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With the plain white t-shirt and trousers, you might think this is an ordinary Kaito, if a little monochrome. There's a newsboy cap tugged low over his right eye, and a stripy scarf wrapped securely around his neck (which he keeps tugging at, for some reason). Nice and normal... right?
....right?
[ooc: Come and prod the shock-collared assassin~!]
....right?
[ooc: Come and prod the shock-collared assassin~!]
and while the Kaito with the scarf may appear entirely innocent, Jinx is giving him a wide breadth on the off-chance that he really is stuck in Mirror-land and there are happy happy Kaito-reflections everywhere. beyond that, cautiously taking in the sight of everything in the room and deciding where to go next.
... his stomach loudly complaining at the lack of attention to it is really distracting, however.]
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His mouth splits in a wide grin you might expect to see more on Kid, the cap shadowing his face.
"Kaito~" he lilts, drifting towards the boy in orange.
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Mindful of his image, he tries to appear relax even as he continues to tense the close the other him gets. "That's one of my names, don't wear it out," he snarks in a near-steady tone.
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--glad to see the stupid-kaito afraid, scared, backing off... glad and happy to see him scared but not going to think about hurting him, just scaring him, oh yes, scare him a lot--
"Perhaps the Kaito thinks he is an orange?"
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"... it's the color of my team in Sabra La Tau."
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"You could tell me about it!" 1412 laughs, a knife appearing in his hand like magic, the bright silver blade flashing under the electric lights.
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"I'm not up for talking much about that place," he says, tone short and unamused, an uncomfortable smile coming onto his face as he speaks.
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He flips the knife in his hand almost idly, watching the blade glimmer in the air as it spins before catching it again.
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The slightest of shift in posture is all Jinx needs to change his defensive stance into a one meant for flight. While part of him curses his lack of options, the other two parts are quickly plotting a course out of range of possible weapons used against him. All of this only noticeable by his tension and the way his eyes flicker from one escape route to another and then back to 1412, the memory of the use of a good poker face heavily in play.
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That's good enough for 1412.
"If the stupid-Kaito knew what was good for him, he would. Hasn't he heard of one-four-one-two before~? Doesn't he know~ what~ I've~ done~?"
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There's a sickening sensation as a certain part of him processes the possible implications of those questions.
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"Oh~ If only the stupid Kaito knew~"
1412 touches the knife to his tongue, eyes shadowed as he watches Kaito.
"He wouldn't be asking me then, would he? Oh no."
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Then almost as if completely disregarding 1412, he says to himself, "If this is a Judge's game... Mirror, Mirror, you're going too far."
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--abruptly pulling his arm back as if to throw the knife, the form perfect, poised to throw--
--and then relaxes, tossing the knife idly, as if he hadn't threatened violence, his grin an unsettling mockery of happiness.
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It's a bit sad that you can be used to so much threats and headgames, but if the other party is not actually lashing out when appearing to want to do so...
"Kaito this, Kaito that," he starts up again, waving a hand airily while his eyes narrow on 1412 and his knife. "You're obsessed with that name, you know?"
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"Not... so." His tone is forced lightness, even the civility a struggle. The knife is gripped tightly in his hand. He mustn't hurt.
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