Twists of Fate [Part 12]
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esp_dragonFandom: Noblesse
Summary: Nakida’s a hacker in the middle of a job to find some information. Except they’re not the only one breaking into the building that night - there’s a silver-haired guy walking around like cameras don’t exist. If he wants to get caught, it’s not their problem.
Huian’s on guard duty to protect the information they’re after. Usually it’s quiet - all she has to do is enter the system, keep an eye on the camera feeds and patrol around the clusters of data to make sure no-one gets to them.
Their pasts connect them, even if they don’t remember. And the past does tend to come back.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Reincarnation fic! :D Written for nano! So expect some weirdness as I churn this out, haha.
Genre: General.
Word count: 1,707
Total word count: 27,153
Status: Work in progress
Nakida used that opportunity for last minute adjustments. They gave the cable securing their legs more slack, freeing up that arm so they could hold their cable with two hands.
"Ready?"
They exhaled, bending their legs. "As I can be."
Kang-dae studied them and nodded, tugging the cable. They jerked forward more than they expected but they stayed upright, keeping the nose of their 'board in the air as they changed the direction of the cable to slow them down and give them more control. They adjusted the placement of their weight, fusing what they'd learned.
He did it again with a stronger tug and they still stayed upright, pulling harder against the cable.
"Yeah, I think I've got it now." They'd better.
"All right." Kang-dae glanced out at the skyline. "What direction is your in?"
Right. Nakida swung back to keep the cable taut as they looked at the map in front of them, matching it up with their mental map. "North-west," they said, pointing the way they needed to go.
A skyscraper towered far about their heads in front of their hand.
...Fuck. They tilted their head up at it, seeing all the floors they would have to go up, all the floors they would have to go down on the other side.
Kang-dae took one look at it and then turned his head west. And there were smaller buildings on that side, Nakida saw with relief, getting a little less tense. "We're going around it."
Good. That - damn, that was a much better option to Nakida than literally going 'as the crow flies'.
"So let's go," Nakida said, swinging back and forth on their 'board, wanting to move now that they'd spent all this time preparing themselves. They would find out how they dealt with the plunge when it happened - if they couldn't, then they would have to get carried there (so long as they didn't splat against any buildings, but even then, they should still be able to be carried).
Kang-dae paused for a second and then nodded again, taking a jogging start. And it was definitely a jogging start since Nakida could see him and their arms weren't getting ripped out of their sockets. They kept their weight to the back of their 'board, their arms straight as they saw him near the edge of the rooftop.
When he reached the edge, Nakida saw they'd been right about him, because he fucking leaped across and up to the rooftop of the adjacent building. They hadn't needed to worry about jumping over the edge of the rooftop, not when they were already in the air before it and fuck fuck fuck! The solid ground disappeared from under them and they could see the the bustling street life far below them, only small pinpricks of light as the wind whipped through their hair.
It only lasted a second and they had to concentrate on where their legs were going, yanking the cable up to swing their lower body so they were heading feet first into the building.
They braced their legs against the impact of when they hit the building and their 'board was good enough that even with the speed they were moving at and their weight being on their back foot, the tail didn't scrape against it. There wasn't any time to celebrate their success; Kang-dae was still moving, his hand tight on their cable.
He jerked on the cable and they were whizzing up into the air, the air snatched from their mouth as they breathed and then they weren't 'boarding up the building anymore, but completely in the air, freefalling back down.
Kang-dae was standing in the middle of the roof, watching them as they fell, and they flicked their arms up, using their cable to slow their descent by turning into a swing.
They landed with no problems, moving in an arc so they didn't careen straight over the edge again.
"Keep going," they said, breathless, their heart hammering. The faster they got there, the faster they could get to solid ground again.
Kang-dae nodded and they were off again, Kang-dae leaping to a building that was the same height as the one they were already one. The landing was a simpler there, Nakida only swinging side to side a bit to keep their balance as Kang-dae didn't pause, continuing to the next edge and jumping off.
