Unimpressedly stares at.

“Et tu, Edogawa-kun?"
Unimpressedly stares at.

“Et tu, Edogawa-kun?"

“Y-yes, go… talk to… KID… if you can find him. I’m going to… sit.. down."

“Ah… O-of course…"
How does… everyone know about this…? God, KID, you have some serious explaining to do when I catch up to you…
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That awkward moment when your muse oocly realizes that the Kaitou KID who is allegedly pregnant with his child is NOT the same KID that he actually slept with. At least, as far as he remembers he hasn’t slept with /that/ KID… and is it considered cheating if it’s the same person but another version? […]

“Deep breaths, sweetie~“ Impossibly wide grin as he tries desperately to hold back laughter. “Can I get one with a really big diamond? You know what a sucker I am for diamonds~”

“…………………….”

“Wouldn’t a large ring like that make it hard for you to do your work? I was thinking something more practical… Ah…”

“…Unless.. you’re… going to have to give up your… life of crime to… Ohgod.. I’ve.. ruined your life…”

*internal screaming of conflicted feelings*

Contest entries are due tonight at midnight. LOL I can’t believe so many have entered! You know you could all probably go on a date with Hakuba just by asking, right? Though I guess those wouldn’t necessarily be pre-planned with built-in premise and a drawing by moi, would it? Hmm. :3
Also, goodness, Kaitous, you are all ganging up on him. He’s going to have nightmares. Be prepared for a journal about it this evening.


“Actually, there are many prime locations for hiding bodies in most any given area. It’s really a matter of how you do it, not where. Many criminals make this mistake and are, subsequently, caught. Which is fortunate for us.”
KID remained silent as he worked on the lock, the door clicking open in a manner of seconds. One day he’d have to officially thank Chikage for letting him play with locks so much as a child; it was an extremely useful skill for someone such as himself. Still, he barely noticed Hakuba there until he was standing up and opening the door, allowing his guest to enter first. To say the least, he hadn’t noticed the stain on his suit, and the low lighting still made it difficult to discern any dark spots on Hakuba.
“Physically, yes. Right now. Are you?" The thief frowned in worry, waiting for Hakuba to enter first and closing the door behind them. He was careful to relock it, hoping to avoid suspicion. Carelessness always spoiled a getaway, and with an innocent in tow, he refused to take unnecessary risks.

Hakuba moved through the door, getting out of the way before looking back at Kaitou again. "I think…” he began to say, then really looked at himself. Tear in his suit in three places, two of which were wet with blood as he touched them. That was… troubling. He grimaced, touching and prodding at the wounds to feel how deep they were, though it was difficult to tell.
“I’ve been hit, I think. Ah, I hope that’s not my blood on your suit.” He gestured toward the dark splotches on white. He turned back to the rest of the room. “I’m going to see if there are any utilities running to this place, still…"
The shop, despite being closed, was full of clothing racks and shelves. Costumes, dresses, wigs, and props a-plenty. The detective thought it was a little eerie, honestly, and strayed past the row of really creepy manikins.