NEW YEARS EVE FESTIVAL LOG (WOW GUYS, THIS TOTALLY ISN'T LATE OR ANYTHING...)

[asgardmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: New Years Eve! WUTWUT.
When: Err...New Years Eve. Wut...wut? (December 31st, Day 14, etc.)
Where: The Castle Plaza
Rating: Worksafe. If this changes, PLEASE INFORM THE MODS.

[Look down. Now back up! Where are you? You're in the Castle Plaza, with the Gods your Gods could God like.

[Lively, pleasant music hangs in the air around you as fireworks explode in the sky above. There is a tempting aroma teasing at your nostrils. Where is it coming from? Those long tables at the center of the plaza, overflowing with food you love. Craving anything from home? You'll be sure to find it there.

[Look around you. What do you see? Carnival games. Hundreds of Carnival games, including a dunk tank, and all for free! Carnival games not your thing? Why not give the dance floor a try? That music is awfully catchy, and just look at all those stunning lights!

[Enjoy yourselves, travelers. A New Year is upon us.]

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[moribundity]

Minato just waves without a word.

Hello, person who will most likely miss and cause no inconvenience whatsoever!

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Conan waves back. "Hi Minato-niichan!"

If Minato's waving then it's totally all right. Conan takes a ball and weighs it thoughtfully. He's much better kicking than throwing, but it's all about the aim -- and if he can hit a tiny clip on a clock tower with a pistol while in a moving helicopter this --

Conan can't help the slight smirk. Let's see if I've still got it.

This should be very easy.

He threw.

[moribundity]

It's the very first throw. The very first person to approach him. What are the chances he has to worry at all about--

...

Suddenly, he's wet and he's cold and maybe, he thinks, this wasn't such a wise idea after all. It doesn't take much for Minato to break the surface, since the water is barely four feet deep, but when he does he looks like a drowned puppy, hair in his eyes and dripping down his face while his mouth settles into a frown.

"N-Not bad..." Shivering a little, he clears the hair out of his eyes and glaces back up at the platform. Does he really have to get back up?

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Conan's supreme self-satisfaction is slightly lessened as Minato surfaces. His utterly bedraggled state can't help but evoke some pity -- but at the same time, well.

That also makes it more funny.

"Thank you, Minato-niichan! Ne, how did you get up there?"

[moribundity]

Minato just shakes his head. He'd gotten up from the outside, of course, but...

"A-Ah... you're welcome." And that was a good question. A quick look revealed that there was a ladder to the side. He hadn't noticed it before. Time to climb it! Minato turned to Conan as he made his way back up. "Your aim is amazing."

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

"Ah -- it's nothing." Though given that he's soaking wet because of my aim ...

Conan blinked as Minato prepared to climb back onto the platform. "Eh? You're doing it again?"

[moribundity]

Once all the way up, he nods and gives a rather forced smile. "I'm here for an hour."

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

"An hour?"

Ha ...

"You're getting paid, Minato-niichan?"

[moribundity]

"Volunteering, but I still take the job seriously." And he does. He even sits up straighter... even as he hugs himself and tries to rub some warmth back into his arms.

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

"No towel? You might be in trouble, Minato-niichan!"

[moribundity]

"You can pass me one if you want." There are a few near the dunking booth waiting for him to wise up and leave. But he's not going to do that. not yet.

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Conan passes the towel over quickly. As he does a thought occurs to him.

"I'll see you soon, Minato-niisan!" And he's off -- looking for a hot drink.

[moribundity]

What? Where is he going? Minato blinks after him for a second before letting it go and toweling himself off.

Conan sure is a weird kid. He didn't even wait for Minato to say goodbye.

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Twenty minutes later, the weird kid is back!

"Minato-niichan!" He's waving and -- what's that he's got with him? Hard to say but it seems to be steaming.

[moribundity]

Is that a cup of something warm? Definitely looks like it. Minato's eyes widen and he stands up to meet Conan again.

"You didn't have to get that." Really! He's fine. But that was really nice of him.

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

"I wanted to. Can you reach?"

[moribundity]

He can, and twists over and down a bit to prove it, taking the drink with a smile. It's rare for people to be this thoughtful towards him - this is more the kind of thing Minato would see himself doing for someone else. Minato takes a slow sip, but mostly uses the cup to warm his hands with. "Thanks again, Conan-kun."

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

"Lucky! I could only think of one way to get you down if you couldn't and well, that'd negate getting you a hot drink!"

Relieved of his hand warmer, Conan returns his hands to his pockets. "Sorry -- I thought you'd like tea or coffee, but everyone assumed the drink was for me and suggested cocoa instead ..."

[moribundity]

"I do like coffee," he admits softly. Already the cocoa's making a big difference - he can feel his fingers again! "But hot cocoa is even better."

[holmes-fanatic.livejournal.com]

Conan nods wistfully. How many nights had he spent as Shinichi, rereading newspaper articles determined to crack a difficult case, finish his latest mystery novel, or frantically try and cram the studying he'd neglected to do in favour of playing detective until the early hours of the morning, with coffee as his only companion?

But no ... 'A kid like you? It'll stunt your growth!' Tch -- It was easier when the maids were just shadows ... huh.

Musing on that development, Conan belatedly realises that Minato said something.

"Ah -- you like it?"

[moribundity]

He nods. "You can enjoy hot cocoa. Usually when you drink coffee, it's just routine."

Or it's to look cool and increase your Charm.

[holmes_fanatic]

Ha ... The owners of coffee houses would love that.

"There's a lot of different types for just routine, isn't there?"

[moribundity]

"I guess. Maybe I just like that Cocoa is sweeter." Another sip, this one longer. It's finally cooled down to a point where it's still hot, but not burning.

[holmes_fanatic]

"I'm glad that Minato-niichan has something warm to drink! Ne -- how long do you have left up there?"

[moribundity]

"Me too." More sips. He swings his legs over the ledge of the platform he's sitting on, just for something to do. "I'm here for a while. A little under an hour."