redjacketthief | 4th Turn [Action/Voice]

[Residents of Community House 5 may have noticed a flurry of activity from a furtive man in red recently, predominantly in the wee hours of the morning or in the dead of night. The sounds of haphazard bumps and thwacks may have woken them up on ocassion, and the lingering scent of gunpowder may have made them wonder what the hell was going on in that room on the sixth level of the building.

Don't worry. It's just the resident master thief, Arsene Lupin III, finally moving out of Inspector Zenigata's apartment and into his own, conducting a little mad science while in the process.

...and not everything is going as planned for him. A loud explosion bursts from room #30, breaking the peace of the wintery way. Smoke follows, billowing forth from the windows.

There's a lot of swearing in French.

More, smaller booms follow. The sound of doors slamming, bodies falling, and feet running through the corridors can be heard.

...

Sorry, Luceti. Lupin will stop trying to make smoke bombs for a while.]

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Yeah. Sorry about that. I'm just doing science here...

[A thud--something big has fallen.]

Don't worry--I have it under control. I'm a professional, you know!

...shimatta...

[The feed cuts out with more gratuitous swearing as another large something or other falls over.]

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...I don't need to drink that.

_{[don't treat him like a little kid. ]}

[He sounds like a kid, and Lupin's not in the mood. He'll get treated like a little kid.]

Okay, go drink coffee--but not here!

[There is a moment of silence, filled with what sounds like water splashing all over the room.]

...

Define 'mess.'

Disaster area it is then.

You were kind enough to help me be rid of my sofa by assisting Remy. Allow me to return the favor.

...

...

Bring whatever you have that works on combination fires. I don't trust anything around here.

I think there is a fire extinguisher under one of my cabinets...What chemicals were you using?

[She's already pulling on her coat and readying a bag for whatever she could think of that would help.]

_{[he is a kid, but he doesn't like to get treated like one.]}

Why not?

...Yeah, you really sound like a professional. What are you tryin' to do, anyway?

Because I'm busy preventing the building from exploding?

No can do. Just how bad is the damage?

[There's a crash--something big fell over.]

...

Saltpeter. Sucrose. Antomony Sulfide, for sparks. A few others.

...been working for a while. Airborn dust.

[deadpan:] Destroy Luceti.

[ ...He knows he shouldn't get his hopes up, but... ]

Ya mean you've found somethin'?

[ His voice is eager, he just can't help himself. ]

I'm missing a desk. And my spare bed's on fire.

Oh, the wall is having trouble too.

The rest of the apartment is fine though. I've kept my work contained. Mostly.

Oh--you meant right now?

Failing to make smoke bombs.

And destroying Luceti.

Stop talking to me and put out the fire. I'm sure you can get a pot and fill it with water. Or baking soda.

I will be over as soon as I can. Try to get the air circulating properly or open a window if you haven't already. [Masks, bottles of water, a bag of flour from the kitchen, the small fire extinguisher she'd found in another cabinet and she was jogging down th stairs and out the door.]

Where is it I am going Lupin?

I've been tossing water at it Ginia~

Problem was something got airborn. One spark and poof!

It's mostly under control.

...

Jigen's so gonna kill me.

Sounds like you need a boom shack.

Adele~ Opening a window is the last thing you want to do.

[a pause.]

Community House five, room thirty. Sixth floor.

I thought about doing this down by the Lake actually--borrow a room off of Goemon and all.

...

He'd kill me worse than Jigen.

...I'll get to building that boom shack. dunno why I didn't think of it myself.

For air, for you. I do not wish you to become ill due to smoke inhalation Lupin. [It wasn't too far, but it took longer than Adele would have liked to make it to the- oh hell he'd said sixth floor. Adele was on the steps of Community house five, locking up at the stairway between the fourth and the fifth. Shit.]

...Merde.

Oh, he's the one who lives in that house down there?

Let me know if you need help building. I'm handy with a hammer.

Don't sound much like you got it under control, mon ami.

...

[ He should have known it was too good to be true. ]

So what're the smoke bombs for?

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