MK fic: Les Vacances noires [WIP]
Title: Les Vacances noires
Scene Title: L'Aide
Progress: WIP
He fell forward before he could correct his balance.
Chat Noir caught him before he could fall. "Attention!" she cautioned, waiting patiently while her current partner-in-crime steadied himself. She watched him closely while he panted and sweated with exertion. "You are certainly not performing at your best, mon cher."
Kid gave one of his best grins even if he felt dizzy and his vision was threatening to double on him. "Oh, I'll get into the swing of things as we go on," he said lightly, standing up and away from Chat Noir's helping support. His head spun but he continued, "Now to get back to the hotel--"
He really should have taken it a bit slower, but he didn't know how long those men would stay gone or if they were really on their tails. As it was, it took an enormous amount of effort to keep from collapsing entirely. Instead, as he stepped forward, Kid found his legs buckling beneath him and landed hard on his knees. "What..." he began to ask himself in bewilderment.
Chat Noir knelt next to him and removed a black glove in order to place the back of her hand against his cheek. While Kid wondered at how cool her touch was, the female thief used her thumb to tilt his hat out of the way so the back of her fingers could lay against his forehead.
A harsh word escaped her, and Kid could only assume that it was a French curse. He really should get her to teach him the language. Hakuba was already helping with his English. What was one more language?
"...Kid?"
He blinked at her, both to clear his vision and as a sign of confusion. "Heh?"
The reflective goggles eyes him for a moment, and suddenly, Kid had his uninjured wrist taken hold of and used to sling his arm over the former thief's shoulders.
... I need a Chat Noir icon |D
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Scene Title: L'Aide
Progress: WIP
He fell forward before he could correct his balance.
Chat Noir caught him before he could fall. "Attention!" she cautioned, waiting patiently while her current partner-in-crime steadied himself. She watched him closely while he panted and sweated with exertion. "You are certainly not performing at your best, mon cher."
Kid gave one of his best grins even if he felt dizzy and his vision was threatening to double on him. "Oh, I'll get into the swing of things as we go on," he said lightly, standing up and away from Chat Noir's helping support. His head spun but he continued, "Now to get back to the hotel--"
He really should have taken it a bit slower, but he didn't know how long those men would stay gone or if they were really on their tails. As it was, it took an enormous amount of effort to keep from collapsing entirely. Instead, as he stepped forward, Kid found his legs buckling beneath him and landed hard on his knees. "What..." he began to ask himself in bewilderment.
Chat Noir knelt next to him and removed a black glove in order to place the back of her hand against his cheek. While Kid wondered at how cool her touch was, the female thief used her thumb to tilt his hat out of the way so the back of her fingers could lay against his forehead.
A harsh word escaped her, and Kid could only assume that it was a French curse. He really should get her to teach him the language. Hakuba was already helping with his English. What was one more language?
"...Kid?"
He blinked at her, both to clear his vision and as a sign of confusion. "Heh?"
The reflective goggles eyes him for a moment, and suddenly, Kid had his uninjured wrist taken hold of and used to sling his arm over the former thief's shoulders.
... I need a Chat Noir icon |D
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