Oct. 24th, 2010

[identity profile] always1truth.livejournal.com
[Conan has got him arm in a sling and he's peeking around the corner, a red flashlight in his right arm. Around the corner is the same blond assassin that had shot him in the shoulder. While yes, Conan is a dumb ass, he's actually been testing a theory for a while-now he's going to try it on the blond assassin. He smirks to himself, more then a little confident in his deduction... however he needs to get a little closer.

Carefully, the detective is doing his best to keep his steps soundless. It didn't work, obviously as the blond turns sharply. Does he still have his gun? Before Conan can answer his own question he's suddenly aware of a cut on his right cheek. Before he can react he's being pinned on the ground and somehow Gin has managed to gain the upper hand. He's holding the injured detective down by his bad shoulder and Conan lets out a sharp scream.

Before Gin can use the knife he obviously has, Conan manages to click the flash light on and shines it on the blond. He immediately hisses and backs off-apparently the light's painful and it forces him back into another room. The small detective is next shoving a chair in front of the door and looking rather triumphant.]

Just as I thought.
[identity profile] photogenickitty.livejournal.com
[The video flashes on to Ritsuka looking at something. He has a bruise on his cheek and a bit of blood clothes but for the most part seems fine.]

That's not a bandage, that's called duct tape. No! Don't put it there!

[Looks back to the camera.]

Is there a doctor or anyone good at first aid? Oz, really needs some stitches.

It's not that bad.

Then why wont it stop bleeding?

[Speaking to the camera again with a worried look.]

We are in room [Insert room # here.], any help is appreciated.

Soubi? Kio-san? Are you two okay? Contact me soon as you can!



((ooc: Green bit is Oz if it's hard to tell, written with Lisa of course! Feel free to have them hiding out in your room if you want.))
[identity profile] inabaidolrise.livejournal.com
[The blackberry appears to be filming as a young girl in brown pigtails is looking at it curiously.]

I haven’t ended up kidnapped again, have I?

[She stands up again, thinking about this for a moment, before picking it up again.]

Sempai? Naoto-kun? Yosuke-kun? Chie-chan? Yukiko-chan? Teddie? Kanji-kun? Anyone?

[She sighs as she places the thing back down.]

I wonder if I can use my persona to find out about this place behind the television, if I’m there again of course.

[She goes to sit back in the chair in the room as she starts to think about what to do, and hopes that one of friends would come and find her again as she pauses looking around. She really hoped her shadow wasn’t here again, even though she had accepted it.]

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