MK fic: Les Vacances noires [WIP]
Title: Les Vacances noires
Scene Title: Les Signes
Progress: WIP
"I have a problem," said Kid with such a serious expression that the woman known as Chat Noir had trouble with knowing what she could say or do.
Still, she answered, putting a hand over his gloved fingers, "Tell me what I can do to help."
The phantom thief pulled his hand away. "I have to find those people who caught me, who hurt me--"
"Mon cher," said Ruby Jones, worry and fear entering her heart. She knew those words all too well, "you must let them go--"
"No," stated Kid firmly, lips tightening just a bit, the only thing that gave away any greater emotion he may have been feeling. "Chat, they've done something to me and I'm not talking about broken bones and bumps and bruises. They did something to me and recently, there's been signs of whatever they did is taking effect."
"Signs?" The French woman who'd felt relieved that this wasn't just something for revenge now felt dread run a cold hand down her spine. "Explain, s'il te plaît."
Kid hesitated for a moment before calmly walking over to and taking a seat in the chair he'd been offered earlier. It wasn't until he put a gloved hand to his face that Ruby saw the fine tremor running up and down her comrade's lithe frame. Only something of true concern and possibly horror would have the boy react in such a way, she knew.
"Black outs," said Kid quietly, lowering his hand and looking the woman sitting across from him in the eye. "One moment, I am awake and aware at some place--sometimes with a companion. The next, I'm somewhere else, hours have gone by, and more than once, I've found jewelry on my person--my civilian person."
Ruby leaned forward in her seat. "That is not all, is it?"
Kid shook his head. "My companion pointed something out to me a while ago but I ignored it because that very day, hours later, I woke up to find myself in the Louvre."
The former thief blinked. "Le Louvre?"
"I did say I found myself in places I don't remember being in or planning to be in," replied Kid with a dry quality to his tone. "Which is why I didn't put much thought in what my... friend had realized." Instead of leaning forward as Ruby had, the thief in white sat back in his seat. "Tell me, Ruby Jones, have you and I been speaking Japanese this whole time?"
This took the ex-thief aback. "I am most certain that our conversation has been in your language, monsieur Kid," she answered without hesitation.
Again, a slight twist of the lips was the only thing that gave away any negative expression that he might have been hiding behind his infamous Poker Face. "Well, I would say that I was relieved," he began, a light tone that rang false in Ruby's ears, "but I'm afraid there's no way I can be certain. You see, my friend witnessed me speaking a language other than my own but did not realize this until later.
"Of course..." Kid idly waved a gloved hand. "The detective goes through so many languages when he travels, he sometimes doesn't catch on that he's been communicating in a different language until later." A bit of a grin came onto his face. "Apparently, a waitress understood what I wanted to have that morning without gestures or the detective speaking for me."
Everything suddenly made sense. Ruby sat back in her seat, putting a considering thumb under her chin. "Well," she said with an equally false, light tone, "you know what I think about the company you keep, but this is certainly an interesting behavior to notice, especially in addition to these black outs--"
"You can see why I came here then, can't you?" asked Kid, his smile becoming wane and tired.
Ruby nodded, lowering her hand. "Yes. I can see. It is truly worrying..." She trailed off for a moment in thought, studying the young thief sitting across from her. She then asked the question she'd been meaning to ask the first minute she had seen him, "Where are your wings, mon cher?"
The silence that came from the moonlight magician did not settle well for her.
"I only ask," she explained with a caution born from the knowledge gained from this meeting, "because it is not like you to limit yourself to the ground and your means of escape--"
"I don't know what happened to them," came a quiet, thoughtful voice which stopped Ruby's words faster than if he had shouted. Kid's expression looked exactly how his voice sounded--calm, thoughtful. "In all truth, since my captivity, I've not felt a need for them, but out of habit I looked for my spare set and couldn't find them."
A bit of alarm came at this admission. "But mon cher," began Ruby, careful still, "my apartment is on an upper-floor. I had wondered how you expect to leave here easily since entering is always the easier of the two. Did you bring a disguise?"
Kid shifted in his seat. "I don't know."
The ex-thief's mind boggled. "Do not know? Did you waltz into this building dressed like that?"
The thief in white visibly frowned. "I don't think so," he said slowly.
Ruby stood up from her seat. "You do not remember!" she exclaimed.
Kid watched her, seeming not to know how to react. "I wasn't even aware that I couldn't remember," he informed her honestly, "I hadn't even thought about how to get in or out until you asked me."
"Mon Dieu, are you insane?" demanded Ruby before she shook her head. "Of course you are, but not to this extent! To not even consider these things--do you want to be caught once again, Kaitou Kid?"
She watched with a bit of concern as the younger thief closed down again, even more than before. "I'm not going to be caught," he stated firmly, bringing a chill down her spine.
