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Characters: Hojo and Miles
Content: Hojo wants to go to sleep. Miles wants to interrogate him instead.
Setting: Morem o Lisboa
Time: V. V. early Saturday
Warning: NONE. MUAHAHAHA.



Getting somewhere quickly was rather pointless when you lacked the means to get inside. Hojo had made it to the specified room several steps ahead of the lawyer but, as he had no key, had no choice but to wait until Miles got there and unlocked it for him. Most irritating.

Hojo was quite pleased to find that there was a coffee pot once he got inside, though there didn't seem to be any coffee to put in it. Hojo filled the tank up with water anyway and turned it on. It was really a shame he couldn't get anything above boiling, but this would have to do until he could get proper medical attention for his shoulder.

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[i-hate-quakes.livejournal.com]

Now it was Miles's turn to sigh. That didn't make much sense at all--he wrinkled his brow and decided to press further.

"How is that even possible?" he said, tapping a finger on his elbow. "Not too many people completely change form and have no idea what happened."

He knew Hojo probably wanted to sleep; whether or not Miles was going to let him was another story.

[walking-complex.livejournal.com]

It really was impressive that Hojo was being as cooperative as he was, given the circumstances. He turned around, leaning on the counter and crossing his arms in annoyance.

Or, well, he tried to cross his arms in annoyance, but it didn't exactly go as planned. The scientist hissed at the sharp pain in his shoulder and settled for merely looking cross instead.

"The fact remains, however, that what triggered the transformation is unknown to me at this time. I can make a few educated hypotheses but they're fairly ungrounded without proper research." He was rather good at sounding like a status report, wasn't he?