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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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[Funny would be best. This is what happens when you take a high flying madman and stick him in a place that is the opposite of his everything. Boredom sets in as he searches for his gear, so he starts making them...and in his boredom lets mistakes happen.]

Community House 5, room 30 on the sixth floor.

I'd hate to see what your idea of somethin' is.

[Adele manages to stagger down the sixth stairwell, turning to take the next when Lupin slams into her side, knocking her into a wall. She flails ineffectually, trying to free herself from his grip. She twists and lashes out blindly, sliding against the wall before it all catches up with her. So high, too high and she can't stand, it's too much- and she brakes down in a hiccuping, sobbing mess. She covers her mouth with a hand to muffle the sound and curls in on herself, still trying desperately to drag her body to the stairs to get down. She had to get down!]

[If Obi-Wan had gotten a lay of the building over the last few days, he'd know that the communal kitchens on every level were at the other end of the hall. Lupin himself has been running back and forth with buckets of water--it seems to be working okay, mostly.]

It's my bad--don't apologize! [He's not mad. He's just trying to contain the blaze.]

You got it, mon ami.

[Hell, he owes you one for the help with the couch anyway. It takes him a few minutes, but Gambit does find his way there with the fire extinguisher. It's not too hard to find it... just follow the smell of smoke.

Talk about letting mistakes happen.]

[He was expecting her to smack him, or yell...not break down into a tearful puddle of goo. It was his face, wasn't it? His stupid monkey face that was covered in soot.]

Adele? [He places his hands on her shoulders gently but firmly.] You want to enlighten the audience as to what's up now?

P-please I n-need- I n-need to get down. Just get me down! [Adele hiccups and sobs, going from flailing and curling to clinging, pressing her face into the sooty shoulder of Lupin's shirt. She trembles all over, hard, jerky spasms wracking up and down her petite frame as she struggles to breathe, to think, to explain. ] Please get me down- I need- Lupin p-please-

[This was a happy mistake, if only for the flurry of activity it's created for Lupin. He was never good at sitting still, biding his time. At least now he has a more than welcome distraction.

He clearly needs to get his priorities straight.

As Gambit makes his way to the community housing building, Lupin's running back and forth between the bathrooms and inferno, carting around buckets of water to at least quell the flames for a little while. He's not panicked as he's doing this. He's laughing merrily, like a madman.]

[ Tenten isn't aware of this drama, though, she'd probably be very proud that Fujiko did that anyways. If only because that makes Fujiko seem stronger and more incredibly awesome to Tenten!

Fine, fine! She'll just....keep the implications that Fujiko is the Malnosso for another time B) ]

That doesn't sound too dandy! What happened?

It involves immortal midgit madmen who's plot for world domination include cloning me, brainwashing my girlfriend, and destroying everything. Oh, and that midgit turns out to be an extremely large, disembodied brain that wants to go to space.

[He'd be grateful if he knew--he has enough on his mind as it is!]

You know that thing that happens when airborn powder catches fire?

Adele...you're getting yourself all dirty!

[It's an attempt at a joke, but that smile is calm. He lifts her chin up with a soot-blackened hand and looks her squarely in the eyes.]

I dunno what's going on, but you need to breathe and calm down. Will you trust me?

f-f-f[Adele bites on her bottom lip, eyes squeezed shut as she tries to force something around this attack. It takes a great deal of focus and more than one false start because she simply cannot breathe before even a fraction of the word trickles out. And not even the full one. But by god if Lupin didn't get her down the stairs soon she'd do her damndest to drag herself the rest of the way.] Phobic-

[Breathe and calm dow- that's all she has ever tried during these fits. Her panic melds with her frustration, leaving her an angry sobbing mess.] C-can't-

Yes. [Adele attempted a nod, anything, anything to get her down.]

[ It takes Firo a while to realize that, yes, he did hear all that correctly. ]

...What?

[In which case, Obi-Wan will immediately join him in fetching and retrieving buckets. All the while thinking how much bloody easier this would be if he could still use the Force.]

[Remember that gunman who is sleeping next door, Lupin? Yeah. He's sleeping next door while your doing your mad-science shit. Well, not sleeping anymore considering you almost brought the whole house down.]

What the hell?! [Such a common phrase among these canon-mates.]

[Also, are those chunks of wall coming off into Jigen's living area? Yes. He hates you right now, Lupin.]

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Jigen!!

[Have a soot-covered but mercifully unharmed thief grinning at you through the hole he made.]

Sorry--I was working on something!

[Don't worry about it, Obi-wan. Lupin can handle fires. He's even set a few people on fire before. He's laughing as he runs around, drowning the flames that are persistently fighting for survival.]

So..Obi. You do this kind of thing often?

[Because small talk is exactly what's needed right now.]

Would you rather I mentioned the diamonds that are actually artistically designed pieces of super-condensed plutonium?

[Have a long, dramatic sigh as Lupin slowly pieces the information together into something coherent.]

Adele, I told you that I could handle it!

[He helps her up and guides her down the stairs, firmly gripping her arm so that she doesn't flip out too hard and smack herself into a wall.]

...You're gonna need to help a guy out here and talk coherently. How far do you want to go? Where do you want to go?

[They were up, they were moving, Adele manages to stand on her own as they walk down the stairs, body still wracked with trembles and still unable to breathe properly. She manages to explain around a hiccup-] L-leBlanc's...always k-keep their word.

[And damn her for being such an idiot. She manages a swear coherently at least, every step down easing her by inches.] g-ground floor. J-just get me t-to the ground floor.

And just what sort of science are you doing?

[Mad. There's no other explanation for it, he's utterly mad.]

"Not this precise sort of thing, but yes, I suppose aiding those in crisis is my primary role in the galaxy."

[As soon as he inhales again, he remembers why he needed the rebreather, and he only barely manages to suppress the coughing fit long enough to reinsert it. He has no idea how Lupin hasn't passed out by now from the smoke.]

[ No, no, she'll hide it forever! ]

Uh, gunpowder bombs? They're a fairly recent introduction in my arsenal. I only learned about them here.

The explodey, fun kind.

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