http://theother1412.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] theother1412.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] justonetruth2010-01-29 08:26 pm
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it's in my head, it's in my veins, in my heart and in my lungs~

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~

[identity profile] astolenlife.livejournal.com 2010-02-04 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're the stupid one." She griped, wincing as the knife went in, holding her in place. She twisted to try and keep Conan safe but also tried to pull the knife out. "You're making this difficult and you're too close." Aoko snapped at him.

[identity profile] astolenlife.livejournal.com 2010-02-04 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Aoko swallowed. "He's a child." She pointed out, cradling him still. She attempted to pull the knife out and yelped as he twisted it. Why could she still feel pain? so many things about this just weren't fair.

"Well I don't like you being so close." She stated.

/l-late

[identity profile] astolenlife.livejournal.com 2010-02-12 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"You don't know what happened!" Aoko snapped, a fresh wave of tears pouring out her eyes as she tried again to get away as his closeness was forcing up memories she'd sooner forget.

[identity profile] astolenlife.livejournal.com 2010-02-12 09:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"NO!" She shrieked and kicked out at him, trying to get him away from her. "It wasn't my fault! I tried! He was stronger! Leave me alone!" She tried to back away, scooting as far back as she could manage, another light exploding in a glass shower.