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[Conan wasn't normally given to unfounded paranoia. (All of his paranoia was due to completely reasonable reasons.) But in the last few minutes he had been unable to escape the feeling that something was watching him. Following him.

He turns around abruptly as he gets the feeling again, hoping to catch the watcher in the act. But there was nothing.

Still he quickens his footsteps, hoping to get into an area with more people. But he only manages to make it a few steps before he is suddenly pinned to a wall with a hand over his mouth. And a far too familiar face glaring coldly at him from a few inches away.

How? How could Gin be here? Conan can only stare in horror as he begins to speak.]

Long time no see. I'm surprised to see you're still alive. And as a kid. Is it Conan Edogawa now?

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[Something that Kaito hadn't let be know was that he had arrived in KID's gear. It went without saying that he always counted on needing a quick change of clothes just in case. He had taken to wandering the streets of the various cities here, trying to get a layout of the land.

That had been the reason he was out tonight, cape fluttering in the breeze, hat pulled low as he ventured from rooftop to rooftop. He paused as he had seen someone below, grinning as he recognized a familiar head of hair. He jumped down, frowning as he had lost sight of his target.

KID heard a noise as he walked, his hand stealing away into his coat, fingers resting against the metal of his card gun. As moved closer he recognized the child against the wall but not the man in the trench coat. The outfit was familiar enough though to set off warning bells and he pulled the gun, keeping it trained on the threat.]

I do have to ask, sir, that you step away from the child.

[After years in Cair Paradisa, Dairine had been mentally preparing for mischief as Halloween approached. It had a tendency to be the most crazy time of year back in the castle, and even back home the holiday could bring out some of the Lone One's more reclusive spooks.

Either way, Halloween usually brought her more tricks than treats.

Dairine had been walking home from a late shift at work when she caught the tail end of a conversation. "...as a kid. Is it Conan Edogawa now?"

The name itself was enough to cause alarm, but that menacing tone... What had Conan got himself into this time?! Without thinking, Dairine hurries towards the sound. That's when she catches sight of the small detective trapped by a towering figure all in black. She doesn't miss significance, but quite frankly she doesn't care. Putting on her most intimidating scowl, she approaches from the opposite direction as Kid, barely noticing him in favor of focusing on her target.]

Hey, old man!! Why don't you pick on someone your own size?

Edited 2015-11-01 00:44 (UTC)

[ Conan's gaze darts worriedly from Gin to Kid to Dairine. No. This couldn't be happening. Bad enough to be caught by Gin. Bad enough that Gin knew.

But now Dairine and Kid were involved. If Gin figured out that they knew each other...

The only chance was to convince Gin that they were only bystanders worried about a strange kid being threatened. He'd still try to kill them, but at least they wouldn't become targets.

But like this, he couldn't say anything. He had to hope that they were fast enough to figure that out.

Conan feels himself being pulled away from the wall and pinned by one of the assassin's arms. Out of the corner of his eye he can see Gin aiming a gun that tracks between Kid and Dairine. He heard Gin begin to speak.]

Hmm, interference. Too bad. This boy is long overdue for a certain appointment.

[He struggles to get out of the grip, but he only manages to wrap his hands around Gin's wrist. His feet were too far off the ground to get any leverage, and he already knew that his sedative darts would not work.

It was the first time in a long time that Conan had felt exactly how helpless he was as a child.]

Edited 2015-11-01 01:50 (UTC)

Ch'.

[KID's finger tightened on the gun, wondering just what the heck was going on, something he reserves the right to grill Tantei-kun about later. Because like hell if he's going to let this go.

He keeps his eyes trained on Gin, however, not about to let the man out of his sight, even for a moment. He trusts Tantei-kun enough to hope that he doesn't make the situation worse.]

I'm afraid that we'll have to cancel that appointment.

[The hand not holding the gun moves slightly, dropping down. Although not seen, a small capsule drops into KID's waiting fingers. He's so thankful that he had the foresight to stock up before he left home before arriving here.]

[Dairine would probably be wondering more about the fancy dude in white herself if not for the situation. Right now, Gin and Conan have most of her attention. She rarely sees Conan this freaked out, and it's starting to get to her.

As Gin pulls out a gun, Dairine lets out a snort of derisive laughter. It takes only a few silent seconds to put up a shield spell, she's used it so many times. Once the invisible barrier is in place, Dairine flashes one of her more threatening smirks, the type that usually preceded a beat down.]

You stole the words out of my mouth.

[That's all the warning they get before Dairine rushes forward towards Gin. It's a risk... but a calculated one. If she can surprise this guy, make herself the target, Dairine figures they have a better chance of getting Conan away from him.

