[fic] TGZ: Mirror Mirror
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ysabet Update: She cut her hair short yesterday, so she looks all pixish right now. It's only a few centimetres long and sticking up all over the place. She's claiming that it's anime hair, because there's one part in particular that loves to stick straight up, like Conan's cowlick. ^^;;
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manycases1truth Whoooooooo!!!
More on the Gnome Heist:
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It was like looking in a mirror.
At least, that's what Kaito hoped that's what it looked like, sans the right-left flip thing.
He'd been hoping to surprise Saguru and possibly drive him up the wall just a little bit by dressing up and mimic Mum when he got home. He'd had some errands to run and Kaito had been feeling antisocial, so he'd stayed behind. Mum had also been out, not expected back until later that night.
His voice was still deepening and he was slightly worried about loosing the upper range of his voices from disuse. It wouldn't do any good if he could only imitate -male- voices without electronic aid, appearing as a female came in too handy when hiding in plain sight.
Much to -his- surprise however, Mum was the first one to arrive back. And evidently, he'd done a good job of disguising himself as her because she'd let loose with a crow of delight and complemented him on his disguise skills.
He really shouldn't have been surprised, after all this was the lady whom after they had ransomed her Garden Gnomes for chocolate and root beer, had demanded they steal some of the neighbour's gnomes while she wrote the ransom notes as a way to get back some items that had been borrowed and never returned. Saguru had grumbled while they did so, claiming that he wasn't the thief so why did he have to come along?
Privately, Kaito thought it was because he was a Mum's boy. Kaito didn't voice this opinion out loud because when you got down to the heart of it, he was a 'Kaasan's boy as well. Not that his 'Kaasan had ever -asked- him to steal any thing before...
After quickly and bluntly informing Mum that he was NOT going into imitate her at any boring social functions she didn't want to attend, they'd sat down to tea and started to chat. One thing he'd noticed was that British women frequently pitched their voices up high, like a falsetto, when talking. It was straining the edge of his range, and he'd probably be hoarse tomorrow, but at the same time it was a novel experience to be mimicking someone who was right there and -knew- that you were impersonating them.
He wasn't entirely sure if she was aware of it or not, but as she fed him the latest gossip and news --some of which would be useful, it never hurt to be aware of current events as a kaitou--, but she was also teaching him about local customs and accents, and how to serve tea. 'High' tea was actually not, more of an informal way to relax before the end of the day.
"Tadaima." Saguru's voice called out as he opened the door. Even if they were in a different country, some habits were hard to repress. Kaito still found himself bowing to people.
"Okaeri!" They both called back. Mum giggled into her tea cup, tossing him a mischievous wink.
They could hear Saguru pause in the hall way, then quick make his way to the kitchen. Kaito made a private note to teach Saguru how to walk softly as well. The blond did it occasionally, but it would be a useful habit to get into all the time. Well, except for walking up on him. "Mum?" Saguru called. "Do we have company..." The 'ni' sound trailed off as Saguru stopped in the doorway and stared at them, a beautifully dumbfounded expression on his face.
Both Kaito-Mum and Mum raised their hands and wiggled their fingers at him, smiling cheerfully. "How did your day go, Sa-chan?" Kaito inquired in Mum's falsetto.
Mum waved her son towards a chair with a graceful motion of her hand. "Come, sit. Join us for tea."
Saguru closed his eyes, shook his head a little bit and wandered back down the hall towards his room, muttering about idiotic people with too much time on their hands.
"How rude." Kaito-Mum pouted, setting his teacup down on it's saucer with a small 'clink'. "He didn't say hello."
"Such poor manners." Mum agreed sadly, sighing dramatically. "Really, dear. Where did we go wrong?"
-fin-
Will prolly put up the TGZ page on Mischif.net in time for it's birthday. We've been going back through, editing and re-writing some of them. The first one is almost completely re-done.
S'kinda funny, we've got a lot of notes in our head of things to happen, then other plunnies get thrown in and they combine into a story. Flexible universe that way, thank the fates.
It's still in question if Mum knows Kaito's night job however. o_O She's kinda scareing us. ¬_¬
More fanart for TGZ up on DevArt:
http://ickaimp.deviantart.com/
-ironically, all TGZ is in graphite, so it truely is Black, White with Shades of Grey. ^^;;
ysabet Update: She cut her hair short yesterday, so she looks all pixish right now. It's only a few centimetres long and sticking up all over the place. She's claiming that it's anime hair, because there's one part in particular that loves to stick straight up, like Conan's cowlick. ^^;;There's now a MK/DC writing community! XD
manycases1truth Whoooooooo!!!More on the Gnome Heist:
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It was like looking in a mirror.
At least, that's what Kaito hoped that's what it looked like, sans the right-left flip thing.
He'd been hoping to surprise Saguru and possibly drive him up the wall just a little bit by dressing up and mimic Mum when he got home. He'd had some errands to run and Kaito had been feeling antisocial, so he'd stayed behind. Mum had also been out, not expected back until later that night.
His voice was still deepening and he was slightly worried about loosing the upper range of his voices from disuse. It wouldn't do any good if he could only imitate -male- voices without electronic aid, appearing as a female came in too handy when hiding in plain sight.
Much to -his- surprise however, Mum was the first one to arrive back. And evidently, he'd done a good job of disguising himself as her because she'd let loose with a crow of delight and complemented him on his disguise skills.
He really shouldn't have been surprised, after all this was the lady whom after they had ransomed her Garden Gnomes for chocolate and root beer, had demanded they steal some of the neighbour's gnomes while she wrote the ransom notes as a way to get back some items that had been borrowed and never returned. Saguru had grumbled while they did so, claiming that he wasn't the thief so why did he have to come along?
