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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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...You've quite a mess on your hands don't you?

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

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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.

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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.]

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

...

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

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

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?

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

[a pause.]

Community House five, room thirty. Sixth floor.

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.

...I smoke. A lot. A little fire's not gonna kill me.

[He frowns at her expletive.]

That doesn't sound good. Something happen?

Cigarette smoke and that which comes from a chemical fire are vastly different beasts. [She could do this. SHe- no. It was too. She scrubs her face with a hand, tells herself over and over she's on the first floor, steels herself and forces her way up the next flight of stairs.]

I am fine. I will be fine. I will be there in a moment. [As long as she didn't think about it.]

Adele. You don't have to come if it's too tricky. I can handle a little fire.

No. I said I would help. A LeBlanc keeps their word, and I am not about to break that tradition. Not over this. [This being her damned, pervasive fear. She was in a building. The building was stable. There was nothing to be afraid of. Logically she understands all of this, but something in the back of her mind remains in a gibbering panic up until she slams her eyes shut and bolts the rest of the way to the sixth floor.]

R-room thirty, you said?

Thirty, yeah. You okay over there? Cause I can handle a fire if you're not.

I am fine. [She'll be damned if she breaks her word over this. Adele pulls herself up the last few steps of the flight and cements the fact that she was on the second floor into her brain. Focus on the fire. Prevent injury. Keep her word. Then? Then she will panic. But not before. As soon as she reaches the door Adele knocks, bag on her shoulder and mask over her face]

Lupin?

Dellie!

[Spur of the moment nickname, sorry. He answers the door looking exactly like the mad scientist he was pretending to be. Face and hands are smeared with soot, hair is in moderate disarray, and pants are ripped, but the smile on his face is that of a man who finds great fun in risking life and limb.

At least his jacket is safe, though tossed carelessly on the zebra-print sofa that's sitting boldly in the center of the living room.

One look at her, however, has him turn away and laugh.]

Oh! Oh wow! You...you really went all out there, Dellie-chan!

I have found it better to be paranoid than risk my lungs. [Dellie? Dell- well it was better than Addy or Angel at any rate. Were they low- no they are as low as they can be, do not contemplate the height-]

...Dellie? [Adele shakes her head at the laughter and walks in past Lupin, and if her bag swings a little wide with the possibility of nudging Lupin she is not at all to blame. It's that...Dellie. Really?

The bag she tosses said bag onto the sofa, standing back to get a good, long look at it. She turns to quirk a brow in Lupin's direction.]

Is this what I have been missing in the clubs underneath our lovely Paris?

..Dellie-chan. [Because the suffix is so important!

He opens his mouth to snark about the clubs under Paris, but a crash from the room he's cordoned off demands his immediate attention.]

Shimata--!

[Banter can wait--his 'experiment' decided it wanted to break an outside wall.]

...I will hit you for that later. Consider yourself warned. [That crash sounded particularly ominous- She jogs after Lupin and locks up at the door. Second story, just the second story, just hang onto the doorframe and look over the chaos, ignore the windows.]

[Adele, you're not nearly as dangerous as Fujiko. You pose no threat to the man grinning madly at the inferno he accidentally created.]

This is wht you don't open windows for a fire, Dellie-chan. The air makes them bigger, wilder.

..you don't happen to have that extinguisher on you, do you?

I am more accustomed to treating the results of a fire Lupin, not the fire itself. [She scrambles back along the wall to the sofa and digs through her bag until she finds the extinguisher, running back to press it into Lupin's hands.] How on earth did this get away from you?

[He accepts it, and immediately preps the nozzel and starts hosing the inferno.]

...you ever light a cigarette in a really dusty building? You know, the kind where the dust isn't on the furniture, but in clouds?

Yeah. That happened.

Most of the worst of my burnt clients did that very thing. You are lucky to still have your eyebrows Lupin, let alone the entirety of your skin unharmed. [A beat.] You are unharmed, correct?

[You're asking a guy who met one of his partners through mutual attempts at immolation if he's hurt? Pardon him while he laughs, but that might also just be the adrenaline.]

I'm just fine, though I might regret this tomorrow morning!

[Adele quirks a brow, still somewhat skeptical but lets it alone. For the most part she's done what she's come here to do: assist in dealing with the fire. The fire is dealt with. She really should get back to her apartment before she has a panic attack.]

Then contact me tomorrow morning, or another medical professional. I'm certain something could be done.

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