We're All Stuck Together Now -- crossover rp

"Hozuki is super strong!!" the dog blurted out. "In the Underworld, if someone's being bad, Hozuki just goes POW! and sends them flying with that spiky thing! He's so cool!"

Hozuki cleared his throat before speaking. "That's enough, Shiro. That's just doing my duties. As my colleague mentioned, I do have superior strength than most humans. I have also studied medicine for most of my life, so I am well versed when it comes to plants and their preparation."

"A friend of mine made it," said Conan, holding out his hand for the deflated ball. "I can only stay blown up for a couple of minutes, but if I wanted to, I could blow it up to fill this whole courtyard."
He was glad he'd finally shown the vampire that he wasn't a helpless child. "I have a few other tricks that he made, too."
Like the sleeping dart, the suspenders, and the glasses which he'd given to Kid. All in all, he had things he could use, but he had already damaged a lot of them when he came here. And he didn't have the skateboard either.
Conan frowned. This place had reduced his abilities drastically.

(Hey, Kuragehime and broken, would it be alright if I dropped Kid into your plot? It's okay if not. )

"Ah they don't like anyone," She responded, following him with a smirk, enjoying the boys annoyance. "Have you eaten anything?? Where'd your... ah, butler go?" She asked, wondering why he was wandering all alone.

(I find it disturbing that Ciel thinks Sabastian is running around somewhere. )

"His name wasn't in the death book," said Conan. "And I don't think he'd do very good in this situation. I'm not sure what he'd be able to do anyway."
He fitted the deflated ball back into the belt. It wasn't damaged. But he hoped that another demonstration wasn't in the near future. Because he wondered how long the ball would last.

(Because he has no protection now and I'm tempted to send Monarch after your group. )

Conan reached frowned, trying to remember the last time he'd seen the book. Then he remembered he had ended up with it. He reached in his short's pocket and found the book. "Here," he said. He held it out to Mika. "Did you want to look something up?" he asked.

(I don't know how long Monarch would last against a couple of weapons. XD All he has is a broken laptop (read: very broken after throwing it at Conan). But I'll see what happens. )

"Not much information at all," said Conan. "It gives us an idea about how many people are in this world. But I don't see how we could see find someone based only on their names."
He had been on high alert ever since he'd seen Rin. But he hadn't heard or seen anyone.

(Monarch does. Obviously. )

"She didn't sound like she was lying," said Conan, who thought he was rather good at telling when someone wasn't being truthful. "I don't know if there is a way to tell unless we run into someone else."
He wished he had had an extra Junior Detective badge to give to Kid. Then he'd be able to tell if the Phantom Thief had run into anyone.

Monarch was rather ruffled at this point. Conan had chased him around the forest and he had realized that he hadn't really done much damage. But now he was suck who knows where. The edge of the city was a few feet away and the forest was reaching into it with grasping branches. Which way should he go?

(Which way is a group? )

Sorry I wasn't on!!]]

Hozuki nodded. "Of course. If it is needed, I will not hesitate," he said. He had always been a firm believer in getting things done as quickly and efficiently as possible, using anything he could think of as motivation.

Shiro trotted over to the girl and nodded. "I like berries!" he barked, tail wagging as he spoke. He gave the berries in her hand a sniff before sitting back, holding his mouth wide open.

(Hey, Kuragehime, would it be alright if I had one of my characters join you?)

Conan nodded. "I think we'll see her again. Her type can't help but turning up every now and again to keep the game going."
He started walking again, scanning the sky. "I think that Kid sees something of himself in her. He plays games like that, but not on such a large scale."
Then again, thought Conan. He's never had a whole world to play around with.

Kid flew in a circle around the outskirts of town. He was losing altitude again. This had been his third time launching off a high building and he was starting to feel exposed. Had Rin really been telling the truth about other groups in town? Maybe they had all found somewhere to spend the night.
He cycled down and landed on the branches of a tree. The tree shook at the added weight. Kid sighed and brought out the detective's glasses. The dot that was Conan had moved around since the last time he'd checked. He looked to be around the place the cloak tower was.
Kid pocketed the glasses again and contemplated sending off a flare. It had attracted Conan that first time. But he decided against it. He was exposed enough and if most of the groups had already taken shelter then they couldn't see the flare.
Plus, those things wouldn't last forever. Kid was painfully aware that if he was stuck here to long nearly everything he'd brought into this world would slowly get used up or broken. And there wasn't a way to fix them.

"Yes..." said Conan. "Very annoying." He followed Mika, wishing for his solar powered skateboard. "So, why is there a war going on in your world?"
He asked the question with no thought to Mika's feelings. After all, the vampire had already expressed that he didn't want to share with humans. But Conan had rarely let others feelings stop him from asking.

Kid stretched, wondering if he should call it a day. He hadn't found anyone yet. Maybe he wouldn't today. He was supposed to be meeting Conan and Mikaela back at the bookstore at midnight, group or not. He should find someplace to sleep until then.
He pushed the button that would activate his hang-glider and the cloth made a 'woof' sound as it unfolded.
The quite noise that Shiro had made went unnoticed to him or he passed it off as the sound of the breeze.
"Well, now," he said to himself. "Which way next?"
He looked off into the distance, judging which way would be the best.

This stratified Conan for now. He walked on in silence for a little before he pointed to a road. "This one seems in better condition then the others. I think that it might be a possibility that others would want to follow this road because it would be easier then the broken side streets we've been walking."

The stone hit Katio in the shoulder. He winced and folded up the hang-glider again as he turned. He figured it would be easier to face any attackers without the wind catching his glider. He could always unfold it again if he needed a quick get-away.
He looked, but didn't see Shiro close to the ground. Be there was no way he was passing of the pain in his arm as his imagination. He continued to scan the surrounding area, looking.
"Come out!" he shouted into the trees.
He brought out his card gun, even though it could do no damage to anyone. "Come out or I leave."

(Sorry for late reply.)
Conan nodded and started walking down the new road. "We may just have to meet up with Kid without finding anyone. Most of the other people here have probably just come to this world, like us. They may not have reached this city yet."
Were there other cities? Conan wondered. And if so, would they hold other people as well?
"Did you notice if anyone else from your world was here?" asked Conan. "Does the death book have any names you know?"

Kid smiled and lowered the card gun. "So there really are other people here," he said. "I was beginning to think that I'd never find anyone."
He studied the girl. He looked her up and down, trying to judge age and where she came from.
"I'm called the Kaitou Kid," he said. He waited, hoped, to see some recognition in the girl's eyes.

Conan really wished there was a way that he wouldn't have to spend the night here. He wished this was all a dream. But he had known for a long time that they would be stuck here. It was just part of the game Rin was probably playing.
Next time she turns up, thought Conan. I'm hitting her with my soccer ball.

"Ah, you've been here long enough to set up a camp," said Katio, processing the information. He noticed Shiro looking at his gun and he smiled.
"It doesn't shoot bullets. It's a trick gun. I use it for signal flares sometimes, but never for anything deadly."
He put the card gun away and dropped, cat-like and with limber muscles, landing in a crouch. Standing, Kid tilted his hat in a small bow.
"Might I be of any service?"