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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 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]

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[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]

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[She tries to get her voice to raise, tries to get it loud enough but it seems she can't get that loud with his hands over her throat]

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[she's struggling and he grins even more viciously, tightening his grip, sure to leave bruises]

Can't? Pity~

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[trying desperately to get air in her lungs, fingers still trying to pry his hands away]

/late =_=';

[theother1412.livejournal.com]

[his fingers dig deeper, an exulant rush, fierce joy at dancing on the razor edge, utterly determiend ot not let go until he can see the light dying in her eyes]

Foolish little miss~

[he croons the words, sounding horribly sympathetic]