Appointments

[redjacketthief]

This is the mailbox of your's truely, Arsene Lupin III. I take it that you've come here because you want to talk to me or make some kind of plan. Whatever it is, I'l gladly listen, but I need your name, date, time, and the best way to get back to you. Sorry I missed you, and I'll get back to you soon, okay?


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[redjacketthief]

[Lupin stiffened at the contact, but didn't tear his eyes away when Spock busied himself with the device itself. He was going to need a scarf, he knew. Discretion was always his game, no matter the situation.

Even with his Penalty. Especially with his Penalty.

The brush of Spock's fingers in such a delicate location called a prior idea to mind. He followed Spock's request in an attempt to voice it.]

We're going to have to get you gloves if you keep touching people like this. It's bad for your health.

/facepalm

[spohkh]

[Though Arsene sounds like he is talking through a hollow space, it will suffice. He removes his hand and takes his regular stance once again with the customary eyebrow...]

I am not ill....and Vulcan control allows me to do just that, control all incoming and outgoing sensations. I am in no need of gloves. The 'Shift' merely stripped me of my control and left all senses without a....focus. Though that would be putting it mildly.

[Spock nods to Arsene...]
I shall take my leave. I hope you....enjoy yourself Arsene.

[Voice]

[seakingbait]

Um... Lupin-chin? Are you there?

[Voice]

[redjacketthief]

Always, Keimi-chan.

[His voice still wasn't back, but he had learned a way to better manage the external amplifier. He kept his tone low to mitigate the echo of the otherwise apparent augmentation.]

[seakingbait]

...You still sound a little funny, but it's nice that you can talk, Lupin-chin.

[She was really getting worried about you, you know.]

But, um... your jacket is all done! You can pick it up whenever you want. Unless you want me to deliver it~.

[redjacketthief]

Great! [There was a small laugh.] You can thank a friend for hooking me up with a little something to help me talk. It's not perfect, and...sometimes embarrassing, but it works.

I'll head over to you. It will be nice to get out anyway.

Uh...which house were you staying in again?

[seakingbait]

I'm, um... at Daisy's right now. I'm still living with the Straw Hats, though, but...

[There's a giggle to her voice.] Me and Daisy-chin are moving in together soon!

[redjacketthief]

You and Daisy are going to be living together? That's great!

[Because, uncertainties about their relationship aside, he was totally willing to ship them.]

Fujiko and I decided to live together too--not in 5, unfortunately. It just didn't feel right for either of us anymore.

I'll be over soon, Keimi-chan. Did you want me to pick anything up?

[seakingbait]

Not if you don't want to, Lupin-chin! I'd hate to be a bother.

[redjacketthief]

It's never a bother if it's you.

[Said genuinely. Keimi was just too sweet, and too enjoyable to be around.]

[seakingbait]

[Can you hear the blushing through the journal, Lupin?]

Oh! W-well... I haven't had lunch yet, if you'd like to eat with me.

[redjacketthief]

I'll get us lunch then.

[He could hear the blushing--it was adorable--but there was no backing out now.]

What's your favorite food?

[seakingbait]

Seaweed stew. [Mmm... warm and full of flavor.] B-but it's something I have to make. [There's not a lot of people in Luceti who consider sea weed a food category.]

...How about you surprise me?

[redjacketthief]

Seaweed stew, huh...? [He trailed off as he thought about the kind of dish she suggested. It sounded almost Japanese. Almost.

It was possible that he could find someone in Luceti who made a similar dish.]

Tell you what. I'll be there soon with a surprise for you. See you this afternoon?

[seakingbait]

Take your time! Daisy-chin is out for today, so I'm just here working on orders.

[redjacketthief]

It won't be too long. I'll see you soon, Keimi-chan.

[He arrived an hour later with a brown bag in hand. He had pushed one of the chefs in Seventh Heaven into making a particular soup for him. It was something he had tried a few times while wandering throughout Japan, and he thought that Keimi might like it.]

[seakingbait]

[Keimi immediately greets Lupin with a big hug, before wheeling herself back to the table where the rest of her orders sat. It mostly looked like piles of random fabric, but there were some that were beginning to resemble clothing.]

Sorry if things are a little cluttered. I've been trying to get as much work done as I can before the move.

[redjacketthief]

[He gladly returned that hug before being led inside. It was only the second time that he had ever been in Daisy's apartment, and it was the only time when none of them were in a compromising position.]

The mess is fine. My flat is the same right now. Boxes and boxes everywhere...

Where did you want our food set down?

[seakingbait]

The kitchen table should be clear, if you want to set up there. I'm just finishing up on something, and I'll be right in, okay?

[redjacketthief]

Sure thing.

[He went in on his own and began to set out their food. The people in Seventh Heaven were kind enough to pack the soup in two covered bowls, and add a pair of spoons. He also ordered a bowl of sticky white rice, for good measure, and made sure that they each had a pair of chopsticks.

If he was going to bring her a meal, he was going to do it right.]

[seakingbait]

[A few minutes later, Keimi wheels herself into the kitchen, a box in her lap tied with a red bow. She closes her eyes and takes a whiff of the air.]

Mm... something smells amazing.

[redjacketthief]

[He laughed at her excited comment, absolutely delighted. It was such a simple thing, but being able to relax like this was always welcome.

There was no pressure. That was always a good thing.

Now that his hands were free, he peeled off his gloves and loosened the scarf around his neck. He didn't remove it, not yet. He wasn't exactly ready to risk his little gift being noticed.]

It's just a little something I asked one of the chefs in town to make up. I think you'll like it.

[seakingbait]

[She smiles graciously.] You did that for me? You're so kind, Lupin-chin~.

[She wheels herself closer to the table, before taking the box off of her lap and presenting it to her friend.]

I think this is what you came over for~?

[redjacketthief]

Anything for you, Keimi-chan.

[She was Smoker's daughter, and a friend. That afforded her a manner of protection from him, should anything happen.

Lupin accepted the box with equal grace, and stopped for a moment to admire the wrapping.]

Is it? [A huff of amusement.] I have to say, the ribbon is beautiful!

[seakingbait]

[See that, Lupin? Keimi's eyes light up from the comment.]

Do you think so? I made it while I was practicing with silk. I think it came out alright.