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TAOC: Report || ATT: Kirigiri Kyouko

detectivephiliac:

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*She unconsciously straightened herself and kept as much emotion out of her face as possible; taking a moment to consider her answer before speaking rather coldly.*

…You may ask, but I would rather not answer. If I don’t have to speak about it, then I won’t. It’s completely unrelated to this case and I don’t believe it would help in the slightest.

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*Admittedly, it would probably help if the other detective knew where she was coming from. And she had told bits to Heiji, someone who she knew she couldn’t trust at this time… Maybe she could leave out the part about her own memory loss and get away with it…*

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…Perhaps… I could tell you… It’s just a bit personal, and concerns people that I shouldn’t reveal secrets about.

Hakuba pursed his lips again briefly, considering, before turning away to look at the fireplace. Her reaction was one he could certainly understand. He was curious – very curious – but that curiosity came at a cost. He levied his position and potential consequences before sighing.

“I do believe it would help in this case, but I will respect your privacy if you do not wish to give the information at this time. Do know, however, that if you do trust me with the information that it will not go any further than my person.”

Well, and into his database case files, but she didn’t need to know that. No one did. 

“I will understand and trust your judgment at this juncture.”

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Les Misérables M!As [anon decides length]

What Have I Done?: Your character keeps having flashbacks to their lowest moments
At the End of the Day: Your character must do the mun’s job [if the mun does not have a job, the anon can give them one]
I Dreamed a Dream: Your character feels like no one cares for them anymore and cannot be persuaded otherwise
The Confrontation: Your character feels like everyone is attacking them in someway and feels the need to defend themselves
Castle on a Cloud: Your character is a child
Master of the House: Your character is drunk and prone to singing
Stars: Your character feels the need to bring anyone who breaks the law to justice
Do You Hear the People Sing: Your character can only speak in lines from songs
Red and Black: Your character is determined to right even the slightest wrong done to anyone even if they don’t want their help
A Heart Full of Love: Your character is in love with the next person in their ask [after the M!A is posted]
On My Own: Your character is convinced that their greatest love does not return the feeling
One Day More: Your character has only one day left to live
A Little Fall of Rain: Your character is dying and feels the need to see their loved one one last time
Bring Him Home: Your character adopts the next person in your ask [after the M!A is posted]
Empty Chairs at Empty Tables: Your character sees the ghosts of all the people in their lives that have died or moved on from them

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TAOC: Report || ATT: Kirigiri Kyouko

detectivephiliac:

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I’m starting to regret not following the cases he’s worked on up until now… Perhaps I could have known him a bit better than I do. It could be something subconscious, that it’s something he doesn’t entirely want to be involved in but is aware he can’t break away from…

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What I know for certain is, whether he wants help or not, I am certainly going to solve this case. Not even being aware of a second personality and what they are doing… It’s incredibly dangerous. Having such memory gaps alone is enough of a cause for concern – it wouldn’t be good if one day he woke up with blood on his hands and a body before him.

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Perhaps a good step to take would be to find out as much as we can about this other persona. The differences, who they are, the people they see and what they do, and how they came into being. All are probably difficult questions to answer but… it’s much easier to start with questions such as “who" and “what" than something as broad as “why". We assume Hattori Heiji has a more sinister personality. That personality encouraged the idea of two detectives – both well-known in their own fields – being on his case.

*She started to realize they were drifting away from the case itself, which she was hoping to avoid – at least until the fire and the murder were solved. She was sure figuring out the identity of the second personality would solve almost everything, but was there another way…? Perhaps she was grateful for this, because she probably would have done an investigation on him afterwards anyways.*

“I agree that it is dangerous, and feel that I can also agree with your logical course of action. For the time being, assume that he does, and gather more information.”

Hakuba folded his hands behind his back, still pacing in front of the fireplace.

“As for Hattori’s case files, I have a record of his history- at least as far as cases that had reports filed to the police. His private cases, however, are something that I don’t have access to other than what news clippings I have been able to gather. I shall look into what I have and let you know if I recognize any sort of pattern or relevant information.”

The detective paused, then, and looked back to the girl with an apprehensive arch of a brow.

“Might I ask what your experience is with the psychological aspect of this case? I must admit that I’m quite curious.”

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phantom-thief-kid:

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KID didn’t have a clue what that meant, though the tone was indicative. The shirt slipped off easily and he took the moment to give another kiss, slipping his hands down to Hakuba’s hips.

