[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.

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[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.

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Comments

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

I wonder why there are so much of them interested on the comm.

[tyki-tock.livejournal.com]

It gives them more opportunity to make people's lives miserable.

[clockmaster.livejournal.com]

Sounds like the perfect excuse for most of them.

[tyki-tock.livejournal.com]

That's my experience, definitely.