Log: The Investigation (Shigure)

[aloof_savant]

[ Caesar is sitting on the grass just nearby the lake. Normally he would be napping around this time, but he seems to be deep in thought, perhaps even troubled. ]

What's gonna happen if they really can't go back...?

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[aloof_savant]

Oh look at that, you're a comedian, too. I think you and I are going to be great friends. [ Also sounds sarcastic, but means it at the same time. He hangs around serious people too often. ]

What about you? You might be the only person Minen hasn't raised her voice at yet. What's the secret?

[what_a_pain]

Hm? Oh, her. I dunno. Maybe it's my good looks. I've been told that I have a magnetism to me that's too much to resist.

[aloof_savant]

Hah, how nice of your grandmother to say that. You know what I think it is? It's the pipe.

Girls love accessories. It's no secret that my older brother was more popular with the females, and he wore earrings to mask that cardboard personality. I should try walking around the castle with this thing in my mouth.

[what_a_pain]

Touché, kid.

I'm not sure the smell that thing gives off is pleasing to everyone. It might discourage more than encourage. Also there's no way I'd let you have it for that long. I-I need it.

[aloof_savant]

That may be true, but you never know with girls, right? Sometimes they go for the bad boy, the one that logic dictates would be a poor choice... well, according to some books I read, anyway.

Agnes would definitely hate this, though.

Why did heck did I bring her up again?

[what_a_pain]

Not everything you read is correct. Then again, reading books have never really been my thing. You probably know better since studying seems to be your hobby.

[aloof_savant]

Heh, that's not quite true. Outsmarting my enemies, sitting in the spa and taking naps are my favourite things to do... studying is just something I have to do to maintain my pride as a Silverberg. Luckily I also happen to be good at it when I want to be.

[what_a_pain]

Taking naps... Now that's definitely something I can get behind.

Hopefully all the work load you've got now doesn't affect your sleep much. Dreaming about a stressful life... what a pain that would be.

[aloof_savant]

If anything, I'm sleeping more. And dreaming of a stressful life? Now there's an oxymoron if I ever heard one.

[what_a_pain]

Oh? Then what do you dream of?

[aloof_savant]

Nothing in particular.


Why is my subconsciousness so interesting to a detective?

[what_a_pain]

I was always told to try harder when it came to socializing. Both of my bosses stressed that a lot. It used to be way more of a pain, but it's getting a little more easy. Not by much, but still.

If it makes you feel better, you can ask me something.

[aloof_savant]

[ Has this wary feeling that he might be a target of investigation, a "tactician's intuition" he would call it, but doesn't want to show it in case it's nothing. ]

Well, don't mind if I do, detective. Hmmm... [ Quizzically puts the pipe back in his mouth, actually getting the hang of this smoking thing by now. He exhales a cloud of smoke before continuing. ]

Have you ever told anyone a deep secret?

[what_a_pain]

Yes. It was actually pretty boring when I think about it again. [He's supposedly good at getting other people's secrets but he sure doesn't divulge as much in detail himself.]

[aloof_savant]

Secrets? Boring? Boy, the oxymorons sure keep rolling in.

[what_a_pain]

It really is disappointingly dull. Everyone else usually has more interesting secrets.

Anything else?

[aloof_savant]

With answers like that, I don't know if I can get anything interesting out of you... and I don't bother with humdrum questions. You know, too sleepy.


... [ He looks at the pipe he's been holding and offers it back. ] ...But I do owe you.

[what_a_pain]

Sorry about that. Maybe I'll tell you some real doozies when the time's right.

[Keeps it in his hand for a minute to at least try and not look like he missed it that much.] For what? This?

[aloof_savant]

Yeah. I just had my first smoke, I've always wondered what it's like.

Don't see myself taking it up, though. Got way too many eyes on me, you know?

[what_a_pain]

I could see your concern. You are part of a family with status so there are gonna be people out there watching you like a hawk sometimes. I know I'd find it a pain.

[aloof_savant]

Yes, and if any of this gets back to my teacher, I'd be in a world of trouble. Thankfully she's in another country, so I can be more relaxed. Even though Agnes is breathing down my neck.

So... our little secret, okay? Besides, you'd be in trouble for letting me have it in the first place.

[what_a_pain]

[Laughs just a little.] Yeah, you're right about that. Fuyo would scold me big time for letting a kid smoke this!

[Finally gets a puff out of his returned item.] Can't let you getting addicted to this stuff. It might screw up your sense of smell and it'd suck to not be able to smell the flowers anymore!

[aloof_savant]

Hmm, I'd be more worried about charred lungs than being able to smell any flowers. Then again, isn't "stop and smell the roses" some kind of metaphor about appreciating life?

Either way, I have no intention of dying anytime soon.

[what_a_pain]

It could be. I'm not good at metaphors... Do you like the smell of roses?

Well, speaking rhetorically, what would you wanna do before you did die? I know I'd like to take a look at some things they offer here if I couldn't make it back home. I'm curious about that theater I heard about. Wonder if they got any plays worth checking out?

[aloof_savant]

[ Again with the 20 questions, now he definitely feels like he's being interviewed. He figures this chit-chat should have run it's course when the pipe was returned. ]

...Detective, remember what I said about deep secrets earlier? I have yet to tell you mine.