Hunger was an apt metaphor for this. The taste of scotch was still on Hakuba’s lips and this just made KID more enthusiastic.

After the kiss, Hakuba discarded the shirt over the edge of the bed. He then took a brief moment to loosen his tie the rest of the way, slipping it from his neck with one hand. The other he placed on KID’s thigh and slid it to his hip, then around to his back. Fingers traced up KID’s back, appreciating the warm, smooth skin. Briefly, he leaned away, reaching down to assist as he kicked off his shoes. 

Then it was back to the thief, lowering his head to kiss at his shoulders and collarbone. 

“I had a speech prepared,” he said, voice soft between each nibbling kiss. “All about how you have your detective wrapped around your finger…" 

It seemed safe enough to admit that piece of information, and although he was far more comfortable showing his desire than talking about it, he couldn’t resist the opportunity to test boundaries. That is, if they even existed at all. 

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Yet Another Phantom Thief || closed: whiteknighthakuba

kaitouxjeanne:

Mentally keeping track of where his hand was, she laughed and said, “How kind of you to say so, but you give me far too much credit. I am but a simple girl who likes her fun.“

Keeping her violet eyes on his dark brown ones, she smiled sweetly at him. Well almost sweet; if there wasn’t a subtle, wicked and playful gleam in her eyes. Jeanne let her gloved hand slide slowly from his shoulder to just before his elbow, feeling a hint of the strength in his arm despite the many layers. Oh, nice. 

"Perhaps my goal is to attract just the one?”

Vaguely, she heard the number come to an end. The orchestra conductor announced that they would be taking a break and the other dancers began to disperse around them. Well this was.. interesting. 

Jeanne herself took a step away from Hakuba, just slightly out of reach. She gave him a teasing smile that was almost wistful.

“Though tonight seems not the night. The dance was lovely, and I thank you for your company. I mustn’t keep you any longer, but perhaps I could if we were to meet again.. Though I suppose one can only hope." 

Such a shameless tease.  He liked that very much.

Hakuba smiled as he watched her step away, taking the hint at present, filing away all of the information he’d gathered for later. 

"For both of our sake, I hope that we do meet again very soon, Miss Jeanne." 

The detective bowed, sweeping and gentile, before straightening up. The smirk that he wore after was not unlike a hound who’d just discovered the trick the fox used to get into the hen house. All he had to do was bide his time. But did he really know something, or was he merely being coy? 

Instead of delaying further, he nodded once, and moved to return to the outside ring of the room… path headed for the painting.

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Some Nights (blackfeatherswhitedoves)

blackfeatherswhitedoves:

KID looked at Hakuba, noting the panting.  He frowned slightly in concern, not sure if it was because of fear from their flight or because he was hurt.  It was too dark to tell just then.

“I’m slightly insulted, Tantei-san.  But yes, I do have a plan.  We can’t afford to linger here.  Can you at least walk?"  He hadn’t removed his hand from Hakuba’s arm yet, needing to be certain of his companion’s capabilities before they could continue their escape.

"I can walk,” Hakuba assured him, moving even with Kaitou’s grasp on his arm. He limped, but he did so quickly, and after a few steps managed to smooth out his gait. His arm and his side hurt in a burning, dripping way, but the forefront of his attention was focused on his knees. They would recover, but for the moment left him with an awkward, stiff feeling. 

But at least he’d caught his breath.

“What’s the plan? Move; I’ll keep up." 

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TAOC: Report || ATT: Kirigiri Kyouko

detectivephiliac:

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I think… both had said it was a good idea at some point. Though Hattori Heiji was more hoping you wouldn’t be involved and that it would be a last resort if nothing came up at the scene. The other personality actually reminded me to do it a couple times – even after we had investigated everything. I believe he was also the one to give me your phone number. I imagined he was more impatient to get rid of me than anything but… if that were the case, I don’t know how much sense it would make to direct me to another skillful detective…

“Perhaps he doesn’t think of me as ‘skillful,’” Hakuba suggested, shrugging. The expression on his face was dry and rather unamused, but after a huff, he got up from his chair and back to pacing. “I wouldn’t put it past him. But that doesn’t mean that he would do something so… dangerous, if he had something to hide. Is it a dare, perhaps? A sign of trust? Does the darker persona want our help, or–?”

The detective frowned, glancing back at Kyouko helplessly.

“My dear, I must confess that I’ve never understood Hattori Heiji under the best circumstances… and, that having been said, certainly don’t understand him any better now.”