Superstitions Smoocherstitions!

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Type: Video
Sender ID: book2thehead (Shikanoin Heizou)
To: General Public
Subject: Drunk Detectives Dunk On Dumb Delusions
Warnings: beware of alcohol, kids

[It's that once in a blue moon time where Heizou makes a public appearance on the network. And it becomes quite clear why once the feed comes on: his face is quite pink and he has a big cheeky grin on his face and a bottle of wine in the hand that isn't holding the camera. So... Yeah, he appears to be drunk.

He also appears to be outside somewhere, despite how late it is. And he is also not alone! Beside him there appears to be one (1) Sherlock Holmes, currently laying down on his seat with his feet up in the air and his head dangling over the edge. He is also attempting to play his violin from this position, for.... some reason. Science? Science.

Either way, the video feed turns on to the sound of Heizou giggling and Sherlock's violin playing. And Heizou trying to figure out what position he needs to be sitting in to send out his Very Important Message. He finds it eventually, with the shellphone angled so that both he and Sherlock are in frame - or at least Sherlock's feet are - and he addresses his invisible audience with an even bigger grin.]

Ah-- Here! Helloooo one and all~! Your friendly local detective agency has decided to take on the mysteeeerious case of.... Sailor superstitions~! That is right my dear rift-jumping fellows, we've even decided to do this one pro bono! That means freeeee~

[There's a moment of fumbling the camera, and once it settles Heizou is holding the camera out at arm's length to reveal where he and Sherlock are: what appears to be a fake boat, crudely built and sitting on land (so to speak) like a playground for children. Did they find this? Did they drunkenly grab chairs and tables and bits of wood to build it themselves? Who knows. But it sure is... vaguely boat-shaped.]

Now as you can see here, the great Mr. Sherlock Holmes and yours truly are currently on board a boat! And as you can also see- [He tilts his head down slightly so that the camera gets a better angle on all his burgundy-colored hair.] -my hair is quite red! But have we run into any bad luck on our voyage? Nooope~! Aaaand POOF! Myth busted!

[At this point Sherlock chimes in drunkenly from off-screen:]

Heizou, did we test all the ways to swirl the alcohol? Did we forget one? [Since obviously up and down is an option-] The taste didn't change at all!

[Someone should... probably stop them. Or maybe join them! Decisions, decisions...]

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[By this point Heizou is laying on the floor, the bottle of wine and his cup seemingly forgotten on the chair he was sitting upon earlier. The damage is basically already done, though; both Heizou and Sherlock are quite far along in their drunkenness. Though Sherlock's a lightweight to begin with. Heizou's just had more to drink.]

Oh...? Well well, if it isn't senpai himself! Sherry, did you know texting him is as good as speaking to him face to face since his face hardly changes?

[Does he realize the video is still on? Maybe. Maybe he just doesn't care. Either way he turns back to the camera with a hazy grin, clearly amused with himself.]

This floor is ground, senpai! How could we ruin it~?

[Heizou, what-]

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[empyrean_mirror]

Shikanoin Heizou.

[DO NOT INSULT HIS HUSBAND, EXCUSE YOU?]

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[book2thehead]

[Oh. Oh, he doesn't like that tone of voice at all. It makes him sit a little more upright, but his expression shifts to one more of confusion than anything else.]

'Tou-san?

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[empyrean_mirror]

Incorrect.

[If he had a mora for every time someone called him dad...]

When you sober up I expect an apology for the denigration of Haitham's character.

[book2thehead]

[Confused. Heizou has to lean closer to the shellphone and squint--]

Oh! It's Kaveh~!

[He looks vaguely relieved. As if he has not yet fully realized what he said and who he said it to.

Assuming he even really cares one way or another right now.]

Would you like to come out and drink with us, senpai?

[empyrean_mirror]

Not if you're gonna keep being mean to my husband.

He is plenty expressive, for the record.

[HMMMPH.]