Nakida glanced at the map, double-checking where they should be. For the moment, they were a little off course, but it wasn't something they could help with where the buildings had built. "We need to go more north!" and they weren't sure if Kang-dae heard them, not with the wind stealing their words, but Kang-dae tightened his hand on their cables again and the next time he landed on a rooftop, he changed direction, not moving in a straight line.
Fuuuck! They knew it was coming ahead of time and Nakida braced themselves as they swung around in a big arc, letting their momentum slingshot them over the rooftop and they pulled their cable in the opposite direction, making sure they were behind Kang-dae as he leaped to the next rooftop.
They could feel their muscles start to protest the longer it went on. It was mostly in their shoulders and stomach but they could feel it spreading. They'd also gotten used to the heart stopping way they were travelling - they had a feeling it was because they weren't given enough time to think, only enough time to react before they had to swerve up another building. That, and their control over their cable was unfailing, something they knew they could count on even while their body was tiring out.
Another check to their map and - "Two more buildings from here!"
They weren't sure, but they thought they could see the familiar glowing sign of their inn in the darkness.
Another squeeze, and another thing Nakida had gotten used to was how Kang-dae communicated through their cable.
When they reached the last building, Kang-dae jumped straight down an alley, Nakida following. They used their cable to guide their way from wall to wall, slowing themselves down that way.
They landed and bent over with their hands braced on their knees, panting and feeling their blood pump around every single area for their body.
"Are you okay?" Kang-dae murmured, a few steps away from them.
"Will be," they gasped, wiping wet strands of hair away from their forehead. "As soon as I can lie down." Or more accurately flop into a bed and not move until their skin stopped tingling.
Nakida unbound their cable from their legs and board, their feet feeling free after being kept contained after that amount of time. They didn't try to move their legs just yet, their leg muscles stiff; instead, they drew that cable back into their wrist. That was an easy command to keep constant and they focused on the cable around Kang-dae's hand.
He wasn't breathing hard and Nakida could feel his heartbeat wasn't elevated through their cable. They knew it had to be because of his modifications, but they felt sour about it nevertheless and how much they had been affected by what they'd done.
"How is she?" Nakida asked as they drew their other cable into their wrist.
"Still unconscious," Kang-dae murmured. "She hasn't stirred yet, but I didn't see her hit her head on the way down."
There was that, at least.
Taking a breath, they tilted back and forth on their board, getting used to being able to change the position of their feet again before stepping off it.
Solid ground felt so good. And also not so solid after being in constant movement. Nakida leaned left and right, trying to adjust back to it, shaking out their legs.
They closed the map and opened up a different window, starting a scan of all the close-by camera feeds being sent out. As soon as the three of them had a room, they'd delete the incriminating feeds.
While their legs tried to feel like legs again, Nakida slipped their minimised 'board into their bag, pulling their gloves back on.
"It's to your right," Nakida said, leading the way once everything was in place. Not like he could miss it, really.
Kang-dae followed them, Huian looking paler against the harsh streetlights when Nakida glanced at her.
The three of them walked into the reception area and Nakida booked them into a family room with three beds on the machine, leaving their current room untouched. It could look suspicious if they checked out just as someone checked in. They doubted it would be checked up on, but it was better to be cautious. They'd already paid for their old room for the night, so it no-one would care until tomorrow.
They picked up the set of swipe keys and led the way up the stairs to their room. The key worked on the first try and Nakida flicked the lights on, holding the door open for Kang-dae.
The room had three beds, all of them facing the same way. Both of them were silent as they took in the room and Nakida sighed, rubbing the bridge of their nose. "I'm taking this bed." They gestured towards the bed they were standing next to, already claiming it by setting their bag on top of it. They didn't want to spend time with who had a preference for where a person was in a room and Huian wasn't going to argue at that point.
"Fine," Kang-dae said, laying Huian on the middle bed. After that, he went over to their curtains and closed them, the sound rasping.
Now that they had that sorted out, Nakida flopped onto their bed with a groan, dragging their bag up with them. The bed was a bit softer than the bed in their previous room but it was a bed and that was all that mattered to them right now. They pulled out their console, switching it on as they straightened themselves up and leaned back on their headboard. Stretching their toes, they started on task of making sure the camera feeds wouldn't remember their presence.
