Exploration
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He must have blacked out for a couple of seconds, because when he became aware of himself next, he could see someone laying dead, or injured, in the doorway. No one else was brave, or stupid, enough to chance coming in. Grinding his teeth together against the attempted resurgence of darkness, Shinichi forced his brain to clear despite its reluctance.
Glaring heatedly at the back of Gin's rather ruffled head he twisted his gaze away, sweeping the area around him in a thorough exploration. If only he'd thought to bring that damn belt. It might not fit him, but he still could have brought it!
Then, there, perfect. A metallic vase sat nearby, overturned with the flowers splayed on the ground around it along with a wet stain from the water that had spilled out. Not thick enough to be too heavy, but not too thin to be ineffective.
With great care he eased over and grabbed it, then shoved himself to his feet. Swaying forward a couple of steps he rested the vase in one hand, and smirked. "Not one to learn your lessons are you?"
As Gin started to turn, Shinichi tossed his chosen projectile in the air.
The twang of it impacting Gin's head had to be one of the most satisfying sounds he'd ever heard in his life.
He slumped back against the window as the police swarmed the room, guns trained on the long haired man's downed form.
They'd won.
POST DRABBLE NOTE: Because it just isn't DC without Shinichi kicking something into someone's head for the take down. Also, the idea of Gin getting vase'd (or something, but it's a vase this time so...) amuses me greatly. Only four more to go, folks! Next time I update, it will be the end~