Privately, Kaito thought it was because he was a Mum's boy. Kaito didn't voice this opinion out loud because when you got down to the heart of it, he was a 'Kaasan's boy as well. Not that his 'Kaasan had ever -asked- him to steal any thing before...
After quickly and bluntly informing Mum that he was NOT going into imitate her at any boring social functions she didn't want to attend, they'd sat down to tea and started to chat. One thing he'd noticed was that British women frequently pitched their voices up high, like a falsetto, when talking. It was straining the edge of his range, and he'd probably be hoarse tomorrow, but at the same time it was a novel experience to be mimicking someone who was right there and -knew- that you were impersonating them.
He wasn't entirely sure if she was aware of it or not, but as she fed him the latest gossip and news --some of which would be useful, it never hurt to be aware of current events as a kaitou--, but she was also teaching him about local customs and accents, and how to serve tea. 'High' tea was actually not, more of an informal way to relax before the end of the day.
"Tadaima." Saguru's voice called out as he opened the door. Even if they were in a different country, some habits were hard to repress. Kaito still found himself bowing to people.
"Okaeri!" They both called back. Mum giggled into her tea cup, tossing him a mischievous wink.
They could hear Saguru pause in the hall way, then quick make his way to the kitchen. Kaito made a private note to teach Saguru how to walk softly as well. The blond did it occasionally, but it would be a useful habit to get into all the time. Well, except for walking up on him. "Mum?" Saguru called. "Do we have company..." The 'ni' sound trailed off as Saguru stopped in the doorway and stared at them, a beautifully dumbfounded expression on his face.
Both Kaito-Mum and Mum raised their hands and wiggled their fingers at him, smiling cheerfully. "How did your day go, Sa-chan?" Kaito inquired in Mum's falsetto.
Mum waved her son towards a chair with a graceful motion of her hand. "Come, sit. Join us for tea."
Saguru closed his eyes, shook his head a little bit and wandered back down the hall towards his room, muttering about idiotic people with too much time on their hands.
"How rude." Kaito-Mum pouted, setting his teacup down on it's saucer with a small 'clink'. "He didn't say hello."
"Such poor manners." Mum agreed sadly, sighing dramatically. "Really, dear. Where did we go wrong?"
-fin-
Will prolly put up the TGZ page on Mischif.net in time for it's birthday. We've been going back through, editing and re-writing some of them. The first one is almost completely re-done.
S'kinda funny, we've got a lot of notes in our head of things to happen, then other plunnies get thrown in and they combine into a story. Flexible universe that way, thank the fates.
It's still in question if Mum knows Kaito's night job however. o_O She's kinda scareing us. ¬_¬
More fanart for TGZ up on DevArt:
http://ickaimp.deviantart.com/
-ironically, all TGZ is in graphite, so it truely is Black, White with Shades of Grey. ^^;;
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Date: 2005-06-12 08:06 pm (UTC)I don't know why it took me that long to figure out, unless it's because anime sticky-uppy hair looks nothing like any real life cowlicks I've ment.
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Date: 2005-06-12 08:29 pm (UTC)Either that, or he's missing a horn.
Your call. ^^;;
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Date: 2005-06-12 08:34 pm (UTC)Ooh, I know. It's a tracking device. That's why death follows him.
*hums 'Jaws' theme*
Date: 2005-06-12 09:05 pm (UTC)Oooo... Like a shark fin bobbing in the water hunting for the scent of blood? ^__^
Re: *hums 'Jaws' theme*
Date: 2005-06-13 03:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-12 08:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-12 08:57 pm (UTC)When I first read about Hakuba's mother in SoG, she seemed quite annoying.
Now, however, I love her and wished my own mother was like that ^.^
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Date: 2005-06-12 09:03 pm (UTC)Then Ysabet wrote a fic for O1T ML's birthday with Hakuba's Mum in it.
http://ysabet.bravepages.com/writings/ManyHapRet.htm
Guess which version of Mum took over? ~_~ (have Ysabet's blessing to use that version of Mum and most scenes with Mum in them are passed by her first) It's a frikkin' miracle that Hakuba's sane at all! o_o
-the autographed sock will be showing up in TGZ, when Aoko comes to visit.
Hmm... need to work on Schizo's loading time again...
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Date: 2005-06-12 09:19 pm (UTC)And I remember thinking of "Irene Hakuba" as quite annoying at that time, too ^.^;;
She must have gotten cooler over time ^.^
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Date: 2005-06-13 12:08 am (UTC)....
I lot of my stuff is going to be under cut, yes.
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Date: 2005-06-14 02:41 am (UTC)*Re-reads*
*attempts to remind self of what exactly that is*
Hmmm... nope. Think we're perverts now. ^^;;
Yes, Lj-cuts are good. ^^
*snicker*
Date: 2005-06-14 05:52 am (UTC)Re: *snicker*
Date: 2005-06-14 06:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-13 03:35 am (UTC)Best wishes to ysabet. I've never talked to her, but I've read alot of her fanfictions and commented on fanfiction.net
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Date: 2005-06-13 04:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-14 02:44 am (UTC)...
I'm not gonna get in the middle of this one.
Mum scares me. She's still not saying what exactly she does most of the time.
*glomp*
Date: 2005-06-14 05:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-15 03:29 pm (UTC)I do have one little niggle though. You can't find root beer in the UK for love nor money. Which is a shame, 'cos I kinda liked it.
I haven't seen any for over a decade, and that was at McDonalds (which was pretty much the only place that ever sold it here anyway).