redjacketthief | Appointments

This would have nothing to do with the alteration to my figure during the shift, would it?

[He's not answering that. He's just going to smile.]

...

[She waits until he's not drinking his wine, then reaches out. It's a quick, sharp slap upside the head, followed by a tug on his earlobe.]

You are terrible.

[Good thing she waited, because he's just lauging.]

Maybe! I was asked to choose between A and B--I picked C and was told that it was impossible. So, I went with A.5!

I'm not here for you to oogle, Lupin.

It's my .5, and the only concession I'll allow myself Goldie. I'll try valiantly not to touch or flirt.

...Red is still there, you know. I remember everything very clearly.

You know my feelings on infidelity.

[Not entirely serious, because he wasn't entirely serious. Still she's somewhat more aware of the buttons on her top at the moment. And deliberately does not finish fastening them to the throat. That would just make it worse.]

As do I.

...

You stole my hairpin.

A token. Nothing more.

[He was aware of everyone's thoughts on infidelity in comparison to his--it was why he made his only concession at looking and nothing more. He wouldn't be able to stop if he tried something further, and that was adultery even by his definition.]

[Were it Red in truth, and Fujiko was not an issue? Adele might have allowed it. Gladly, even. Red was, had been, a wonderful friend. A dear companion. A sweet, tender man that she should not miss.]

...I liked that hair pin.

[And she's trying. So. So very hard not to pout.]

[Just as he tried valiantly not to see Goldie in her movements, in her hidden smiles. It was more than just friendship to Red, but a companionship that he didn't think he would ever fully achieve back on Yavin IV. It was hard, but Lupin kept reminding himself that it was just a Malnosso lie.

Besides, he had Fujiko. When they returned, they would be too busy to remember any of this beyond dreams.]

He liked it too, and left me with very little.

And she left me with all too much.

[Letters, notes, journals. The one letter to Red that Adele will never deliver. No matter what's inside. It wasn't fair to Lupin, not him, not Fujiko. It'll stay at the bottom of her desk drawer until she leaves this place.]

I don't suppose I'll ever get it back then, will I?

[it was starting to be a trend for him--every single shift or event that affected him left a little something behind. A souvenir, a small token, a mess...

He wasn't going to budge, but at least has the grace to look away.]

Nope. Sorry.

...

[She gives him a moment. And only a moment before she leans over, comfortable and easy, to bump her elbow against his side. Light. Not enough to jar anything. Something platonic and companionable.]

You'll just have to find me a replacement, then.

[mood broken, he chuckles. Oh, the coincidences!]

Man~ are you sure you and Fujiko aren't collaborating? Because I owe two women something shiney now!

I was fond of that pin, you stole it. It's only right that you replace it.

[She huffs a laugh into her glass of wine, and attempts to look affronted. She fails.]

[...that's adorable too.]

I'll replace it when you least expect it--don't worry.

You'd better. Or I'm taking your jacket back.

[Don't think she won't. She will.]

At least let me commission a new one first??

You have...a month. Then? I'm coming for your coat.

[She doesn't know why she does it, other than to tease him. But she pulls out a small card from the bag, a pen, and scribbles out 'I shall steal this coat for compensation in a month if a hairpin is not delivered' with her initials below surrounded by, well, wings. And slides it into his coat pocket.

Lupin, your coat has been calling card'd.]

[He arches an eyebrow at her for this, thoroughly amused by the not so idle thread. She knew his grandfather's tactics as well as he, knew the game well in a completely different way. This was...

Delightful.]

You know? Maybe I'll find a way to take you home with me. You wouldn't be too bad if you keep this attitude.

Just keep out of Japan. If that Jimmy Kudo doesn't get you, my grandfather's biggest fanboy, Kaito Kid, will.

Who is to say there is not a version of myself running around in your world already? Even so...

[She tilts her head to the side, mulling it over. Lupin's world. With all she's heard it would be difficult to get a foothold. The logistics of appearing there, of being in his debt- she wasn't certain it was something she could work out. But. Were he to find a way? She might not mind it.]

It is a tempting offer. I will have to consider it.

[It wasn't as hard as she thought. Just have guts and a sense of style and someone bound to offer funding somewhere along the way. He still maintained all of his connections from Mark Williams, saying nothing of Clarisse, Murasaki, Maki-chan and Misa, Michelle...and many others.

The harder part would be getting out of Luceti and going to whichever world you wanted. A part of him was curious to see Smoker's world, but he didn't want it to be his end destination. Another part wanted to go and see what Red's future was like...another impossibility.

He chuckles. So many what-ifs. It was going to cramp his style.]

You have all the time you need. We're not getting out anytime soon. I, on the other hand, only have a month to find you something that puts that little birdie pin to shame.

[Anywhere would be interesting to see. She could, Adele supposes, make a home in just about any world there was to visit. Though she would always have a preference to her native earth if only for culture shock and the avoidance of it. Besides. She could find work, almost any version of earth would need surgeons.

Thoughts for another time, another place. Adele lifts a shoulder, smiles, and sips her wine.]

You're a man of many talents Lupin. I'm certain you could think of something.

I can think of many things, Goldie. [Especially things he won't want to admit out loud right now for risk of being pushed off of the roof.]

I'm all ready plotting something grand. You'll sometime soon--but, I think I can find a few nice shinies for you in the interrim.

Of course you can Red.

[She finishes her glass and stretches, enjoying the cool air. Whatever he thought, whatever he planned? She was curious. About some of it, at least.]

If you don't your coat is forfeit. Remember that and we'll be golden.

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