beat of a drum | private with vasin

^{One truth prevails ! —}

^{Honestly, he longed more than anything to be back in his original body; it was far more fit and flexible with a prowess and skill that could put most athletes to shame. With his shrunken form, however, not only had his body reverted back to a child, but so had his strength. Shinichi had gotten more used to this new body of his after a while, but it still annoyed him to travel long distances, no longer having the stride nor stamina to progress very far. As such, the young serval was more exhausted than he wanted to be by the time he reached Vasin's villa, taking a break on the porch and catching his breath. Readjusting his glasses that acted as disguise with a huff, he folded his tail around his paws and knocked. "Hello, Vasin? It's Conan. I'm here to train?"}

^VASIN  

^{"Speech" Thoughts Attacking}

^{tags + storage + plot}