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Scene Title: Les Signes
Progress: WIP
"I have a problem," said Kid with such a serious expression that the woman known as Chat Noir had trouble with knowing what she could say or do.
Still, she answered, putting a hand over his gloved fingers, "Tell me what I can do to help."
The phantom thief pulled his hand away. "I have to find those people who caught me, who hurt me--"
"Mon cher," said Ruby Jones, worry and fear entering her heart. She knew those words all too well, "you must let them go--"
"No," stated Kid firmly, lips tightening just a bit, the only thing that gave away any greater emotion he may have been feeling. "Chat, they've done something to me and I'm not talking about broken bones and bumps and bruises. They did something to me and recently, there's been signs of whatever they did is taking effect."
"Signs?" The French woman who'd felt relieved that this wasn't just something for revenge now felt dread run a cold hand down her spine. "Explain, s'il te plaît."
Kid hesitated for a moment before calmly walking over to and taking a seat in the chair he'd been offered earlier. It wasn't until he put a gloved hand to his face that Ruby saw the fine tremor running up and down her comrade's lithe frame. Only something of true concern and possibly horror would have the boy react in such a way, she knew.
"Black outs," said Kid quietly, lowering his hand and looking the woman sitting across from him in the eye. "One moment, I am awake and aware at some place--sometimes with a companion. The next, I'm somewhere else, hours have gone by, and more than once, I've found jewelry on my person--my civilian person."
Ruby leaned forward in her seat. "That is not all, is it?"
Kid shook his head. "My companion pointed something out to me a while ago but I ignored it because that very day, hours later, I woke up to find myself in the Louvre."
The former thief blinked. "Le Louvre?"
"I did say I found myself in places I don't remember being in or planning to be in," replied Kid with a dry quality to his tone. "Which is why I didn't put much thought in what my... friend had realized." Instead of leaning forward as Ruby had, the thief in white sat back in his seat. "Tell me, Ruby Jones, have you and I been speaking Japanese this whole time?"
This took the ex-thief aback. "I am most certain that our conversation has been in your language, monsieur Kid," she answered without hesitation.
Again, a slight twist of the lips was the only thing that gave away any negative expression that he might have been hiding behind his infamous Poker Face. "Well, I would say that I was relieved," he began, a light tone that rang false in Ruby's ears, "but I'm afraid there's no way I can be certain. You see, my friend witnessed me speaking a language other than my own but did not realize this until later.
"Of course..." Kid idly waved a gloved hand. "The detective goes through so many languages when he travels, he sometimes doesn't catch on that he's been communicating in a different language until later." A bit of a grin came onto his face. "Apparently, a waitress understood what I wanted to have that morning without gestures or the detective speaking for me."
Everything suddenly made sense. Ruby sat back in her seat, putting a considering thumb under her chin. "Well," she said with an equally false, light tone, "you know what I think about the company you keep, but this is certainly an interesting behavior to notice, especially in addition to these black outs--"
"You can see why I came here then, can't you?" asked Kid, his smile becoming wane and tired.
Ruby nodded, lowering her hand. "Yes. I can see. It is truly worrying..." She trailed off for a moment in thought, studying the young thief sitting across from her. She then asked the question she'd been meaning to ask the first minute she had seen him, "Where are your wings, mon cher?"
The silence that came from the moonlight magician did not settle well for her.
"I only ask," she explained with a caution born from the knowledge gained from this meeting, "because it is not like you to limit yourself to the ground and your means of escape--"
"I don't know what happened to them," came a quiet, thoughtful voice which stopped Ruby's words faster than if he had shouted. Kid's expression looked exactly how his voice sounded--calm, thoughtful. "In all truth, since my captivity, I've not felt a need for them, but out of habit I looked for my spare set and couldn't find them."
A bit of alarm came at this admission. "But mon cher," began Ruby, careful still, "my apartment is on an upper-floor. I had wondered how you expect to leave here easily since entering is always the easier of the two. Did you bring a disguise?"
Kid shifted in his seat. "I don't know."
The ex-thief's mind boggled. "Do not know? Did you waltz into this building dressed like that?"
The thief in white visibly frowned. "I don't think so," he said slowly.
Ruby stood up from her seat. "You do not remember!" she exclaimed.
Kid watched her, seeming not to know how to react. "I wasn't even aware that I couldn't remember," he informed her honestly, "I hadn't even thought about how to get in or out until you asked me."
"Mon Dieu, are you insane?" demanded Ruby before she shook her head. "Of course you are, but not to this extent! To not even consider these things--do you want to be caught once again, Kaitou Kid?"
She watched with a bit of concern as the younger thief closed down again, even more than before. "I'm not going to be caught," he stated firmly, bringing a chill down her spine.
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