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This place will never cease to impress me. When I thought that I saw it everything, giant robots, gods, virtual worlds...

He is really a country.

Oh he thinks he is, at least, but he sounds too convinced about it to be just a delusion. And after all, he is from a different world who knows for sure. He soudns really proud of his cou..himself.

It made me think. I been traveling most of my life, I was never sure were I belonged, I'm not sure if I know it yet. My mother says that I have too much of a disciplined mind for a British and Dad insist that I have too much of a compassionate heart for a Japanese. Baaya thinks that I got the best and worse of both at the same time. I just don't know anymore. If I had to choose, I will choose England over anything, but my life is now here on Ekoda. And yet...I hate it when people call me a Gaijin.

But like the fellow mis Edith Cavell said; Patriotism is not enough. I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anyone.

Guess that I'm just a World citizen, with a British heart an Japanese mind...at least I'm sure that my soul belongs to a read head witch.
I... I'm sorry no I'm not, I regret nothing It was the truth after all I should apologize anyway I hate this place   ..I have kind of a massive hangover again

..those virus are becoming more and more troublesome as time goes by. Someone should do something about them.

The next week I’m leaving to London, I didn’t see my mother since Christmas. Fortunately.

Tyki if you need to discuss with me about the bachelor party give me a call, the rest of things related to the wedding are not my competence, ask Rufus or Nancy-sama.

[Locked to Kite]

The city and the mist is ready.

[/Locked to Kite]

[Private|| Fort Nox Locked-Unhackable]

My god, that last virus was..I don’t know. Worrisome.

Now I’m sure that I don’t need to see a psychologist. If I do, I will end murdering him. But I’m tired of making Alize and Baaya worried, tired of my Dad looking at me and knowing how few sleep I had, tired of everything…Bloody hell, Boxing don’t even wrok anymore.

Krad and I have a meeting tomorrow to have some tea, and I wonder…no don’t think that he noticed what I’m doing.

For what I learned of our conversations and the ones I saw he had others he has the profile of a sociopath. Or just a very twisted mind, we are not that different after all.  A superficial charm, manipulative, conning, unable to recognize the rights of others and see their self-serving behaviors as permissible. A grandiose sense of self, entitled to certain things as "their right.", lack of Remorse, shame or guilt...A deep seated rage, which is split off and repressed, is at their core.

Shallow emotions... need for stimulation... callousness...I'm not sure anymore  if I'm talking about him or me. Maybe that's why he's so intriguing. But words are just words, I need to hear him talking. I need to hear him and see how much of a danger he really is to Daisuke and Darc, and by extension that idiot of Rufus. I still don’t know why I care. I shouldn’t.

Let’s hope that Krad doesn’t figure it out anytime son
Is everyone ready for the big party? The android is ready and looking like Kudo It's kinda annoying , I even added internal organs and blood, is amazing what you can learn from an special effects specialist, but I still need your blood Kudo.

My dad knows that something is up, don't ask me how. He didn't tell me, but I know him enough to say when he's up to something too...he just smiled like always told me that he will be on the heist keeping the curious people in line and away from the scene. Then dad disappeared to play with Irene. I swear, he scares me sometimes. How did he knew...?


[ooc: strikes are thoughts]
...

I don't need a psychiatrist.  Right?

((Ref here. *goes to sleep*))
His father was talking about something or other. He would usually be paying attention, yet there were times when he did get lost in his thoughts, today was one of those days. He was lost in his thoughts looking to Aoko on the other side of the room sleeping in the bed, even if he was as tired as her, Hakuba was fully awake and couldn't sleep at all.

Kenji stopped talking realizing that he wasn’t paying attention. The silence however brought Hakuba back to reality and he was ready to apologize, but his father smiled and stood up. Kenji kissed his bandaged forehead carefully and murmured something about the case. The guards on the door of their room saluted his father as he went out to attend the paperwork as fast as possible.

Hakuba looked at the ceiling, careful not to move his broken arm much, and sighed.
Ok, where I start….

Alize, I’m going to Zaza to pick you up, do you want to go to your apartment before we went to Ekoda? You will need clothes and your instruments. And talk to Dyme probably.

Ekoda have nothing to do with new York but I’m sure that you will like the change. I’m telling my father that you’re a friend from England who’s visiting, and that you will stay for the Christmas holidays too. He loves to have guest, and he’s a really friendly person, so not worry. He’s not much at home because as a high rank police he's always working, but my houseKeeper Baaya will be on the house if you need something.

You can stay on the guest’s room of the first floor, my room is on the second, and there’s also another guest room upstairs. It will be easier for you to move if you're on the first floor, but the one on the second have better views, your option. I will need to come and go to Gaia, but Aoko want to visit you, and that means that you will able to see our high-school.

