[fic] Mixed with Black: Black
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ickaimpThis is a very rough of this story, left all my notes at home, but this wanted to get out while we were thinking about it.
The rules of a Kaitou are simple, and few. But they're really all that separate us from the common petty thieves. For while we may be thieves, we are anything but common or petty.
First off, a Kaitou never steals without a reason.
This is the main thing that separates us from the common thieves. Usually the reason we steal is because it's for other people. Kaitou rarely keep what we steal, so it's either returned or given to someone else.
After all, we're not in this for the money.
Heh.
A Kaitou is always polite.
After all, it takes so little to be polite, and the curses you get in return is well worth the tiny effort to greet your victims, er, the police officers at the door. Or thank them for showing up.
I suppose sending a Warning Notice before the heist is a part of that. After all, it doesn't hurt to give them a little heads up that someone is coming to take their valuables.
Is not like they've ever come close to catching me either.
Okay, so maybe once or twice, but we don't talk about it. There is a reputation to maintain after all.
Nobody gets hurt.
Ideally, the Kaitou's job is to sneak in, get the object of the heist and sneak out without anyone knowing the wiser, never mind the fact that we have sent a warning notice a head of time to let them know exactly when and what we're going to take. Or maybe trade a few barbs with the police officers for fun. Which it is, despite their grumbling.
A Kaitou's job is not to hurt, maim, kill or otherwise injure someone. As crazy as it sounds, a Kaitou's role is to protect. Jii waxes nostalgic about it sometimes, but he's an old fart who's forgotten more than I've learned yet so he's allowed to. Kaitou protect the history and integrity of the jewels we steal. Really, is anyone going to take a part a bracelet or a necklace or a clock tower once a Kaitou has stolen and returned it? I think not. It adds polish and shine to the reputation.
Besides, as a general rule, we do not deal with animate objects. Jewels, paintings, statues, things like that. You want someone hurt or killed? Go find yourself an assassin or a thug. That's not our job.
A Kaitou is always dramatic.
Come on, if you're going to steal, you know you're going to steal, the police know you're going to steal, heck, the whole WORLD knows you're going to steal, why not have some fun with it?
So always take the time to pose dramatically. The Moon and the Stars make wonderful backdrops. Spotlights can sometimes, other times they're just a pain.
And the role of Kaitou is a hazardous one. If you're going down, you might as well look good at it.
Besides, it looks really cool.
-fin-
And what has to be the weirdest opening line for any of our fics, for the 'Belling the Kaito' story:
"For the briefest of inane moments, Kaito wondered why the panties had betrayed him."
The rules of a Kaitou are simple, and few. But they're really all that separate us from the common petty thieves. For while we may be thieves, we are anything but common or petty.
First off, a Kaitou never steals without a reason.
This is the main thing that separates us from the common thieves. Usually the reason we steal is because it's for other people. Kaitou rarely keep what we steal, so it's either returned or given to someone else.
After all, we're not in this for the money.
Heh.
A Kaitou is always polite.
After all, it takes so little to be polite, and the curses you get in return is well worth the tiny effort to greet your victims, er, the police officers at the door. Or thank them for showing up.
I suppose sending a Warning Notice before the heist is a part of that. After all, it doesn't hurt to give them a little heads up that someone is coming to take their valuables.
Is not like they've ever come close to catching me either.
Okay, so maybe once or twice, but we don't talk about it. There is a reputation to maintain after all.
Nobody gets hurt.
Ideally, the Kaitou's job is to sneak in, get the object of the heist and sneak out without anyone knowing the wiser, never mind the fact that we have sent a warning notice a head of time to let them know exactly when and what we're going to take. Or maybe trade a few barbs with the police officers for fun. Which it is, despite their grumbling.
A Kaitou's job is not to hurt, maim, kill or otherwise injure someone. As crazy as it sounds, a Kaitou's role is to protect. Jii waxes nostalgic about it sometimes, but he's an old fart who's forgotten more than I've learned yet so he's allowed to. Kaitou protect the history and integrity of the jewels we steal. Really, is anyone going to take a part a bracelet or a necklace or a clock tower once a Kaitou has stolen and returned it? I think not. It adds polish and shine to the reputation.
Besides, as a general rule, we do not deal with animate objects. Jewels, paintings, statues, things like that. You want someone hurt or killed? Go find yourself an assassin or a thug. That's not our job.
A Kaitou is always dramatic.
Come on, if you're going to steal, you know you're going to steal, the police know you're going to steal, heck, the whole WORLD knows you're going to steal, why not have some fun with it?
So always take the time to pose dramatically. The Moon and the Stars make wonderful backdrops. Spotlights can sometimes, other times they're just a pain.
And the role of Kaitou is a hazardous one. If you're going down, you might as well look good at it.
Besides, it looks really cool.
-fin-
And what has to be the weirdest opening line for any of our fics, for the 'Belling the Kaito' story:
"For the briefest of inane moments, Kaito wondered why the panties had betrayed him."
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Re: Now you've gone and done it!
Date: 2003-07-23 04:44 am (UTC)Ooo... leather.... *purrrrrrrrrrs*
And just who are you calling EVIL, eh? *gives 'Neechan silly looks*
-ICKA! the IMP