MK fic: The Longest Night [WIP]
Title: The Longest Night
Scene Title: Heist
Progress: WIP
"Ladies and gentlemen!"
The crowd roared above his shout but not his laughter as he quickly took bow and then jumped out of range of the Task Force's attempt to dog-pile on him. Curses followed him as he took off running. He grinned in excitement and overjoy to be back at it again. This was just something he ouldn't get away from. The thrill of the chase, the adrenaline pimping through his system...
A familiar pull at his side as he handsprung himself away from another would-be tackle cut those thoughts short. He tucked himself into a small roll before quickly jumping to his feet, recovering as best as he could from the small slip-up. It was hard to keep his hands from flying to his recently-healed abdomen. It was hard to keep the grin from becoming a grimace. Still, Poker Face stayed in place, and after what to him seemed like hours, he made it to his goal.
A quick twist and pull and the gem was free from its supposedly fastened position (which he had loosened some hours before he's sent the heist note, disguised as the museum benefactor). He then stood atop the nearby statue and gave another sweeping bow, remembering to smile and laugh as mockingly as he could. If they were rankled by his behavior, they wouldn't notice that he was struggling just as badly as he had the previous heist. He was more than a bit relieved that the detail-orientated Hakuba Saguru was absent this time.
"Thank you for this lovely prize, Nakamori-keibu!" he called cheerfully down to the cursing inspector who then stabbed a finger in the thief's direction before bellowing, "GET HIM!"
He grinned, readying himself for the dog-pile--
BANG!
Everyone ducked while Nakamori shouted, "WHO IS THAT? HOLD YOUR FIRE!"
BANG!
Kaitou Kid crouched down from his high, standing position, hand flying to his side as a remembered pain assulted him. He clenched his teeth, trying to push the memory of blood and pain and helplessness from his mind as bullets zinged past him, ricocheting off the statuary.
Scene Title: Heist
Progress: WIP
"Ladies and gentlemen!"
The crowd roared above his shout but not his laughter as he quickly took bow and then jumped out of range of the Task Force's attempt to dog-pile on him. Curses followed him as he took off running. He grinned in excitement and overjoy to be back at it again. This was just something he ouldn't get away from. The thrill of the chase, the adrenaline pimping through his system...
A familiar pull at his side as he handsprung himself away from another would-be tackle cut those thoughts short. He tucked himself into a small roll before quickly jumping to his feet, recovering as best as he could from the small slip-up. It was hard to keep his hands from flying to his recently-healed abdomen. It was hard to keep the grin from becoming a grimace. Still, Poker Face stayed in place, and after what to him seemed like hours, he made it to his goal.
A quick twist and pull and the gem was free from its supposedly fastened position (which he had loosened some hours before he's sent the heist note, disguised as the museum benefactor). He then stood atop the nearby statue and gave another sweeping bow, remembering to smile and laugh as mockingly as he could. If they were rankled by his behavior, they wouldn't notice that he was struggling just as badly as he had the previous heist. He was more than a bit relieved that the detail-orientated Hakuba Saguru was absent this time.
"Thank you for this lovely prize, Nakamori-keibu!" he called cheerfully down to the cursing inspector who then stabbed a finger in the thief's direction before bellowing, "GET HIM!"
He grinned, readying himself for the dog-pile--
BANG!
Everyone ducked while Nakamori shouted, "WHO IS THAT? HOLD YOUR FIRE!"
BANG!
Kaitou Kid crouched down from his high, standing position, hand flying to his side as a remembered pain assulted him. He clenched his teeth, trying to push the memory of blood and pain and helplessness from his mind as bullets zinged past him, ricocheting off the statuary.