“I guess the most logical answer to that would be we somehow have different phone numbers and our telephone providers are secretly dark cults of magic, but…”

…. Well.

Ignore him, he’s just going to go look for some books on quantum theory and dimension travel. Hey, you know, maybe there was just a huge linked network of all Kaitos that were just hard wired into their phones by magical/technological/muse-mun world-encompassing accident?! Yeah!

Calling all Kaitos!

Aw man, that would be awesome.

Well, if there was an accident that connected all Kaito’s together, this one must be near the center of that accident, as much as he poked around with other selves. Possibly how they connected the lines? Meet them in person via magic gem and they’re connected to the inter-dimensional network, and maybe the phones connect though just thinking about which version they wanted to talk to?

Eh, this magician was still trying to avoid the headache from thinking to hard. Thinking about stuff at random was one thing, but it was hard to focus for too long outside of general train of thought… Though…

“Nah. Most logical would be we’re all one person who’s gone so far off the deep end that they think there’s multiple versions of themselves in different parallel universes so of course they’d all have the ability to contact each other’s phones… But that wouldn’t be as fun. I like your theory better.”

blackorgkaito replied to your post: “Wait… I do have my other self’s number… If I were…

…Holy shit, guy has a point. “Best not to think too much on it, don’t we chase magical immortality granting rocks, anyway?”

"That’s different. Magic magic and dimension magic aren’t the same. ‘Sides, don’t know if Pandora would work… Just have ta get it so the other guys can’t and they’re beaten and stuff. And even crossing between dimensions is different, because then you’re there… But how would the phones work? Because I would seriously think there’d have to be a line for that, but I don’t remember putting anything in particular… If you call the number in one dimension, it gets that one’s house, if you call in another, it gets that other dimension’s house, so…” He’s going to give himself a headache. Maybe he should stop thinking about it. Yes. Sounded better. So much.

“Wait… I do have my other self’s number… If I were to call it, would it just call my house? Is there some sort of dimension crossing extension line I have to do? I mean, I visit enough anyway, so it’s not like I need to use it, but… Can’t help but wonder…”

(…He deserved that. He deserved that so much. And now he’s being stubborn. Damn assassin. He’ll get to those in a moment, but I have to go do something real quick. Just had to comment. And why here?)

(Because Kai’s face when he saw it. And Spider himself just facepalmed.)

-“…I kinda want to see what’s going to happen, but at the same time… Umm… I’m… not really sure…”-

(Well, we will anyway, more than likely. This should be fun…)

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“I think magician-san is right~ Aaaalll the Kaitos!~ Or Kaitous. No, wait, both~ Both is good~”

Yes, this was fun~ Might have filled up the glass a little too much this time, since his hand wasn’t as steady as he was used to, but that was fine~

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He’s probably leaning into people a bit by now, not completely too drunk to stand, though he may sway slightly. Just wanted to cuddle and feel nice.

“You should learn how to make flowers appear~ Would be better for you than that card trick from before.”

Aaand, there’s another glass. Good thing there was another bottle, he supposed. Would have been a shame if he had to back down now, when it actually was feeling a lot more fun than he’d thought.

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No. Even his altered mental state wasn’t suicidal enough to kill itself with three drinks. Just one more would be bad enough already…

And after having another glass – oh he’d have to get another bottle… – he put it down and sighed, though really, he was feeling a lot better about it. Or well, caring less. And though he’s feeling more than a little warm, he kinda just wants to sit and cuddle, without worries, and he may be smiling more right now while his fear about what might happen gets drowned by the nice feeling in his head right now. It felt nice to think less…

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“…Well, guess you got back at me for the same number drink…”

Yeah, Kaito definitely hesitated this time. A buzz was okay, so long as he could still function, but… he’d never wanted to push too much further. Especially like this… one after another with nothing to stop it… It took a while, considering, but he did eventually drink another glass. And managed to set it down fine, but he was definitely more than a little flushed by now.

…And a lot less worried about what would happen if it went further, because hey, if it pushed that kind of thing away, it couldn’t be that bad… No, wait, yes it could. Stop.

…Was it always this easy to be distracted?

…Yeah, don’t think he likes alcohol… And he’s trying to ignore how pleasant his mind felt while it didn’t want to focus. No. Bad.

🍻 [sugaru]

“Pretty sure that should be cheating…”

…But fine. Pouting aside, he knows by now the other is a different person, technically… Kaito sighed and filled the glass again, hesitating, because that small feeling in the back of his head hadn’t gone away… But lifted the glass and slowly drank the contents. Really, even for disguise, two would be his maximum anyway… Mostly because he knew when it started to affect him. And when he set the glass back down, the feeling had gotten worse. Or better, depending on how you looked at it.

…

🍻 [saguru]

The magician felt… well, more than a little uneasy. Not as though he hadn’t had wine before. Maybe not most alcohol, but that, at least, was something he should be expected to have to drink from time to time, though it’d honestly be because of maintaining a disguise more than drinking personally…

But he’d agreed to this, so… he smiled at his detective and picked up the glass, swirling the liquid around just a bit before bringing it to his lips. At the very least, it was a sweeter wine, so… not too bad to taste. And for one glass, not going to be feeling too different. …Though there may be a very small buzz already. …Hopefully that was just his paranoia, or this would not be going well…