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[igirisu]

Characters: Arthur and Conquest students
Format: Action or prose.
This log is: open
Location: In his class room
Summary: Crime solving class!
Warnings: Possible violence?

[ on each desk there was ink, paper and jars.

arthur stood in front of his class and begin to explain what was going to happen for the day ]

Good afternoon, class. Today's lesson can be difficult — we're going to learn how to identify different fingerprints.

[ he's dipping his fingers in the ink and pressing it against the paper ]

Once you've made your finger print, exchange with your partner, and I shall go over the instructions.

Comments

[overthroen]

[ She gives a hollow smile. ]

I'll take your word for it. It's a pity the grooves of one's fingers aren't deep enough to observe through touch.

[igirisu]

[ he was a teacher, it was his job to ask ]

Are you all right, Rose?

[overthroen]

[ She goes red. She didn't need pity. ]

Physically fine. Just a little lacking in the vision department, is all.

[ Oh, great. And in front of the whole class, too. ]

[tsuntsuns]

[ arthur goes red as well.

he didn't mean that ]

Ah, I meant....

[ what did he even mean? she looked depressed, he wanted to know if she was feeling all right ]

I was going to ask if you were upset.

[overthroen]

No. [ She doesn't really feel like spilling her heart out to a stranger right now. ] But I'll update you if that changes.

What should I do with the fingerprint? [ Staring hard at a spot about three inches to his left. She means, "what do I do with it if I can't see it". ]

[igirisu]

[ he's feeling guilty now, he probably should have asked her earlier... but he didn't know ]

I apologize, Rose. I didn't have any idea.

[overthroen]

It's fine. [ Argh, she's still being singled out! This is really not helping! ]

I've gotten rather good at disguising it. I'll consider it a compliment.