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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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Heiji reaches for his arm again, wondering how the stitches were holding, and watches the two of them volley back and forth.

"Wait a sec, cards? How c'n cards be alive?"

"I don't know, they just-"

"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..!"

Heiji just shakes his head. That sounds more like the Kudo he knew. Familiar denial of crazy shenanigans. It made him feel like he wasn't going absolutely crazy.

"God, it's been years since I've seen that little group. I prolly wouldn't recognize th' ones from my world."

"You can't be that old can you..?" Shut up Koji.

Conan's words are probably stranger... "They... Aren't involved are they..?"

"Oi, 28 ain't old." He's pretty sure he's twenty eight. Maybe.

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.

"Twenty eight? That's only-"

"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..."

"I bet if we'd've hinted somethin' was wrong they'd've tried to butt in on ours, but this sorta thing is too dangerous f'r kids. We had t' disappear and they couldn't come with us."

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."

Two sets of... Eerily in synch nods.

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..!"

Heiji falls silent. He wish he could see him mom, more than anyone else.

"Face it, life sucks for all've us."

"BAH. I figured that out eight years ago."

"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'.

Heiji just shakes his head again and reaches for something with a little more substance to eat. If he wanted to be safe he should find a bathroom and a stocked first aid kit to change his bandages with, and then lay down somewhere for a month, but he didn't have that luxury here.

Too bad Hattori, because Koji's nose is going to make you.

"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?'

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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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