[Not a happy detective]

[clockmaster]

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]

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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.

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Comments

Re: strikes are thoughts

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

.....oh.

That will be nice.

(( my lj this time?))

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

She healed my arm. Which in other circumstances would be a good thing, but she did to annoy me.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

A public ceremony or just for the important people?

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Invitation-only, of course, though it's by no means a small affair.

BUSTED~

[dressedinmelody]

I'm getting really sick of her.


[Locked]

You haven't been sleeping, have you.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

I understand...This kind of wedding are historic after all.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Exactly.

D:!!!..NOES!

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Who isn't? just be careful, I don't want her angry at you. That woman-if I can call her that- it's crazy.

[Locked]

Yes, I slept a bit

YOU CAN'T FOOL SISTER!RADAR

[dressedinmelody]

That's an understatement.


[Locked]

Not much! Every time I wake up in the middle of the night, the light's on under your door. Don't think I can't see it from downstairs.

WHAT IF HE USE HER CUTE PUPPY EYES? ;_;

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Always is when it comes to gods.

[Locked-watch him avoid the question >_>]

Why was you up on the middle of the night? You're not feeling well? It's your legs?

TOUGH. NOBODY CAN DO PUPPY EYES LIKE LITTLE STREET ORPHANS, AND SHE'S SEEN THAT

[dressedinmelody]

[Locked]

Just the bathroom. And nightmares. Don't change the subject!

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Be sure that no ones tries to ruin it.

Trufax...MAYBE AOKO too

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

[locked]

I'm not changing the subject. I'm avoiding it completely . Just the bathroom?

YES MAYBE AOKO. AND DEMYX IS GOOD AT IT TOO.

[dressedinmelody]

[locked]

You are too. This isn't about me!

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

What are you implying?

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Do you know how the Trojan war started? With an important wedding and one unhappy goddess. I will let you guess what goddess was.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

I've never even heard of the Trojan war.

OOH DEMYX~...and que said the 'S' word! O:

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

[locked]

Be sincere with me and I will be with you. Quid pro quo sister.

:O! 1/2

[dressedinmelody]

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

The Trojan War was waged against the city of Troy by the Achaeans after Paris of Troy stole Helen from her husband Menelaus, the king of Sparta. They fought for a decade.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Hm.

[2/2 - locked]

[dressedinmelody]

I had a few nightmares, that's all.

Re: [ locked] <3

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

I..I can't relax, so I can't sleep. Too much thing on my mind.

What were the nightmares about?

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Such an intelligent reply.

It was Eris's fault.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Then I'm lucky that she doesn't exist on my world, aren't I.