The heist seemed way too easy now. Kaito watched the task force through the thin disguise. They were all packed in the gallery and listening to Nakamouri- keibu bark out orders. He smiled and thought well at least that never changes. Taking careful aim he shot a card towards another display case bottom. Two more were shot off and with timing being everything he fired the last one. It sunk into the glass top and cause Nakamouri to look at it closely. He pressed a small light weight trigger and the cards exploded revealing a heavy layer of sleeping gas.
With his mask dawned KID whistled threw the staggering task force. Stepping up to Nakamouri he watched the last bit of smoke dissipate. His mask disappeared in a simple swipe of his arm and he grinned at the inspector.
“Thank you, inspector. Now why don’t you lay down. Fighting it will only make you sick.” KID purred and waited for the man’s legs to buckle so he could get to the display case he was currently trying to protect.
“Get .. . him … any one…” Nakamouri stumbled and slowly slide to the floor.
There were still a god amount of the task force left that didn’t receive enough gas. They were wobbly and determined but they were also nervous to get near him. They knew his tricks and he knew theirs. A loud thunk caught his attention and to his surprise he watched a newbie drape himself over the case.
“Y-you’re not go-going to get this!”
KID blinked in shock at the bold statement.. “Really now?”
“Yes!”
As if the bold moves of the new guy lite a fire in the remaining task force KID let his grin never falter. The only counter measure was a simple act in standing onto the balls of his feet.
Tension held strong and they stared at each other. Finally someone shifted and there was royal chaos as the task tripped over each other and lunged for the thief. KID dodge and ducked and wove his way over and under people. Each one just a hairs breath from touching him. He laughed playfully and they suddenly found that they had all switched places with KID standing as if he had never moved.
A quiet collected thought passed through the minds of the Task force. ‘We have to do this together.’ KID shifted ever so slightly and waited for the lunge. They did and he smiled.
Hakuba kept the radio on as he drove, feeling almost nothing from the alcohol he’d had. It had been cheap; something Baaya had picked up for cooking, but it had seemed more appropriate than breaking into his scotch. At least pre-heist. It sounded like Kid’s activities were going well, as usual, and the Kaitou Kid Task Force was failing… also as usual.
It really seemed to make little difference whether he was there or not. Nakamori-keibu never listened to him, anyway, and the incompetence of the team made it nearly impossible to get anything done regardless.
He parked a little ways back from the crowd, watching it from his car as he considered, again, what the bloody hell he was even doing there. It all seemed pointless, now. Once out of the car, he moved out in front and leaned on the hood, watching from the background. The fans did their usual screaming of excitement, just waiting for the thief’s grand exit, battling with the crowd control.
Would Kid even notice that he’d shown up, even though he wasn’t really participating? Hakuba pushed back the shades he wore, slipping them up into his messy blond hair, rolling his shoulders back as he got comfortable in his casual lean.