better look at what seems to be source, if it's the place where color and sound remain. She pushes her hair back out of her way.]