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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Draft - 4am

[redjacketthief]

[...how was he supposed to take a hug?]

I'll be fine on this end. Something always happens on this side during a draft. Last winter it was a blizzard. June...was the rainstorm, and our infiltration op.

[He was blustering, he knew. He was agitated and tired and didn't want his friends to be hurt. After June, he didn't trust the Malnosso for anything. They promised an ultimatum...

It was a healthy dose of paranoia, one that was shared throughout the village if people started talking about the subject. It would always tinge his actions in Luceti as long as they had no say in their own fate.

He sighed, and returned the hug.]

I'll manage on my end even if your shields go down. Don't worry about everyone else, and don't be a hero. Just take care of yourself.

Re: Draft - 4am

[spohkh]

[Spock nods and steps back once more...]


Very well, I will adhere to your advice.

[Spock turns towards the door... pack in hand. Before he leaves he looks back and with a hand to his neck..]

Keep busy Sa-kai.... and, Ka'adith correct? I shall return.

Draft - 4am

[redjacketthief]

[Lupin nodded silently--but not without one last gesture.

He offered the classic salute, the one he remembered from the television series. It had a name, he knew. He just didn't remember]

Peace and long life to you...right?

Re: Draft - 4am

[spohkh]

[Spock almost full on smiled for that gesture and returned it.]

Peace and long life to you Sa-kai, until next we meet.

[And with that, Spock walked away, closing the door behind him.]