Date: 2019-01-31 01:12 am (UTC)
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“Why? The brilliant Conan-kan can’t deduce it on his own?” He teased and held the wall for another moment before they could get moving. “And since when would you admit being bad off?”

Now wasn’t the time for this but it gave him something to focus on besides his splitting headache and nausea. “But I call dibs if we need to throw up on someone...” That was close enough to admitting he was really sick wasn’t it?

He scooped up the knocked out man’s gun and hurried as fast as Conan and him could go. He hated that Conan was faster than he was right now. They come to the stairs and about halfway up is a door. There are faint sounds further ahead of heavy footsteps.
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