[book2thehead]

[His head tilts to the side - which probably looks funny when he's still lying on the ground, just messing up the halo of hair around him - and chuckles.]

Oh, Kaveh~ Kaveh, Kaveh, Kaveh. We all know he's really only expressive around you~

[He does think this is very funny, letting out an exaggerated, overdramatic sigh.]

Around me I think I've only seen him twitch ever so slightly to express his disdain!

[empyrean_mirror]

That's not true! You're just looking at the wrong things. Aren't you supposed to be a detective?

[He's SO easy to read wdym Heizou just watch the sprout--]

[book2thehead]

[Heizou just laughs again, twirling his fingers in the air and making more little teal particles appear around them. Even leaving some glowy lines that only last for a second, as he draws a vague shape of a leaf.]

Senpai, you're mixing up expressiveness and being readable! I may be able to read the signs, but that doesn't mean he draws his emotions plainly upon his face~

[empyrean_mirror]

You're looking at the wrong part of his face, then. And it's hardly just me. Watch him talk to Sherlock sometime.

[Because it's painfully obvious Alhaitham has a fondness for their wayward victorian.]

[book2thehead]

[He lets out a little sigh and barely resists the urge to roll his eyes. He's still just drunk enough to keep a smile on his face, even if it does fade just a bit.]

That simply proves what I know that you know I already know! I've told you before, it's really okay for him to not like us~

[empyrean_mirror]

I was talking about his expressiveness in general, you have now changed the topic.

But you want to see what dislike actually looks like on the man, go ask him about the Hive Mind case sometime.

[book2thehead]

[Kaveh... You forget that this man has been drinking much more than he usually ever does.]

Mmm. Even if he is as expressive as you say, the fact remains that I'll never get to see for myself~

[He then closes his eyes and lets out a deep sigh, like he's suddenly tired.]

Hahh... At least Sherlock understands.

[indispensable]

[Wow why do you have to keep exposing him like this.]

he is not enjoying this

[indispensable]

[For better or worse such statements are not uncommon to hear for Alhaitham, so they easily roll off him like water off a duck's back.]

The floor isn't going to absorb your vomit once you two start throwing up.

For your sake, I hope you two have enough towels prepared.

ENJOY IT, DAMMIT

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[Heizou chuckles and waves a hand, dismissing the notion and making more little teal particles swirl around as he does so.]

Ohh, we'll be fine~ I never throw up!

[Is this true? Who knows. Heizou will never tell!]

no

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[Spoken with all the confidence of a man who is probably going to throw up.]

Maybe not you, but the same can't be said for Sherlock.

[Repressed Victorian + alcohol = bad times.]

[book2thehead]

Hehe, you're right, he's not very good at drinking. But I'm here to look after him!

[Though also Freminet (and Lynette) is probably already on his way, so...]

[indispensable]

Somehow I have a distinct feeling that's not how things are going to work.

[He is so, so dry.]

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[Another wave of his hand, totally unbothered.]

It'll be fiiiiine. You're welcome to come take Sherlock home... If you can!

[indispensable]

[Why is Heizou making it sound like a challenge when it really isn't if he really wants to.]

I'm not here to help you out of the graves you've both dug yourselves into.

[They're both going to be so hungover and he is not going to be there for it.]

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[He immediately snorts, foregoing any kind of sense of decorum or politeness.]

There's no grave here, silly man! Only our drinks!

[indispensable]

I'm sure I don't need to elaborate on the fact that its meant to be a figure of speech.

[Why does alcohol make everyone so dumb. Ugh.]

[book2thehead]

[Another snort, waving a hand dismissively.]

You're a figure of speech...

[indispensable]

[Well if it wasn't obvious how far gone Heizou was before, it certainly is now. Its clear enough that the conversation isn't going to progress any further, so he's not even going to bother.]

This figure of speech will leave you to your drunken tomfoolery. See ya.

[...and that's the last thing he'll say before ending the conversation.]