justonetruth | [Event] Whatever you do, don't high-five

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[Event] Whatever you do, don't high-five

Your hands look normal, feel normal, and even smell normal. There's nothing out of the ordinary... Except when you touch something (or someone) else~

You'll start leaving handprints, fingerprints, streaks of colour along the walls, furniture, and along other people's skin. There's a different colour for every different person, and who knows what happens when you high-five?

Be imaginative!

[Here is a colour generator~ Simply click 'Random Background' for your pup's colour, and then fill in this handy-dandy html so other people know what colour you've got!]

Filled code example:
Kaitou_1412 leaves fingerprints of this <b><font color="#D76498">color</font></b>.

Also, our apologies for the lateness of this event! There has been extreme RL busy-ness to contend with.

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Kaito laughed. Tantei-kun was entertaining to watch while he was deducting - and a little nostalgic. The last time he'd seen those eyes so sharp, it was moments before blinding light and a piece of machinery had wiped them blank.

"So you know about Miss Witch?" he asked, grinning slightly, then waving a hand airily. "We had a little trouble with her and her penchant for nightlights, but she didn't curse us."

Yer not makin' this easy fer him, are ya?

Of course not~!

"Technically, I'm still in the middle of rescuing her from a third sect of the Organization, but that has to wait until I finally go home again," Conan murmured, still more focused on figuring out what Kaito meant. After all, if he freaked out everytime he thought about the kidnapping, he'd never get any peace.

Especially since it's been months that he's been away from home in other places while time stood still back there. Or so he hoped.

"Never had a problem with her and nightlights though...she'd usually threaten to turn us into something small and fuzzy."

"...third sect, tantei-kun?" Now that was slightly worrying. If you counted tantei-kun's alcohols, and his own various dangerous beasties, that didn't make up a third. And he could only imagine what the'd do.

Scientists, perhaps, came Conan's voice. Haibara's parents had codenames that weren't alcohols.

Bu' sicentists ain't exactly dangerous...

No, you think, came the sour tones of a teenager who'd had to pose as someone ten years younger.

...Ahaha... yeah... Sorry, Kudo.

"My detectives required a rescue," Kaito said idly, still dropping hints here and there, wondering if Conan would be able to figure it out soon. "Miss Witch is not the most hospitable of hostesses."

Conan nodded. "One that I was personally familiar with that went for the science method. Two is the one you know, that went for magic items. A third who went for people of magic power. Akako eventually became a target and that's when I had to accept our world does not, in fact, run on logic and actual physics alone," Conan said, turning to face Kaito. "She came to you because you were able to give her protection she couldn't make herself without risking a back lash. By then, we were already working together."

"Required a rescue," Conan muttered. "So...definitely magic..." But what magic had to do with night lights? "What can glow from people...something to do with their auras? Souls?"

"Aha. Well, I have known for a while that logic doesn't rule supreme. A run-in with a certain jewel-thief would have taught me that, even if my detectives hadn't been caught the way they are~" Hiei wasn't someone he particularly wanted to meet agian, but Yukina-chan and Kuwabara were people he might end up spending another visit with.

"Very good~" chirped Kaito, ruffling Conan's hair again. "Can you figure out the rest?"

"Certain Jewel-Thief? What thief makes you think things are weird?" Conan asked. He was...actually quite curious what that meant.

He scowled at that, shoving away his hand, but didn't straighten his hair. He didn't want to add orange to his hair too.

He thought about that. "...you wouldn't control someone's will or let someone else controls someone else's will that completely. So it can't be a planned thing, if you do have that much control," Conan said, studying Kaito. "Even to protect your identity, it's not the type of person you are..." He murmured, then focusing on the eyepatch. Then looking at the drawings. It didn't seem having one eye blocked affected his eyesight enough for the pictures. Not to mention the eyepatch looked thin, too thin to block out all light. Would it ever serve as a bandage that way?

"Why do you have that eyepatch...?"

"Let's just say that... meeting him led to meeting someone in true possession of teargems, and leave it at that, hm?" Kaito wasn't being mysterious to be contrary for once - it was Yukina-chan's decision whether to speak about her secret or not.

