[Not a happy detective]

[clockmaster]

My arm is healed.
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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.

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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

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Be sure that no ones tries to ruin it.

[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.

[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.

[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.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

She doesn't' exist on mine either and look what she did.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Something to your arm, you said...?

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Yes. It was broke, she healed it.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

How horrible. I completely understand why you're so obviously terrified of her.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

It was broken for a reason and I wanted it broke.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

It's nothing of your business, princess.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Then why mention it at all?

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Because it's my journal.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

Why mention it to me?

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Something to your arm, you said...?

Because you asked.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]

And you felt the need to inform me that it was none of my business after the fact.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[peoplesprincess.livejournal.com]