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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.*
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?]]
\o/
((ooc: It's been a couple weeks, but he'd been shot twice, and couldn't go to the hospital, so they're still raw. Perhaps cheap antiseptic and blood? I bet his bandages could use with changing, tbh. :Da The one across his chest was just a graze, but his arm went through so he's definitely favoring that one. Hell, knowing his luck, there might be a slight infection starting, too. They don't exactly have the best medical expertise. >>; ))
Enjoying? x3
"Yea, Ayumi's one of the kids from before." Oh, nice save there Conan. "She and the others still have the Shonen Tantei actually..."
"As far as we know, she's the only one who got pulled in here though. Her and ever one of those creepy... Cards..."
That gets a look from Conan. "Creepy?"
"I swear those things are alive."
"Are you still on catnip?"
I am stupidly happy right now. Can't spend a whole lot of time on it, got concert, but <3!
"Wait a sec, cards? How c'n cards be alive?"
xD
"Aren't," Conan cuts. "They're just duel monsters cards; they might have ties to 'ka', but the cards aren't alive."
"Oh yea? Wait until you see her, the holograms aren't even on and they're still following..!"
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"God, it's been years since I've seen that little group. I prolly wouldn't recognize th' ones from my world."
Does that mean he wouldn't recognize Ayumi? :0!
Conan's words are probably stranger... "They... Aren't involved are they..?"
It might take him awhile. He wasn't that familiar with em to begin with and it's been ten years.
Then he shakes his head to answer Conan. "Nah. We told em Conan went back t'his parents. Kudo used t' e-mail em every so often from public comps durin' safe times. Dunno if he still does." Don't even know where he is, or if he'll ever see either of them again.
Aw. ;3; (Also; someday I will drabble these mentioned events. They were awesome. :U )
"A little older than ours- it's called alternate worlds for a reason..."
Koji nods, crossing his arms. "At least they aren't caught up in the mess in 'your' world then," he says after a moment. "They won't but out in ours..."
"My only relief is the fact that they caught Kaitou KID once and then the 'Jackal' later," Conan adds dryly. "I think my concern all but vanished when they found out how to take down a kitsune-look alike..."
Heeeeeeeeeee. Sounds cute. You'd better link me to them if you do.
The mention of Kid brought back the grief. He doesn't know what happened to the thief after Hakuba...
Okay, he can't think about that right now. "Be kinda nice to revisit some o' the people I knew to see where they are now."
I most certainly will! As for Ayumi herself... I'll be making a thread soon actually. xD
That should just NOT happen guys. "Yea," Conan says somewhat blankly. "It would..."
"In our world, the kids didn't get much a choice," Koji adds somewhat bitterly. "And as it is..." He leans back against the table, snorting. "Heh! Man have they grown up..!"
I probably won't be able to resist. This Heiji is the only muse I've managed a decent DR thread with
"Face it, life sucks for all've us."
:D ... http://justonetruth.livejournal.com/107245.html :D
"You mean when you shrunk?"
"No, I was still optimistic then." What...
"Right..." Well, Conan at least has a clear idea of when his life REALLY started going down hill...
It starts with a 'k'.
8D \o/
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"Oi. You going to treat that anytime soon?" Beat.
"Because it smells like crap."
Hattori can just contemplate those words while Conan gives the boy a look that says 'really. That's what you're going with?'