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[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[If you're of a mind to be around a particular area - about where a certain deceased detective was a while ago, in fact - you might just notice a white-clad thief leaning against a wall]

[It's not a casual slump, nor an elegant one - it's the slump of the exhausted, and he certainly looks it - his hat pulled down low, some papers held in one hand, and his eyes half-lidded, seeing nothing in particular]

[a little while after this] [all Shinichi be warned] [in fact, -everyone- be warned]

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[theother1412.livejournal.com]

But little miss~ Precious little Kaito is a thief.

I'm not.

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[she tries to hit him] Kaito is not a thief! Stop saying that! And get your hands off me!

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[laughs, and bounces backwards, away from her]

You should ask the boy~ He'd love to tell you all about it~~

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[ignores him and quickly sets about fixing her buttons, though it's difficult with a broken finger] ...did you steal some of my buttons?

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

Told you, not a thief.

[flips a knife into the air idly, then throws it full-force into the wall by her head - if she doesn't dodge, it'll draw blood]

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[she shrieks dives down to the floor] What did you do with the missing buttons then?

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

Didn't. If miss is missing her missing buttons, perhaps miss should look for them~

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

Bastard. [she gets on her hands and knees and starts looking, taking her eyes off of him] You could at least help me after you tried to molest me.

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[holds a finger up and tuts]

Did more than just try.

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

... It wasn't as bad as it could've been. [she's muttering, hoping he can't over hear her as moves around on the floor.]

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[chuckles]

[he perks up a little, sing-songing]

Found one~ [and that's a knife going through a button on the floor, completely ruining the button. But, he found it, right?]

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

... Bastard! you broke it! [she stares down at her mostly exposed chest and and the places where the buttons were supposed to be.]

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

But I found it.

[a decidedly boring little girl, so naive, no conviction and to top it off, child of that arrogant man who has the nerve to keep chasing]

[stalking back over to Aoko, and smacking her hard around the face, his expression blank] [welcome to the endgame of a madman's mind]

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

Ouch! Hey that hurt! [she jumps to her feet and glares darkly]

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

It was supposed to.

[dark and threatening - there's not a single hint of amusement there]

[he lashes out again, another blow aimed for her face]

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[and it hits, sending back against that wall again] What do you want from me!?

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[tilts his head to one side, looking at her]

You're boring.

[walks towards her, slowly, like a predator before the pounce]

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[she covers her chest again and slowly slides away from the wall]

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[flicks a knife almost casually, aiming to one side of where she's sliding towards, wanting to stop her in her tracks as he gains distance between them]

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[she stops just so that the knife doesn't hit her and finds him up close and personal once more.]

/so late /fails forever orz

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[up close and personal he is, his hands finding their way to Aoko's throat, thumbs pressing just slightly, just teasingly, as he grins like a madman]

Re: /pats

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

Wh-what are doing? [slowly, she lets her arms drop to give him the access he'd been trying to get earlier]

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

Strangling you~

[his tone is quite cheerful, and he squeezes tightly, thumbs digging underneath her chin to press against the carotid artery]

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[feeling the air being cut off. She grips at his hands and tried to pull free]

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[1412 is, unfortunately, stronger than Aoko, and she doesn't phase him, except for a wicked chuckle and sly words]

Cry for help~

[there's a thrill to this, hovering so close to the edge of life and death, especially with her life in his hands]