Once she closes the gap, Dairine thrusts the palm of her hand at the assassin's chin with all her might.]

[Kid had a plan. Conan could tell that much. He didn't know what it was, but he trusted Kid enough to ready himself to take advantage of whatever was about to happen.

And then Dairine charged. What was she doing! Had she not listened at all when she'd managed to nag the bare facts of the Organization out of him?

Conan's eyes widen in horror as Gin tightens the grip over his mouth and moves him in front of Dairine's attack. ]

[Honestly, KID's plan didn't consist more of just getting Conan the hell out of there ~~and then grill him on just what the hell was that?~~, but this was KID. Making stuff up on the fly was just how he rolled. Although, admittedly, there was a part of his brain that entertained the fleeting thought that every single time he had to improvise, it was usually because of a certain Tantei-kun.

Go figure, that.

His fingers curve around the capsule in his hands, grip steady. He doesn't know who the girl who has joined them is, but since she seems more concerned about Conan then anything else, he count her as an ally and as a distraction, his muscles tightening in anticipation of making a move.

Only it's too late as they both move and KID is forced to abandon his original plan, dropping the capsule in his hand and using the sudden smoke as a cover as he moves to dive in-between the two. Whatever this girl has planned (KID can't see her taking on a grown man like that without some sort of plan, as unthought out as it might seem) and knows that he has a better chance of surviving a hit then Conan does. And hey, if he manages to grab the tiny detective in the fray and distract the long haired grunt, all the better.

He just really hopes whatever hits him doesn't hurt too much. He likes his body relatively uninjured, thank you very much.]

[If Dairine had stopped to think, she might have realized how reckless she was being, expecting this guy to shoot at her. Most adults don't see a thirteen year old as a threat, let alone someone as ruthless as a Black Organization member. But then again, her knowledge on the individual members was non-existent, so she had no idea what to expect from Gin.

Dairine catches sight of Conan being moved to block her attack, and she immediately realizes her mistake. She already starts moving to divert her blow when suddenly there's smoke and the rustle of fabric. Her stomach drops as her hand collides with something -- had she not changed direction enough?? Powers, if she hurt Conan...

What she actually hit, though, was Kid's chest. Or rather the side of it. He's pretty lucky; with her form shaken, the impact is far less than it could have been.]

[Conan tenses as he prepares for the hit. Being held as he was, he already knew he had no chance to avoid it. And then there is a familiar burst of smoke and rustle of fabric. Conan loses sight of everything. Instantly he slams his head back against Gin and does everything he can to loosen his grip. If he was going to have any chance at getting away, this was the moment.]

Edited 2015-11-01 17:42 (UTC)

[KID had been expecting the hit and braced himself accordingly. It hurt and was more then likely to leave a bruise, but that wasn't something he was going to worry about right now.

With a soft grunt, in the confusion of the smoke, he reaches out and grabs Tantei-kun with one hand and pushing off the other man with his other. He tucks the mini detective against his chest as he rolls away.]

Clearly, Tantei-kun, we need to have a talk about recklessness.

[It's hard to tell what is going on with her vision obscured. But Dairine hears Conan struggling and the guy in white talking to him. Which at least sounds promising.

She takes a couple steps back, hoping for the best but prepared for an attack any moment.]

[Conan relaxes into Kid's grip as they roll away.]

Oi, is this really the time to talk about that?

[He watches carefully as the smoke clears to reveal Gin standing there, with his gun aimed directly at Conan. If he is at all put out with the loss of his prisoner, it does not show at all.]

I advise you to give more thought to the destinies of those who become involved with you, Kudo Shinichi.

[But with that said he fades and vanishes, as if nothing was ever there.]

We're going to eventually, Meitantei.

[KID stands, staring at the space where Gin had been standing for a long minute before slowly putting Conan down. He frowns for a long moment, glancing at the girl near them, wondering how much she heard before sighing. Perhaps a bit over dramatically, but hey, this is KID.]

Why do such villain always have to be so over dramatic?

[Dairine heard pretty much everything Gin just said, though she doesn't seem very surprised by it. She already knew Conan's real name after all.

She watches as Gin disappears in thin air, slowly realizing the threat had been an illusion all along. Though a rather substantial illusion. Welp, now she really feels embarrassed. Best to check on the others before her mistake catches up to her.]

Hey, are you both OK?

[The young wizard trots over as she asks.]

[Conan shakily regains his feet and stares at the spot Gin had been standing for a long moment.

It hand't been real. None of it.

