it's in my head, it's in my veins, in my heart and in my lungs~

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The laughter is echoing down the hallways, utterly, utterly amused. There are the sounds of a scuffle, of things hitting walls, murmured taunts

--a sharp cry of pain, a young voice crying out.

Silence.

A giggle, and more clearly.

"My win~"

Turn the corner, and there is blood on the walls - not much, a little splatter here and there, decorating the knives sunk into the plaster. A fight has taken place in this narrow corridor. Quick, violent, not enough room to maneuver properly, hits taken on both sides. A white-clad 1412 leans over an unconscious Conan on the floor, his face broken by a grin.

Come and interrupt him, if you dare~

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A pause in the fight as Kaito and 1412 stare at each other. Kaito is panting too, adrenaline running through his system.

"Having fun now?" He asked.

Now what? His opponent was trapped. It would be so easy to just...

-[Tighten the wires a bit further. Tear into his flesh. Draw in for an easy kill with his knife~]-

He squashed that down quickly. No! This wasn't a job. There was no contract on this guy and he wasn't in the way of one. He wasn't even an assassin anymore. He couldn't do that.

Getting out would be good.

"Well, it looks like I win this round~" Good thing poker face decided to hold this time. "Be a good boy and stay there for a while!"

A smoke bomb fell from his sleeve and when it cleared he was gone, but the wires had been set up so that 1412 was still trapped.

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1412 laughed, wired thrumming, digging into his skin as he moved slightly.

"Tons," was the dark purr of a reply, eyes gleaming as he saw how twitchy his opponent looked. This would be fun.

And then he vanished, with smoke and tricks and stupid fool-!

1412 howled, a wordless cry of rage and hate. This Kaito had definitely hit the top of his 'hated persons' list.