Kaito's grin was growing bigger as Conan continued speaking, bouncing slightly on his toes.

You are enjoying yourself far too much.

Come on, Hakuba, this is fun!

"Why do I have my eyepatch indeed?" Kaito grinned, tugging it off and putting it in his pocket, one eye closed. His smile turned slightly ominous, voice slipping easily into Kid's smoother tones. He wasn't ~precisely~ trying to scare Conan away, but it was fun wathcing tantei-kun twitch.

"Are you sure you want to know?"

Teagrems...? But that tone, that he was pretty sure he knew. "Right. Getting you to explain would be harder than pulling teeth, right?"

Conan is studying him quite seriously. "...eyes are windows to the soul, or at least so they say. So...whatever accident happened with your rivals...auras. Souls. Whatever it was exactly that was affected. It did something to your eye, right? It's why you have to cover it?" Conan paused and smirked. "I want to know. I don't think there's anything behind your eye that will terrify me."

"Yep," said Kaito blithely. "You know me so well~" he added in a chirping tone.

Kaito laughed a little, crouching down in front of Conan so he was on eye-level, and opened his eye. He knew the detective would be seeing formless black instead of normal white, colours flickering into life on the iris as his detectives made teir opinions known.

Green, Heiji making his opinion known.

Ya sure this is smart, Kuroba?

Blue, Shinichi adding in his two cents.

If he didn't, I don't think he'd be doing it.

Gold, a snarking jibe at Green.

Of course not, Hattori. Do have some sense.

Kaito raised an eyebrow queryingly at Conan. "So, what's your theory, tantei-kun?"

"Too well. I think it's starting to make Heiji worry," Conan commented dryly.

Though it wasn't quite all untrue, but he hadn't gotten around to telling Heiji the full story yet. Mostly because it was totally insane.

He watched Kaito's eye as he opened it, his own widening in surprise. He hadn't really known what to expect, but that sort of thing...hadn't been it. But what...?

Conan got a look of concentration, one that says he was trying to put all the pieces together. "That..." Then a hand was in his pocket, pulling out what looked like a card. Not a playing card though, it was too tall. He muttered a word under his breathe, the card vanishing in a flash.

And some ornate clip ons appearing on his glasses. He stumbled back, the surprise back on his face. "Whoa! That's...that's way more colors then there should be..." He said before taking off the glasses. "That's more than one person should even HAVE at one time. They can't...are they actually INSIDE you?"

"Well done," murmured Kaito, his heart beating jackhammer fast inside his chest. Tantei-kun's sudden movements had worried him, the reappearing-disappearing trick making his supressed 'flee' instinct flare up. Not that he was letting that show, of course.

Tell him I damn well would be worried if he was bein' pally with Kid an' this ain't had happened.

"Hattori-kun expresses his agreement with yours," he added, Poker Face coming down as he waited for the adrenaline rush to fade. "I'd suggest explaining the situation to him." He smiled. "Tantei-han does better with a full set of cards in his hand~"

"I was kind of hoping I was wrong. I feel sorry for your rivals, being stuck in your head," he said. It was a joke. Sort of.

"The problem isn't I don't want to tell him. It's telling him without sounding insane," Conan said, muttering another word under his breathe, the clip ons vanishing and card reappearing in his hand as he slipped on the glasses.

"This card and scars are the only proof I can provide him about my little 'adventure' in another world," Conan said, pocketing the card. "And explaining it to Heiji is a whole other problem than explaining it to Kaito. I mean...well, you're already insane on so many levels. And I found out your life story there. Things happening that shouldn't have gone unnoticed, having a magic item, knowing things about you I shouldn't know without you having a clue about it. Hard to refute that. Heiji isn't that simple. Especially when he even wants to deny the existence of his own magic. He'll probably think I've finally lost it after everything." He paused, glancing at the black eye.

"...not that it isn't justified. But that's more of me not knowing the full story at the time too."

