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justonetruth2011-12-07 01:11 am
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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.*
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.*
My AUs get too twisted for their own good. :U
Beat.
"When one of your classmates turns out to be a chinese vampire, it's hard to ignore."
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
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..."
Ooooooh, *CLICK*
"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.
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"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."
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"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."
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But why would... "...Hattori... Just what's going on in 'your' world..?"
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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."
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?
"...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.
TAG ME WITH ALL THE PEOPLE 8DDDDDDD
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.
THIS EXPRESSION DOES NOT BELONG ON A 'GIN'.
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.
FFFFFFFFT.
He stares, warily, in silence. Almost waiting to be noticed, and hoping that he isn't.
Can't say I didn't warn you. :U
"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."
...of course, Heiji focuses on something COMPLETELY DIFFERENT
"Just how old ARE you?" Focuses solely on Conan. It's a bit saner that way. He'll process everything else in a minute.
It's the only way to survive when Koji's around. :U
"'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.
....sometimes that is a very familiar feeling...
:U
A small nod from Conan. "Yea. There's that..."
"Lighten up, Megane. It could always be worse..."
"Don't remind me."
XD
"So ye've become a prick, eh?" He raises an eyebrow at Conan.
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"Okay, so it 'might' be a little more complicated..."
Maybe not Koji, it seems to most definitely be tied to YOU... "Anyone who overhears both of us talking would assume that..." ...Probably.
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Fun fact: Conan was behind the catnip thread. :U
"Of course it is Megane~" As he ruffles his hair and ignores the building rage beneath his hand. "Nothing wrong with ruffling a few feathers..."
And suddenly, his tone gets fairly dark.
"Not to mention, I've yet to tell you how much I 'loved' that CATNIP..."
"Oh, found that did you?"
"Meganeeeeeee...." Hoh. The tables have turned.
..............link? 8D
"Oi oi, ya don't need t' be gettin' revenge on each other 'ere." His tone is still rather light at least. Part of him recognizes the sight of that kind of teasing. It was something he used to do, after all.
http://justonetruth.livejournal.com/101757.html :U
"And you want Ayumi to walk in on that now that you know she's here?"
"Gh-!" Koji gives the other a rather scowly sort of look. "Not like she hasn't seen a spar before...!" Though, changing the subject now, Koji's nose seems to... Twitch. "And does something smell off to any of you?
[[OOC - quick question; would there be any 'strange' scents catching Koji's nose right now? Since Hattori apparently is recovering from a fight?]]
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Enjoying? x3
I am stupidly happy right now. Can't spend a whole lot of time on it, got concert, but <3!
xD
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Does that mean he wouldn't recognize Ayumi? :0!
It might take him awhile. He wasn't that familiar with em to begin with and it's been ten years.
Aw. ;3; (Also; someday I will drabble these mentioned events. They were awesome. :U )
Heeeeeeeeeee. Sounds cute. You'd better link me to them if you do.
I most certainly will! As for Ayumi herself... I'll be making a thread soon actually. xD
I probably won't be able to resist. This Heiji is the only muse I've managed a decent DR thread with
:D ... http://justonetruth.livejournal.com/107245.html :D
8D \o/
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