But that had been a far too convincing illusion. A part of him couldn't help but think of how easy it would be for that to become truth.]

It's over now and it clearly wasn't real. THere's nothing to worry about.

[That had been directed at both of them. But a simple glance would tell anyone that he wasn't nearly as unaffected as he claimed. Not even Conan could recover that quickly from a series of shocks like that.]

[KID's hand is hovering over Conan's shoulder, close but not touching. It's a silent gesture of understanding, that KID didn't plan on going anywhere until Conan was more in control of himself.

KID might have perfected his Poker Face, but that didn't keep the emotions in check - it just meant that he buried them deep, hopefully never to confront them head on. It meant that he brushed them off, forever being the smiling, laughing prankster and thief that the world knew.

'There's nothing to worry about.'

He sighed softly, pitching his voice low.]

Don't, Tantei-kun. I understand that you don't want to talk about it, but don't lie about it.

[Amusing, considering he lied all the time, keeping things behind his Poker Face.

He looks over at the girl, a wide smile gracing his face.]

We're both fine, Ojou-sama.

[Although KID probably won't be doing any of his crazy aerobatics any time soon if the ache in his chest was any indication.]

[Dairine doesn't really believe them. "Nothing to worry about?" "We're both fine?" Yeah, right.

But unlike usual, Dairine isn't about to jump right into pointing it out. She has enough tact to realize now is a bad time. Plus, she kinda has an apology to make.]

Sorry about that punch, either way.

[With that out of the way, Dairine stoops down to the small detective's level. Although she's frowning a bit, her face and voice is softer than what she usually uses around him.]

Come on, Conan. It might not have been real, but that doesn't mean it had no effect.

[It was funny in a way. For the one who valued truth the most lies had become second nature. But he couldn't stop. Not yet. This night had proved that.]

I should have expected that you would see that. [His reply to Kid is pitched equally low. It was sometimes annoying to know that Kid could read him that well.]

Don't even start, Dairine. [He did not want this kind of reaction. He did not want to deal with this. ] What were you thinking? A punch?

[Okay, so it was a really obvious attempt to deflect the conversation into an argument. He was feeling far too drained at the moment to do anything more subtle. ]

[You might have gotten decent at lying, Kudo, but KID was better. Had more experience.

After all, if one looked back on his, his father had been trying to make him into a decent Kaitou KID since he could understand what Poker Face meant.

The huff of air KID let out was more amused then anything else.]

I might not be a detective, but that doesn't mean I don't observe, Meitantei.

[His next comment was addressed to the young lady.]

It's fine. I've had worse thanks to this one here.

Edited (because wow that sounded weird when I went back and read it ) 2015-11-04 02:00 (UTC)

[Oh boy, he's already started to criticize her. As much as she would love to argue back, she can't exactly deny that she... kinda pulled a dumb move there. Not to mention his heart doesn't really sound into it. She scratches her neck absentmindedly.]

...Well, I could have tried a long range attack instead, but you were too close to him.

[And considering the kinds of long range spells that first jumped to mind, hitting him would have been infinitely worse.]

A punch seemed like the next best thing.

Oi oi, you're talking like it's my fault that things happen at your heists.

[You nearly gave him a heart attack, Dairine. Multiple ones. As if being that close to Gin hadn't been bad enough.]

You realize you no longer have any right to call me reckless. [If he thought it would do any good, he would be telling her that if this ever happened again she should just leave him.

But he could already guess how well that would go.]

They certainly don't happen at the ones that Tantei-san attends.

[He shakes his head in fond exasperation before turning his attention to the young girl that had joined them.]

As reckless as that was, I do thank you for the assist, ojou-sama.

[Conan's dig is enough to bring back her usual scowl. She lightly bops him on the head.]

Hey! Don't think my actions give you an excuse to jump into danger!

[And then, mutters slightly off to the side.]

And it's not like bullets would have hurt me...

[Conan flinches as she hits him on the head. It hadn't been nearly long enough yet for him to let that happen without reaction.]

I don't jump into danger!

[And he caught that.]

That's no reason to charge someone with a gun. Who's to say what you were doing would have worked. There could be weapons here that have different properties than you expect.

[He didn't know what she had done, but knowing Dairine he was sure she had done something with the same ability she had used before. Even now, he was uncomfortable with the idea of calling it magic. ]

Oi, oi.

[KID held up his hands in a placating gesture.]

Children, please. Now is not the time to argue.

[That should say something when KID is being the voice of reason.]

First we need to figure out what's going on and then you two can argue about who is the most reckless, although honestly, I would bet on Tantei-kun.

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