"He might just surprise you," suggested Kaito. "Though I can't speak for him... well. Much. " A brief grin.

Tell him that bein' left outta the loop is worse than thinkin' he's insane. I'm his friend, dammit!

....Why don't you tell him yourself?

"One second, tantei-kun~" chirped Kaito, holding up a finger and closing his eyes. He focused on the green feel of Hattori's soul in his mind, reaching out slowly.

...What're you tryin' ta...

Kaito-kun, are you sure this is wise?

Shush, I know what I'm doing.

...Don't you remember what happened the -last- time we tried this? came the sour remark from Shinichi.

It won't happen this time., thought Kaito, and-- let go.

"This's so ....weird..." said Heiji, staring down at Kuroba's pale arms, the magician's voice thick with his Osakan accent and, though he couldn't see it, Kuroba's right eye solidly green.

Oh well, time to get down to business. He looked up at Conan, then reached out and thwacked him around the back of the head.

"Ahou."

Conan quirked an eyebrow at the one second, watching Kaito to see what h would do. And when he spoke again...

Well, okay, it wasn't that weird. Kaito's mimicked Hattori before, so hearing his voice from Kaito's face wasn't TOO weird.

And there was the smack. Conan jerked forward, putting a hand over the place of impact. "Ow!" He yelped before glaring at Heiji.

"Oi, I had good reason!" Conan snapped. "If I hadn't lived it, I wouldn't have believed me and you thinking I was nuts was the last thing I needed!" He snapped.

Though...despite the harsh tone and glare, he seemed...kind of happy to hear Heiji. He had missed his friend and the only Heiji here was the girl one, which was kind of weird.

...though who was to say if this was better or worse.

"Trustin' me is better th'n keepin' secrets like that! Dammit, I'm yer friend!"

Heiji promptly fell on his ass after that outburst, not used to Kaito's body, the agile crouch it had been in not helping. He huffed, pointing a finger at Conan.

"Look, I've gotta know somethin's goin' on, Kudo. An ya keepin' secrets is just gonna make me think somethin' worse is happenin'"

Conan sighed. "I do trust you, Heiji, but you were also the one person whose support I couldn't AFFORD to lose at that time," he said, looking at him seriously.

"And besides...the worst had happened that could happen to me without being dead. And you knew it, so you didn't need to think I was crazy on top of that." He doesn't quite meet Heiji's eyes at this, looking uncomfortable. "Or...at least we all thought it did." He added.

"Stupid god tree," a dark mutter under his breath, almost inaudible.

Heiji's expression is flat at the thought of Kudo being hurt, and he jumps a little at the sound of Kudo's voice from inside his head.

The worst wouldn't just be injury, Hattori.

Hattori gets it, just from Kudo's tone of voice.

"What happened ta neechan?" His tone is promising all sorts of retribution for the person responsible. He wants to ask about this 'god tree' as well - Kaito's ears are sharper than his - but first he wants to hear about what happened to Kudo, so he waits.

"...as I said, I didn't know the full situation," Conan said, not meeting Heiji's eyes. "The other world I've been too, sometimes people are returned to the time they were taken, sometimes they aren't. People are taken from alternate worlds, or from different times in the same world. Ran and I...we were both there. But I went home for a while. I was taken the moment I left, maybe a minute or two passing in between. Either way, I wasn't missed. Ran..."

He sighed. "An assumption. I had assumed she was taken around the same time as Kaito and Aoko, who I already knew were from the future. Kaito was taken after the teleportation heist and I was before the Seiran. In the end, I thought she was a Ran from their world because theirs certainly wasn't mine. I found out when I went back, that wasn't so, but at the time..."

"Ran wasn't returned to the time she was taken. Time was passing back home while she was in the other world. Unfortunately at the time she was taken, there was a kidnapper in the area for girls in her age group. One who decided to take advantage of the fact the famous detective's daughter was missing to keep him from going after him since it was already assumed he likely took her. One...who was with Them. And They didn't like him doing that as it drew too much attention. And you know how they are with witnesses. With half of the girls whose body could never be identified..." He trailed off.

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