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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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[Acceptance was all he ever asked for in his life, even as he pushed the boundaries of legality and morality. He wanted people to accept him as he was, and take the heists for the smiles that they always left behind. All he could ever offer his friends was that same acceptance and support that he wanted. No promises anymore.

No more lies, especially to himself.]

Just take it and learn your lessons. You're in a unique position, so embrace it.

[Spock nodded...

No wonder Vulcan's strive to purge themselves of emotions, the interference served as a problem.]

Spock concedes.]

I will endevour to do so...

[Spock does make eye contact with Arsene at this point...]

Do not think that I have forgotten about you Sa-kai.. [There is amusement in Spock's eyes as he says this...]

[Spock eases himself onto the bed, wary of his injuries...]

Touche~

[The old, sly smile slid back into place after far too long. This was a familiar game to him, one that he had played many, many times in his life. It was a refined form of keep away, though he knew that he couldn't keep it up for forever.]

I didn't expect you to, really. We can talk later, maybe try another meditation. I...

[He wasn't sure. He was treading foreign ground.

Lupin offered a hand to assist Spock in settling, should he need it. Obviously there were more than physical injuries here, but they were beyond his expertise. ]

...It doesn't matter. You need sleep.

[Spock eased into the covers and sighed lightly in relief... this was the first time he had had the chance to lie down in several days.]

Meditation would be beneficial... I have not had the chance to do so since I left for the draft. And your mind is rather dynamic... I would not pass up an opportunity to learn more about it. [Spock is amused when says this... ]

This is...a most pleasing position... [Spock seems to melt into bed...]

[Meditation might even be good for him, in the long run. There was too much time, and too many differences to adapt to. As much as he loved the chaos, he needed to find an alternative. He needed to stop resisting the tides and just bob along with them for a while.

Lupin chuckled softly in amusement at the change in Spock's demeanor. It was only when on the verge of sleep that tension left the body and the truth was revealed. Lupin likewise curled underneath the covers, still thinking himself mad for allowing these circumstances to persist.]

It will be interesting to see what you find. [He couldn't say himself. Introspection was never his style. His life was always hard and fast. Only smiles were left in his wake, and that was exactly how he wanted it.

A flick of the switch turned the light off. Lupin sank into the pillows and sheets as his mind drifted to Cagliostro, and Clarisse. The comfort he found with Spock's sheer presence, both the cool physicality of it and the parts that he couldn't begin to define, baffled him. However, questioning it was too hard for both of them that night. In a few weeks they would feel more normal, Lupin figured. They could sort the details then, when the village was calmer.]

...you warm enough?

What I find in your mind has the potential to be completely illogical, and therefore also logical. [Definitely teasing now...]

[Spock had never felt this level of comfort with someone outside of family... and yes, once the repercussions of the draft had calmed down, their situation will be addressed once more. At present, it was enough to just...be.]

Indeed, this is sufficient.

[Spock rolls over on his side, a rather human thing to do in Vulcan standards. But he found that he could never sleep until he was curled up.]

...how is your level of comfort?

[Lupin barely bit back the laughter--Spock was teasing him!

Once more, in a weird way, he had fulfilled every fanboy's fantasy. He wondered how many people at home would be jealous...]

I'm fine. Not used to sleeping with people like this, but fine.

[With a half-smile...]

Indeed...

[Spock blinked a few times... he was ready to fall asleep..]

[Lupin stretched under the sheets, taking the moment to become familiar with this new person next to him, and threw the sheets over top of them.]

Guess this means we'll see each other in the morning. Wake Wilhelmina up. Have coffee...

[He was tired himself, but he would keep rambling even as he drew closer to the comforting abyss.]

[Spock already had his eyes closed and he was content to listen to Arsene while he drifted to sleep...

After only a few moments Spock's breathing evened out, but his eyes still moved under his lids...]

[Sleep took Lupin as well, heavily and deeply. The sun would rise in a few hours, and things could be dealt with...later.]

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