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*The first thing about this new arrival is that he's older. Possibly by a good ten years.

He is familiar with being pulled out of one space and plopped into another, so it was hardly surprising to him that he's found himself in another manor.

But the lack of surprise didn't mean he couldn't be cautious. Or angry. He'd just recovered enough from his injuries to be moving around without getting lightheaded, and here he was again away from home and without Kazuha.

He's dressed in light clothes that are easy to move in. A tank top and cargo pants. The tank top is thin enough to show the gauze taped to his chest, as well as numerous scars across his arms and shoulders. There is another thick bandage around his right bicep. Slung around his waist, almost carelessly, is a gun holster, but he's holding the gun in his left hand, keeping it low in order to keep it from being noticed immediately.

He's got a wary look about him, as if he's been through this sort of situation before, and he glances around the parlor he's found himself in before moving to the door and creaking it open. Front hall? Or perhaps another living room. He cases it quickly, checking for life, before moving it.

Heiji does this with every room he passes, stepping swiftly, but quietly down the halls, and slowly tries to piece together where he is.*

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Um.

"It?"

"Sorry. Th' fight. It wasn't some strange creature. Promise. Just people."

"Ah." He nods. "I guess I'm used to having the option in mine..." Actually, in someways, it's better when the one on the other end IS some kind of monster- at least then the attacking doesn't seem quite as unjustified...

"If it was people from that other place though, I guess the possibility of them following doesn't exist at all, eh?"

"Who knows?"

He pauses, then reaches for something to drink as well.

"Ya fight monsters?"

"I had the 'fortune' of visiting 'Hell' for a while..." Annnnd leaving it at that. "...Otherwise, the living world has a lot more supernatural beings in it than should be possible."

"Th' sheer fact that yer acceptin' their existence speak volumes. What do ya do?"

"Live."

Beat.

"When one of your classmates turns out to be a chinese vampire, it's hard to ignore."

"...right. Suddenly my life doesn't seem so complicated or far fetched. 'Livin' is th' reason I carry."

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He snorts. "I'd be surprised if anyone's life could get more complex myself..."

"Though I probably shouldn't say that- with my luck, it will now, hahaha..."

He's starting to pick at food. His stomach is a bit queasy from having been up too long, but light foods aren't too terrible.

"Yeah, ya got terrible luck-" He almost calls him by name, but instinct stops him again. He tries to play it off that his sentence had ended by taking a bite, but he can't help the slight awkwardness.

He caught that.

"If the Hattori in my world still has difficulties despite long accepting the fact that I can't 'go back', then I don't think you should worry about slipping. Besides," he adds dryly, "It seems to be the secret everyone here knows."

He frowns and looks away.

"Yeah, I just learned a long time ago not t' use names in public. It's a habit as hard t'break as callin' ya by yer real name."

"N?" What... "No names at all..?"

But why would... "...Hattori... Just what's going on in 'your' world..?"

"We use alias's when we're out."

He toys with a piece of bread before sighing. "We're at war. Just us. You, Me... Ran, Kazuha. A few others. Been at war for years now."

He looks away for a moment. "...Organization..?"

"...yeah. It's bad. Not gonna lie. We've...lost a lot."

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"...So then... Almost the reverse of mine..." Where they had the Organization on the run. Where agents were being transferred or simply killed, and entire 'sections' so to speak were being raided and more or less destroyed. His world was weird but...

In the end, thinking on it, he supposed his world was 'lucky' too.

((ooc: i haven't read the info yet, but YAYE CRAZINESS))

They'd gotten a few of their organization down. Ten years was a long time, and they had made significant progress. The damn group was so big, though, that it often felt as if they had barely touched them.

He touches his arm again, grimacing. It's been a couple weeks since his last run across them and he was still recovering. They'd been getting more and more aggressive.

And...

Just as Conan opens his mouth, SPEAK OF THE DEVIL- "OIIIIII, Megane..!" Conan visibly tenses, but it's clearly not with fear. No...

That is definitely a look of what the hell is he doing here-. "Gh-" Conan turns. Spots white hair and an almost expected red chinese shirt. "Hiiiiisooookaaaaaaaaaa....!"

'Hisoka'... With his green eyes, white hair and is that a scar on his cheek-... Seems to pay Hattori no mind as he approaches, taking a comofortable seat beside Conan, and using his head as an arm rest. "Whaaaat, that how you say 'hello' to your friends now..?"

"What are you doing here."

"I was hungry. There's food here isn't there?"

"Why not the kitchen."

"This food is better. Also it still smells like fox in there."

"Hisokaaaaaaaa..."

Do forgive him for the interruption Hattori, he really can't control this 'mini-Gin's actions.

Ever.

Heiji jumped at the sudden appearance of another person, and it was only sheer force of will that kept him from pulling his gun again. Sheer force of will and a miracle, considering who 'Hisoka' looked like.

He stares, warily, in silence. Almost waiting to be noticed, and hoping that he isn't.

'Hisoka' seems to continue as though Hattori doesn't exist. "Yea yea... You just want me gone while you try not to screw up with this Hattori like you did last time." He very cheekily looks up at Hattori in question with an odd, yet... 'Not'-Gin like smirk. "Don't let him fool you, he's taken to being a prick lately."

"And whose fault is that..."

"...Not mine?"

The taller of the two very quickly finds his arm forced off Conan's head. "GET OFF ME, HISOKA!"

"Yea yea yea..." The boy shrugs, scratching his ear and again looking toward Hattori. "...This is probably the best reaction I've had since getting here, outside the girl-you 'Megane'..."

"Honestly, I would kind of prefer it if he shot you right now."

Cue false expression of horrified shock; "AH- How mean..!"

Conan merely sighs, rolls his eyes, and turns to Hattori himself. "Meet 'Hisoka Koji'... Pain in both my side and the organization's side for the last seven years in my world."

He's trying to adjust to the conversation, and keep everything straight in his head while calming his racing heart. The first thing that actually got through...

"Just how old ARE you?" Focuses solely on Conan. It's a bit saner that way. He'll process everything else in a minute.

...While Koji snatches an apple off the table...

"'Conan' is 14," he says flatly, a fairly dull look in his eyes. "...Do the math." Oof, sore topic...

"Mmf- Don't even think of asking my age though," Koji adds from the side. "I think-" Swallowing the apple first... "-You'd get a heart attack or something." Given that 'Gin' is very clearly past '30' in most worlds...

Yea. Yea it probably would.

He's quiet for a moment. "At least yer alive?" He doesn't relax, so much as just lean back and look like he did. And yes, he's talking to both of them.

A shrug from Koji, who takes to simply looking away and out toward where the hall is.

A small nod from Conan. "Yea. There's that..."

"Lighten up, Megane. It could always be worse..."

"Don't remind me."

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My AUs get too twisted for their own good. :U

I love it. I went through a read your AU info. I don't understand it, but I like it!

You MIGHT have more luck reading character blurbs on Ayumi's page. xD

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This. Would be a crappy time to bring in Koji. (first thing that came to mind for some reason.)

This would be the best time to do everything. All the things.

...I'm tempted to ask if you're serious. OH GOD ARE YOU SERIOUS?

TAG ME WITH ALL THE PEOPLE 8DDDDDDD

THIS EXPRESSION DOES NOT BELONG ON A 'GIN'.

FFFFFFFFT.

Can't say I didn't warn you. :U

...of course, Heiji focuses on something COMPLETELY DIFFERENT

It's the only way to survive when Koji's around. :U

....sometimes that is a very familiar feeling...

:U

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