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[musedriven]

L had to give him credit for keeping his composure despite being informed of one of his many different plans set in action. not that he expected a large reaction per say, but with how grandiose the thief made himself he assumed there would have been a touch more uncertainty to waver his stance. but this was what L enjoyed the most of his exploits. the hunt ; the thrill of a chase just beginning. the promise of a challenge for him to work at instead of the answers all being so painfully obvious. he hated loosing but he hated an easy win even more. when he did move to check the king upon this game board then there would be no room for any counter defense.

onyx eyes do betray for but a moment his curiosity as black wings seemingly extend on their own. no pull of a cord or press of a button. no whir of electronics to accompany the movement or faint click of puppetry. the movement of the feathers too suggested quite a fixation on making them as realistic as possible. but the way they moved as well did not sit well in the detective's stomach. there was something off about the prop that made a shiver threaten his own spine. L never was a fan of the true supernatural though he was able to explain away most cases of such things. perhaps the wings were a more intricate version of Da Vinci's wings. a simple glider dusted in feathers to give off the illusion and flair he craved.

his hand moves away from his lip as the signature calling card appears ; only giving L more information to work with and file away. a simple magicians party trick, nothing more. another showing of his drive to be the focus of attention and his skills as a thief. the dexterity required for most of those stage tricks was not unlike the talent needed to pull a quick change move as a simple pickpocket or watch thief. hardly anything impressive but telling all the same. a small part of him thinks to catch the calling card but a more curious side of him allows the trinket to fall to the floor at his feet. he can collect it later and run it as evidence unscathed by his touch.

" I am sure I can find a way to reach you without it ; I simply have to show off a Hikari jewel and i'm sure you'll come running. " he taunts in return, his tone dry but the sarcasm clear in the shift of his position and way he rubs the back of his calf with the top of his foot. his hands finding their home in his pockets as he makes no physical move to approach or deny him his escape. after all; he's curious now to see those wings in action for himself. " or would it be flying? "

the words give him chills ; sends the ghost of little goosebumps in a race up his skin , but the thrill makes his lips part in a slow , cheshire smile --- all sharp teeth , dagger eyes . dark was certain that were was only ever one person in the world that would ever allow the kokuyoku to fall into capture , clutch and cage . it wasn't this coal-eyed raccoon in front of him , though he parcels off a shred of his respect and casts it off to the other nevertheless .

' that so ? ' he thinks that he truly loved this the most . the blatant promises of pursuit . the seize and chase . the endless game that kept him , if nothing else , center in his dazzling spotlight , searchlight halo ; his senses fantastically entertained . black wings spread and he wonders if the other might try to seize him last moment by his feathers like so many others desperately had . even now , after just a little bit of brief parley , the great phantom thief was aiming to make his escape and get away .

' then , i'll humbly accept and deliver those messages . though , if it's about things like that , i suppose you'll be needing my business card , right ? ' viola ! he manifests and sends it in flight towards the other in the finest act of impertinence that anyone could have imagined . ' for a dear fan . maybe if you join heads with every other investigator in the world , the all of you can come up with something interesting . ' he was sure to be laughing in some dark corner to himself , somewhere .

' in the meanwhile , i'll wish you good luck . after all , if it's a matter of skill , then no matter how good you think you are , you'll never be able to beat me . '