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[moonlit-phantom.livejournal.com]

Kaitou Kid opens a doorway and stumbles in without looking. Everything about him appears normal, the hat, the monocle, the suit, the cape, all except his customary poker face. That was missing, which was understandable since he was walking like a drunken cat.

Oh, and there were bloodstains on him. Brown splotches of dried blood were mainly concentrated around his suit's collar. If one looked carefully, there was even some on his neck. Yet strangely, no wound was anywhere in sight.

Kid staggers blindly over to a couch, and it would seem that the sight of the furniture gave him pause. "Did I enter the wrong house...?" His words came out weak. As if he had no strength to continue, he collapsed down into the maroon colored cushions with a groan. The thief didn't even bother to look around to confirm or deny his theory. If there was anyone else in the room, he didn't notice.

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[moonlit-phantom.livejournal.com]

"I'm talking about the good miracles. The ones that--" Kid gave the chibi a look and sighed dramatically. "Nevermind."

In a way, pokerface had returned during their talk. Bickering and chatting was a staple part of their interaction, and Kid took comfort in that. The tantei offering to hear his problems out, however, was definitely not. Kid glanced hesitantly at his pale companion from the corner of his eyes and pulled his top hat down further to shadow his face.

"I'm trying to not think about it," he whispered in the darkness of the room.

[OOC: That's okay. I'm heading to bed too. Looking forward to your reply tomorrow! Oh, start a new comment thread? Let's give ourselves some writing space.]

[shrunkenvamp.livejournal.com]

"Hey, no fair just cutting off like that. Go on. Tell me - what were you about to say?"

Poker Face. When it came to that, not reacting to the fact that he could practically see through it most of the time was merely a way of being polite. He wouldn't be about to disenchant this Kaito so quickly, though.

It was because of that though, that he opened his mouth, but chose not to say anything, instead settling for an understanding nod. "I can take that. Personal experience and all. But remember I'm hear to listen if you do. Vampires sticking together and all that, right?"

He smiled at the last. Even though it was actually happening to them, it still sounded surreal.

(ooc: Sure! I usually just use the 'reply' button from the email, though.)