Arsene Lupin III (
redjacketthief) wrote2012-01-17 01:06 pm
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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.]
Voice:
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.]
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.]
Voice:
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.]
[action]
I'm just fine, though I might regret this tomorrow morning!
[action]
Then contact me tomorrow morning, or another medical professional. I'm certain something could be done.
[action]
[It might be a good idea--it wasn't often he saw actual doctors anyway, being a thief and all. Going to any medical facility was an easy way to get caught, and even going in them was enough to make him antsy at the worst of times. Even if there was something that came up, it wasn't like it would stop him. Not even gunshot wounds could stop him, if he was determined enough.
With the fire abating under the heavy white coat expelled from the extinguisher, Lupin looks over at her.] Hey. Uh...just wanted to say, thanks.
[action]
Why Dellie? Or Dellie-chan, is Adele too formal? [She takes a slow drag, brow quirked at Lupin before waving off his apology. This was an extension of her usual services. She'd changed a client's tire once, driven another home; and nicknames aside she didn't mind Lupin's eccentricities in the slightest. Helping criminals that couldn't go to hospitals with whatever they could ask of her was familiar and somewhat comforting. Besides, she'd given her word, hadn't she? ] Think nothing of it.
[action]
[The canister is tossed aside and into the hallway, no longer needed with the fire fully subdued. He rolls up his sleeves with a little smile; it was time to dig through the mess and see what could be salvaged!]
Most of my friends are Japanese, or have taken a Japanese alias. I've also been spending a lot of time there lately, so its kind of become a habit. The '-chan' part, anyway. Otherwise...why not?
[He kicks over a blackened piece of wood that used to be his work table, and frowns at the remains of his work. There was nothing left of that to salvage.]
[action]
I take it you will be attempting this again once you've all the requisite supplies? Might I suggest...not smoking until everything is cleared away.
[action]
[He kicks more wreckage aside]
Ginia's gonna talk to Giles and that other guy, Helios she said, into helping me build one. Even if they don't, I may as well just build one anyway. That'll be taking up my plans for a while.
[He glances over, and notices her discomfort. He'd seen that look on ocassion, but couldn't say that he'd felt it himself.
It wasn't good.]
...You okay?
[action]
...
[Adele stubs out her cigarette early and steps back from the wall, feeling her pulse start to race. Down. She had to get down.] I. Am not well. I need to- just. Excuse me.
[She turns and all but bolts for the stairwell, every flight she takes only adding to the visceral terror locking up her body.]
[action]
...
Shit.
Adele!
[Lupin takes off after her, leaping down the stairs to save time and pick up speed. His own heart is racing from the adrenaline and the thrill that comes from The Chase, even if this time he's the one doing the chasing.
He spots her, and dives toward her.]
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Adele? [He places his hands on her shoulders gently but firmly.] You want to enlighten the audience as to what's up now?
[action]
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[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?
[action]
[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.]
[action]
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?
[action]
[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.
[action]
Okay, let's go.
[He guides her down the stairwell carefully, keeping true to his own personal vow of being a gentleman. Besides, it was no fun to flirt with girls who weren't feeling well!]
[action]
I-I apologize. For that. I-
Thank you Lupin.
[action]
He claps her on the shoulder and smiles at the gratitude.]
And you don't need to thank me. I was just being a nice guy.
[action]
You can be a nice man Lupin. And that does warrant thanks.
[action]
He withdraws his hand at Adeles reflexive reaction. There was something there...and it wasn't his business.]
...You're welcome then, Adele.
[action]
Do try not to set yourself on fire in the interim, yes?\
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Take care, Adele, and call if you have problems.
[action]
Take care yourself Lupin, and yes. I shall call if I'm ever in need. [With one last dip of her head and wave she walks back to the house, with every intent on locking herself in her room and huddling in bed until the last of the panic passed.]