Nov 9, 2021
A SHOT IN THE DARK
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A SHOT IN THE DARK
the fool knight
~Le fantôme, la gargouille et la sorcière.
Last year I said that I really wanted to animate a PH fan spin off (and I still want to) with Kevin Regnard and the Sinclair House ! I love to hunt for every little clue about that time in the Pandora Hearts main storie (and in the guide/art/novels books) :D I found this old doodle I drew when I was thinking about the plot :P
Preorders for Retrace: A Pandora Hearts Fanzine are now open ! (until 06/18/18) :D
"So you're the one that's going to catch me if I fall?"
He threw back his head and laughed. It was such an unexpected turn of events; he hadn't expected Miss Sinclair to be so… So…
Well, arrogant.
"You can't possibly be the one," he continued, shaking his head as he wiped the tears from his eyes. "They sent- They sent YOU, of all people, to be the one to catch me? If I, of all people, fall?"
"Affirmative; I don't see the problem here." Miss Sinclair folded her arms over her chest, full lips pursed in an offended pout.
"There are all sorts of problems here." He smirked, the corners of his lips quirked in a boyish, teasing grin. "First off, the great Edgar Olsen needs no help from a lovely lady like yourself." He began ticking the reasons off on his fingers.
"Second, this case is too dangerous for even me. Which can only mean that it's far worse for you. And thirdly," he gave her a quick once-over, "you're dressed in three-inch spikes and a fur stole. What could you possibly do, wearing-"
"Look out!" Edgar instinctively ducked as Miss Sinclair threw out a hand and deftly caught something between her fingers. In nearly the same motion, she had reached inside the folds of her skirt and was firing off rounds of bullets in what seemed to be an obscure direction.
As the perpetrator scrambled away for cover, she lowered her pistol and was reapplying her lipstick when Edgar finally recovered his voice.
"W-what was that, Woman?" He spluttered, adjusting his hat and smoothing out his suitcoat. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"
Without blinking an eye, Miss Sinclair held out a sharp, silver star.
"Saving your life," she said offhandedly. "Now, you were saying?"
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@spideyfan456 Thanks for the writing prompt! I had a lot of fun with this one and I hope you liked it!
CLOWNS ALL AROUND YOU
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don’t leave
a faint smile lighting up his gentle foolish face
a visit