Summary: Nakida’s a hacker in the middle of a job to find some information. Except they’re not the only one breaking into the building that night - there’s a silver-haired guy walking around like cameras don’t exist. If he wants to get caught, it’s not their problem.
Huian’s on guard duty to protect the information they’re after. Usually it’s quiet - all she has to do is enter the system, keep an eye on the camera feeds and patrol around the clusters of data to make sure no-one gets to them.
Their pasts connect them, even if they don’t remember. And the past does tend to come back.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Reincarnation fic! :D Written for nano! So expect some weirdness as I churn this out, haha.
Genre: General.
Word count: 1,707
Total word count: 27,153
Status: Work in progress
Nakida used that opportunity for last minute adjustments. They gave the cable securing their legs more slack, freeing up that arm so they could hold their cable with two hands.
"Ready?"
They exhaled, bending their legs. "As I can be."
Kang-dae studied them and nodded, tugging the cable. They jerked forward more than they expected but they stayed upright, keeping the nose of their 'board in the air as they changed the direction of the cable to slow them down and give them more control. They adjusted the placement of their weight, fusing what they'd learned.
He did it again with a stronger tug and they still stayed upright, pulling harder against the cable.
"Yeah, I think I've got it now." They'd better.
"All right." Kang-dae glanced out at the skyline. "What direction is your in?"
Right. Nakida swung back to keep the cable taut as they looked at the map in front of them, matching it up with their mental map. "North-west," they said, pointing the way they needed to go.
A skyscraper towered far about their heads in front of their hand.
...Fuck. They tilted their head up at it, seeing all the floors they would have to go up, all the floors they would have to go down on the other side.
Kang-dae took one look at it and then turned his head west. And there were smaller buildings on that side, Nakida saw with relief, getting a little less tense. "We're going around it."
Good. That - damn, that was a much better option to Nakida than literally going 'as the crow flies'.
"So let's go," Nakida said, swinging back and forth on their 'board, wanting to move now that they'd spent all this time preparing themselves. They would find out how they dealt with the plunge when it happened - if they couldn't, then they would have to get carried there (so long as they didn't splat against any buildings, but even then, they should still be able to be carried).
Kang-dae paused for a second and then nodded again, taking a jogging start. And it was definitely a jogging start since Nakida could see him and their arms weren't getting ripped out of their sockets. They kept their weight to the back of their 'board, their arms straight as they saw him near the edge of the rooftop.
When he reached the edge, Nakida saw they'd been right about him, because he fucking leaped across and up to the rooftop of the adjacent building. They hadn't needed to worry about jumping over the edge of the rooftop, not when they were already in the air before it and fuck fuck fuck! The solid ground disappeared from under them and they could see the the bustling street life far below them, only small pinpricks of light as the wind whipped through their hair.
It only lasted a second and they had to concentrate on where their legs were going, yanking the cable up to swing their lower body so they were heading feet first into the building.
They braced their legs against the impact of when they hit the building and their 'board was good enough that even with the speed they were moving at and their weight being on their back foot, the tail didn't scrape against it. There wasn't any time to celebrate their success; Kang-dae was still moving, his hand tight on their cable.
He jerked on the cable and they were whizzing up into the air, the air snatched from their mouth as they breathed and then they weren't 'boarding up the building anymore, but completely in the air, freefalling back down.
Kang-dae was standing in the middle of the roof, watching them as they fell, and they flicked their arms up, using their cable to slow their descent by turning into a swing.
They landed with no problems, moving in an arc so they didn't careen straight over the edge again.
"Keep going," they said, breathless, their heart hammering. The faster they got there, the faster they could get to solid ground again.
Kang-dae nodded and they were off again, Kang-dae leaping to a building that was the same height as the one they were already one. The landing was a simpler there, Nakida only swinging side to side a bit to keep their balance as Kang-dae didn't pause, continuing to the next edge and jumping off.
Nakida glanced at the map, double-checking where they should be. For the moment, they were a little off course, but it wasn't something they could help with where the buildings had built. "We need to go more north!" and they weren't sure if Kang-dae heard them, not with the wind stealing their words, but Kang-dae tightened his hand on their cables again and the next time he landed on a rooftop, he changed direction, not moving in a straight line.
