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[Nothing fancy today, Asgard. The disheveled farmhand is going to be keeping it short and sweet.]

How long d' curses take t' go away.

[That's all. Really. Not that he has a curse or anything, shame on you for thinking that.]

((ooc: Baby's first curse! Shou has been gifted with the curse of brutal honesty. Any question he's asked will be answered faster than he can stop it, and any thoughts he feels strongly enough about will find themselves being spoken against his will. Those interested in provoking him can find him at Gefion Park during the day.))

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I've heard of anything from a single day to a week.

Hopefully it's the former rather than the latter, Shou-niichan!

[He's always glad to hear from Conan, but worries about talking to him too much due to... circumstances. So he'll keep this short for safety's sake.]

Thanks... I'm hopin' that too.

Let me know if there's anything I can do to help while it lasts, okay?

Sure thing.

[He pauses.]

...Yer awful sweet. Why's tha'?

The curses are meant to make things difficult for us. I think anything I can do to counter that is worth doing.

Well, tha's all good an' all... bu' I mean when I firs' got here.

...You were th' firs' one t' talk t' me an' help.

[A sharing-feelings curse, maybe? It seems odd for him to say such things.]

't was kinda nice t' know tha' I could always ask if I needed somethin'.

[That or Shou is just in a very sharing mood.]

Ah, really? I'm glad I could make such an impression on Shou-niichan!

And I'm pretty sure that if I needed to, I could ask Shou-niichan.

Yeah, o' course! [There's a smile in his voice.]

If y' need anythin' at all, I don' mind helpin'.

I'll keep that in mind.

Ne ... apart from the curse, how is Shou-niichan?

Can' really complain.

Got a job, a house, Nakama came home, Karu's been lettin' me sleep with 'im... [He hesitates, as if realizing what he just said. Conan can't see it, but he's bumping his head rhythmically into the side of the barn, mentally chanting the mantra stupid, stupid, stupid...]

E-er... How 'bout you!? [Quick, change the subject!]

Mm! It's great to see Nakama-neechan again! I--

[What. What. Did he -- well. That's a good thing, right? Ah-- MOVING ON!]

I'm all right. We've had a lot of new staff join the Forensics Unit, so I've been busy!

[He's internally thankful that Conan didn't... linger on anything he said. He'd apologize later.]

Tha's good... 's jus' me an' th' locals here at th' park.

You oughta come down sometime, I still got th' sleigh hooked up...

The sleigh?

Well, yeah... Spring's comin', bu' it's still cold out, an there's 'nough frost on th' ground...

[He's quiet for a moment, looking over at the usual carriage. He'll have to repair it before spring...]

Could be fun t' go fer a ride.

It sounds like it! With Nakama-neechan and Karuika-niisan too?

[He's quiet for a second, and sounds pleased beyond words when he replies.]

Y-yeah! Tha' sounds... real nice.

Almos' like a family...

[He'd tried to stifle that last bit, but it ended up coming out anyway. This curse was wearing on him.]

Mm! It does, doesn't it?

Let me know when you'd like to do this!

Yeah! O' course!

[He sounds simply delighted just thinking about it. Maybe when the weather starts getting warmer...]

[It's sort of weird to see Shou in such a good mood, but hey, it's probably long overdue. All the more luck to him!]

I look forward to hearing back from Shou-niichan!

Shou...? What's wrong?

[Dress forms and piles of elaborate fabric fill the background of her video - she's obviously at work, but she's seen this during a break, and it's enough to concern her.

Why private? Well, she hopes he'll respond in video to prove that nothing horrible has happened to him physically, but she doesn't want to embarrass him if it's just one of those types of curse.]

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[There's really no need not to use video with her. She's seen him... not at his worst, but in pretty grim circumstances. He doesn't really have anything to hide.]

[He's at the park, leaning against the barn, looking annoyed, but no worse for wear. His lips contort this way and that before he finally speaks, as if he's trying to say something that just... will not come out. The curse overrides any excuses he tries to make.]

...I can' help bu' say wha's on m' mind. [Not a lie, but not the entire truth either. He's intentionally avoiding making eye-contact with the video.]

Too fucking long.

[Sup, fellow cursee.]

If I wan'ed a dumbass answer, I'd ask fer one.

[Oh. Apparently the curse means he also can't avoid responding to speak his mind.]

[ It's later in the evening when Karu arrives, cloaked and bearing a small box of food. Right before Shou is supposed to finish work, actually.

He won't give it up for nothing, though. ]

So... what is it?

[His brain thinks 'Nothin', trying in vain to get that dismissive thought to create words.]

...I can' stop talkin'. [So much for that. He visibly winces, mentally buttoning his lip and making a grabby hand for the food Karu has.]

You can? [ That makes no sense. Shou's talking right now. ]

Oh-- you can't... So what? That's not so bad. [ And he passes the food over. The container is sticky with the filling of fresh, powdery desserts. ]

[He scowls as Karu misunderstands him, shuffling his feet, but the irritation is quickly swept away by the delivery of delicious treats.]

're these... fer me? [He cracks open the container, taking a deep breath of powdery confections.] This's... real nice. [He gives a genuine smile. This was a pleasant surprise in an otherwise annoying and embarrassing day.] Wha's the occasion?

It's Tuesday. [ As in, just another day. No occasion at all. ]

And I thought you would be a Surly Shou.

So yer gonna bring me baked goods e'ery Tuesday? [He reaches in, plucking one of the apple turnovers out of the container. The powdered sugar sticks to his fingers, and to his lips when he takes a bite, but his tongue quickly remedies that.]

Fuckin' A, 's still warm... [Karu just made his day, look at how thrilled he is.] These're amazin'..!

Surly? [Oh. Right. He looks down at the box in his hands, his voice getting quiet.] ...I ain't talked t' many people t'day.

Edited 2013-03-06 06:09 (UTC)

When I say that, I mean to say there is nothing special about the day other than that it is a day. [ Though he keeps the smirk off his face, the spirit of it wavers in his voice. ]

No, not every Tuesday. I'm not starting a ritual... [ Though he could quite easily and he knows it. It prompts him to change the subject. ]

Shou, you... rarely talk to anyone anyway.

[There was a brief spark in him that wanted to snap at Karu for daring to state the truth about his anti-social tendencies. However, he was mercifully able to reign it in.]

...Wha' of it. [It still sounded curt, but not as loud or pissed off as it could have been.]

[He looks down at the box in his hands, the sun setting behind the naked trees, casting long shadows over the two of them.] ...I like it when y' come visit me.

It means you act no different, curse or no curse. [ After offloading the food, he sits in the grass. Sit -- more like flop -- but the result is the same. He realizes his ill-manners and sits upright properly. ]

You like it because I bring you food. [ He tries for a laugh, but it's terribly soft and wispy. You're so easily bought with food, Shou! ]

Edited 2013-03-11 16:19 (UTC)

[He looks down at the box, frowning at the thought that these lovely desserts were made just to bribe him. Is that the only reason Karu baked? It couldn't just be an act of affection?]

...Tha' ain't true. [He sets the box down on a bale of hay, walking over to stand by Karu.] I like seein' you.

...Ain't you cold sittin' on th' ground like tha'?

Am I--oh. [Cold?] I don't mind it. Don't worry about me. [The temptation is there to add no, no, you like it when I bring food, but he abstains.]

Sit? That... is an awful meal for transit. Almost as bad as hot cereals... [He pulls a face and arches his fingers over his chest, shaking them off as if something sticky was attached to him. It's quite theatrical, but it illustrates his point.]

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