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redjacketthief) wrote2013-01-07 12:14 am
redjacketthief) wrote2013-01-07 12:14 am
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13th Turn [Action/Written]
[It was cold.
That was his first thought when he woke up in the woods surrounding the Barracks, literally sprawled out in the trees. The cold air bit into his bare hands, stung his ears and his cheeks, and made him miss the summery heat and exotic beaches that were starting to disappear back into his subconscious. This wasn’t the tropics; this was Luceti.
Sleep never looked more welcoming.
It was only when Lupin started to move that he noticed that something important in the world was terribly off. The branches were too big—and where was his coat? The coat was important, and he didn't care about what the Malnosso thought...
He stared at his hand, dumbfounded, when he caught sight of it. Seconds later he yelped in sheer shock and tumbled from the tree and into the snow.
...someone was going to pay for this own.
Chirping and chattering in irritation, Lupin pulled himself from the snow. Anyone care to give a monkey a hand?]
[Later that evening, after he has been returned to his apartment with both himself and his journal intact, Lupin scrawled out a message for the village at large:]
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Lucky you, Luceti. Looks like I’m not gone yet.
What's the date? I thought they were going to let me spend the winter in Rio, so I wasn't expecting snow.
Did I miss anything?
-Lupin III
[He snaps the book shut at this. Goddamn he needed a drink. And a smoke. Not that he was going to get either soon--because he was a good monkey, and good monkeys don't smoke.]
((ooc:: Lupin here has been turned into a capuchin monkey for a week. Replies will come frommonkey_punch_d . Thank you
That was his first thought when he woke up in the woods surrounding the Barracks, literally sprawled out in the trees. The cold air bit into his bare hands, stung his ears and his cheeks, and made him miss the summery heat and exotic beaches that were starting to disappear back into his subconscious. This wasn’t the tropics; this was Luceti.
Sleep never looked more welcoming.
It was only when Lupin started to move that he noticed that something important in the world was terribly off. The branches were too big—and where was his coat? The coat was important, and he didn't care about what the Malnosso thought...
He stared at his hand, dumbfounded, when he caught sight of it. Seconds later he yelped in sheer shock and tumbled from the tree and into the snow.
...someone was going to pay for this own.
Chirping and chattering in irritation, Lupin pulled himself from the snow. Anyone care to give a monkey a hand?]
[Later that evening, after he has been returned to his apartment with both himself and his journal intact, Lupin scrawled out a message for the village at large:]
[Written]
Lucky you, Luceti. Looks like I’m not gone yet.
What's the date? I thought they were going to let me spend the winter in Rio, so I wasn't expecting snow.
Did I miss anything?
-Lupin III
[He snaps the book shut at this. Goddamn he needed a drink. And a smoke. Not that he was going to get either soon--because he was a good monkey, and good monkeys don't smoke.]
((ooc:: Lupin here has been turned into a capuchin monkey for a week. Replies will come from
monkey_punch_d . Thank you
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[There's a line here, drawn out quickly.]
okay. they're mocking me.
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they made me a tiny monkey.
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The word trailed off into a long line of ink as I lost all control of my laughter. I'm sorry. It was funny.
Fortunately, I was able to get myself together before too long.
-hear that. Is there any way I can help?
And then I collapsed into laughter again.
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[Sarcasm didn't translate well in text, but he wasn't convinced that Harry wasn't part of the peanut gallery.]
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Once I was done laughing.
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[He would be trying to get himself settled in the interrim. Human-sized furniture wasn't working for him at the moment, but he found it quite easy to dodge Fujiko's traps.]
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Knock knock.
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Apparently the tiny monkey couldn't work doors. Or didn't feel like it. Fair enough. I went ahead and opened the knob myself.
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It was strange that he only noticed just how tall Harry was when a coffee table was taller than he was.]
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I wasn't going to laugh.
I was not. Going. To laugh.
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Something was going to get thrown. He wasn't sure what.
Irritated, Lupin pointed over at the coffee table. It was near enough, central enough, and situated right in front of the sofa. He would have the perfect angle to be comfortable as he watched the door for any intruders.]
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"Finally got that done for you. Merry a-few-weeks-after-Christmas."
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Such simplicity was probably hard to imagine for a man as egoistic as him.
Curious, Lupin approached the box and carefully opened it...to find a jacket. He cast Harry another curious look, silently asking for clarification.]
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I clamped my mouth closed. That nearly made me start laughing again. I wasn't going to do it. I wasn't.
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Bowing in lieu of thanks, Lupin dragged the coat out from the box. The weight and texture of the jacket were no different from what he was used to, and it would provide no burden to him in his work. It was impressive-- he would find a way to thank Harry in the future.]
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Make me not a monkey?
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It was the grin. What was I supposed to do with that?
"Sorry, I'm nowhere near the level of turning animals into people or vice-versa."
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