Fuuuck! They knew it was coming ahead of time and Nakida braced themselves as they swung around in a big arc, letting their momentum slingshot them over the rooftop and they pulled their cable in the opposite direction, making sure they were behind Kang-dae as he leaped to the next rooftop.
They could feel their muscles start to protest the longer it went on. It was mostly in their shoulders and stomach but they could feel it spreading. They'd also gotten used to the heart stopping way they were travelling - they had a feeling it was because they weren't given enough time to think, only enough time to react before they had to swerve up another building. That, and their control over their cable was unfailing, something they knew they could count on even while their body was tiring out.
Another check to their map and - "Two more buildings from here!"
They weren't sure, but they thought they could see the familiar glowing sign of their inn in the darkness.
Another squeeze, and another thing Nakida had gotten used to was how Kang-dae communicated through their cable.
When they reached the last building, Kang-dae jumped straight down an alley, Nakida following. They used their cable to guide their way from wall to wall, slowing themselves down that way.
They landed and bent over with their hands braced on their knees, panting and feeling their blood pump around every single area for their body.
"Are you okay?" Kang-dae murmured, a few steps away from them.
"Will be," they gasped, wiping wet strands of hair away from their forehead. "As soon as I can lie down." Or more accurately flop into a bed and not move until their skin stopped tingling.
Nakida unbound their cable from their legs and board, their feet feeling free after being kept contained after that amount of time. They didn't try to move their legs just yet, their leg muscles stiff; instead, they drew that cable back into their wrist. That was an easy command to keep constant and they focused on the cable around Kang-dae's hand.
He wasn't breathing hard and Nakida could feel his heartbeat wasn't elevated through their cable. They knew it had to be because of his modifications, but they felt sour about it nevertheless and how much they had been affected by what they'd done.
"How is she?" Nakida asked as they drew their other cable into their wrist.
"Still unconscious," Kang-dae murmured. "She hasn't stirred yet, but I didn't see her hit her head on the way down."
There was that, at least.
Taking a breath, they tilted back and forth on their board, getting used to being able to change the position of their feet again before stepping off it.
Solid ground felt so good. And also not so solid after being in constant movement. Nakida leaned left and right, trying to adjust back to it, shaking out their legs.
They closed the map and opened up a different window, starting a scan of all the close-by camera feeds being sent out. As soon as the three of them had a room, they'd delete the incriminating feeds.
While their legs tried to feel like legs again, Nakida slipped their minimised 'board into their bag, pulling their gloves back on.
"It's to your right," Nakida said, leading the way once everything was in place. Not like he could miss it, really.
Kang-dae followed them, Huian looking paler against the harsh streetlights when Nakida glanced at her.
The three of them walked into the reception area and Nakida booked them into a family room with three beds on the machine, leaving their current room untouched. It could look suspicious if they checked out just as someone checked in. They doubted it would be checked up on, but it was better to be cautious. They'd already paid for their old room for the night, so it no-one would care until tomorrow.
They picked up the set of swipe keys and led the way up the stairs to their room. The key worked on the first try and Nakida flicked the lights on, holding the door open for Kang-dae.
The room had three beds, all of them facing the same way. Both of them were silent as they took in the room and Nakida sighed, rubbing the bridge of their nose. "I'm taking this bed." They gestured towards the bed they were standing next to, already claiming it by setting their bag on top of it. They didn't want to spend time with who had a preference for where a person was in a room and Huian wasn't going to argue at that point.
"Fine," Kang-dae said, laying Huian on the middle bed. After that, he went over to their curtains and closed them, the sound rasping.
Now that they had that sorted out, Nakida flopped onto their bed with a groan, dragging their bag up with them. The bed was a bit softer than the bed in their previous room but it was a bed and that was all that mattered to them right now. They pulled out their console, switching it on as they straightened themselves up and leaned back on their headboard. Stretching their toes, they started on task of making sure the camera feeds wouldn't remember their presence.