Kuroba Kaito | Kaitou Kid (
carptricks) wrote2015-08-15 12:10 pm
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[Heart Game - Ed, Maya, Roxy]
[It's dark. You're trying to move forward, but it feels like your limbs are weighed down by chains and shackles. Still, you push. You push and you pull and those chains are pulled taut and strained until suddenly--]
[Something snaps]
[You tumble forward, wind blowing past your face, until you lose awareness of anything around you. . .]
((another run ran concurrent to this one here))
[Something snaps]
[You tumble forward, wind blowing past your face, until you lose awareness of anything around you. . .]
((another run ran concurrent to this one here))
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Alright. You pin it, I'll finish it off!
[Hes supporting himself on a hand. Shh. Pretend not to notice.]
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[well. the real Kuroba Kaito may only know the most basic of swordsmanship skills, but a metaphorical representation of Kuroba Kaito can do whatever the hell he wants]
[the sound of metal crashing against metal fills the clearing as Kaito lunges and dodges and parries and slices at the figure, who does likewise in return. the two individuals kick up snow as they fight, their swords glinting and glimmering as they move. they seem to be pretty evenly matched]
[until the figure-- who now looks like a glitchy Kaito, of all people-- is suddenly slammed against a nearby tree, pinned to it by the hilt of true heart Kaito's sword]
Do it!
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[WE STABBIN' DIS!!]
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[the figure emits a high-pitched shriek, which fills the air and echoes for miles. it's form begins to break apart, like pieces of data disintegrating (think Digimon, here), until it is no more. Kaito breathes out deeply and lowers his sword to his side]
. . . it'll be back. It's never gone for long.
[and then he immediately whirls towards Ed and crouches at his side]
Oi, you!
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[Collapsing to a knee and holding himself up.]
I'm glad you came when you did. My next plan at that point was melting through the lake and trying to find Splashy Jr. I'm not very good in a melee, especially without information on the enemy.
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The crates and the captain's quarters. They all had stuff that would've helped you out. G-geez, look at you. . . you're freezing.
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Besides, I like the cold. [And now that I don't have to worry about getting murdered, maybe I can focus on warming myself again. ...which melts the ice bandage. Welp.]
So anyways, I only had what I was given. That's... how I roll.
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[. . . the world is starting to fade around you]
Here-- there's somewhere nearby we can go. Some place warm.
[and before you can ask about it, everything seems to fade away into nothingness]
[but at least you wake up]