Well here's a sight to avoid behold. A new room has appeared in the building, with impossibly high ceilings and nothing but floors and walls to otherwise grace it.
Oh and there are two... Things. Beating the crap out of each other. "HHHRRRAAAAAAHHHH-!"
One looked like a silver-haired 14 year old a few seconds ago, but suddenly there's claws and teeth
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That was new.
If nothing else, he's having to fight off instincts both human and not for the sheer, simple fact that Gin is in the room. But someone else appears to be mauling the owner of the scent for him.
An... other... Conan.
However that works.
So. He'll just be over here by the door, watching. And trying not to get in their way, or get too bothered by the scent of blood.
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Leaving ample room for someone else to strike. "HAH! FLYING TIGER!" Flying- WHAT.
Conan has little time to contemplate this as the next thing he knows, he's been tackled by a jumping Koji and pinned to the ground, wings flapping rather uselessly against the ground. "GH- Damn it..!"
"Heheheeeee..." Koji merely laughs, holding his 'enemy' in a headlock. "Gotcha this time..! Admit defeat!"
"GHHHHHH- Not fair, someone else came in!"
"No excuses! One~ Two~" Headlock is holding and- What, he's giving him a noogie? What?
"Will you just look at the door already!?!"
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"Get off me Hisoka..."
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Blink. Looong blink at the noogie.
"I could ask the same question, to be honest. Two of me?"
He's addressing both of them, sending a cold look in 'Gin's' direction. Who knew - if it had been Gin who'd got him stuck as Conan, maybe he had something to do with this as well.
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