Andddd….are you good at billiards? Because on the gameroom of the thirst floor there’s a pool table and I’m going to kick your ass at it, girl.

[Locked To Alize]

You’re not afraid of big cats, right? If you hear growls is probably Dark nation.
[/Locked]

Changing the subject..., 

Zechs while you was working I made a list of things you need for your house. Not just food but also furniture. You don’t have to pay attention to it if you don’t want, but it will be nice to make your house looks like…well, an inhabited house.

You wanted to show me how to drive, but do you really have a car? And the last question, Tyki’s coerl, Yvain, do you know where she is and who’s taking care of her?

[Locked To Zechs]


The ZERO program is complete now, but I want to make a prove first to be sure that all is alright, because to export it I needed to defrag…...ok, a lot of hacker’s terminology. To make it easy, I pulled it apart to move it around the net, and then I pulled it together again like a puzzle. I want to be sure that every piece is working properly before to try anything.
[/Locked]

I think I had too much coffee in two days. I need some tea. Tea is good. Right. Tea. I want some tea...

Akako my love, between travel and travel can I go to your house to see you? I will be here and there for a few days and I want to talk to you.
( occ:A small fic/drabble to explain Hakuba’s situation and psychology at the moment, and to help with the future events on the Pandora’s plot :3 comments are welcome~)

There was a resounding sound and a cold sensation that interrupted his thoughts. Hakuba turned back to face the now open window of his room. He paused, resting the cup of tea he'd been drinking on the table, and stood up. As he reached the window the aforementioned breeze brushed past his face and mussed the hair in front of it. For a moment he was expecting a white shadow to come into sight, but he knew better. For one, Kid-san was never that loud, and he already knew that the thief was not available at the moment.

They would need to talk eventually. Eventually...

He made a thoughtful noise, made sure the window was locked, and went back to the computer station he had been working at before the interruption.
Since he had started hanging out with an internationally-wanted criminal and suffered all the strange consequences that came with it, strange things had become commonplace.  )

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Nov. 9th, 2008 12:24 am
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It appears that having the capacity of worldhhopping it's something more important than I thought. As I noticed recently due to certain events concerning people from more than five different worlds, It's quite annoying having to ask for help every time I need something delivered to another world, or when I want to go somewhere.

I studied the different ways of worlhopping that has many members of the community, and I concluded that I really need to learn a way to do it too. I'm not happy with the idea of asking a god like Kid-san did, or something like that because I really hate to ask for help....

Hrmp.

I will think of something.

I wonder if Moriarty is back to normal now...

Every time one new show up, I think that I should be used to them, but no, count on the virus to prove me wrong. And I was glad that I managed to avoid it this time...Kid-san asking for someone to rub him his lamp was all sorts of disturbing, Aoko-chan all upset because of him it's (sadly) something I'm used to deal with; Tyki acting like that...wasn't that much surprising, but I rather have him like his normal self. Mr. Marquise turned into a bird was quite worrisome though. I hope he's ok.

Issei, I still want to see your fairy wings, and Mr. Edgeworth..Remember the conversation we had before the virus, about how the prosecutors and lawyers are more decisive in a court that the judge? You disagreed with me, but looks like you totally blew up your own theory thanks to the last virus razzle dazzle them?

Nevertheless, all is back to normal now, right? or do I have to buy a wedding present for the lovely princess Rufus?

[Locked to Akako]

Akako...♥?..my love? ...we broke?.............do you remember me?

Sometimes I wonder if psychos follow me, or if I follow them. It doesn’t matter much though, I blame it on being a detective, and I'm used to strange people.

Nevertheless, that creepy man bothers me. There’s always that feeling when he show up. The same I had before when I was in some particularly nasty cases, and the same who usually keeps you alive.

Don’t trust them. Don’t trust him. He’s hiding something. And he’s dangerous.

And there's she. She is dangerous too, but she’s easier to read than him. Is not like she don’t know what emotions are, she just can’t experience some of them. She can predict what people would do in a given situation, and recognize the very emotions motivating them. She just can't feel what others are feeling. I can understand that. But he is different. He simply not care.

And now there’s our new English teacher, Ernest-Sensei

Kuroba was right. There’s something strange about him. Like..his Ki. If he is really half Irish half English I will eat my clock. I have the sensation that something is not right, that he hiding something too. He told me that he wanted to get away from all, but about what is he running away is the question.

I have the same strange feeling with him around. Real motivations set problems more often than other things to me. The primordial soup of hormones and neurotransmitters make people tick, and twitch, and change their minds, and there are only just so much I can decipher logically. People usually don't think of the consequences before jumping into something of which they know nothing. I try not to be like that but I fail sometimes too. Well, maybe it wouldn't be that bad or that ridiculous, but something would go terribly wrong.

Without proves thought are just thought, and fast judgments were never my style.

Let’s see how this goes.