[Not a happy detective]

My arm is healed.
.....

Eris, I know that this is your fault.

[Locked to Kid]

Kid-san, I need to talk to you about the use of sleeping gas against my sister Alizé.

[/Locked]

[Private||Unhackable]

I can’t tell the last time I actually had a full eight hours of sleep. I can live on tre hours with no problem, I have plenty of things to keep me busy, like the Moriarty project and Doyle's body, but Alizé and my Dad are going to notice eventually.

During the day, I got to think but when I go to sleep, this shows up...That's what happens. When I go to sleep, all the murders, all the voices who ask for justice haunt me. Sleeping is not as it once was, and probably it’ll never be the same. For me, I can live with that. But I will not let it affect anyone else that I care about.

So the anger I feel I has to contain. It's locked it up so tight my muscles seize.I has to hold it in because all I want to do is find them and break them. Break a part..Break any part of this system...because I feel are so provoked in my heart and my spirit as a human being at people getting hurt...And I can do...nothing.

[//Private||Unhackable]

[RL with Akako]

Hakuba was sitting on the comfy couch of Akako's house, looking at the ceiling. Not only because it was one of the few things on the room that didn't have snake patters on it- which it was a relief- but also because he felt really tired and frustrated, and glaring at the ceiling was better than glaring at his girlfriend. After all, Akako was not the cause of his frustrations, but the cure, and the witch was better at giving death glares than him.