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redjacketthief) wrote2012-01-17 01:06 pm
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.]
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[In a resigned tone. Sob, how many bizarre things this world has. Daisy wonders if, by getting used to this, might have gone a little crazier herself.
She walks back, now to deal with the smoke, showing her back to Lupin. The giant girl extends her arms to her sides, athletic body preparing for something else, but asks something first.]
What else do we have to put down the fires?
[It's not all of the magic she knows.]
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He approaches her, hovering behind her with his hands in his pockets and a sheepish smile on his face. Oh, Daisy. If only you knew...]
I've been trying water and flour, but that obviously hasn't helped much, has it? You have a few ideas?
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I have one.
[She lifts her arms, and tenses her fingers -- And for a moment, all of the smoke seems to stay too still. Then, she waves her hands towards the fire, as if directing the smoke to control it.
And it obeys.
With little oxygen to burn, the fires begin to die down as the fire suffocates itself with its' own smoke. The giant girl keeps her arms that way until the fires die down, once again thanking Valvalis and Kipinn.]
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He watches the display in disbelief, reminding himself repeatedly that whatever he sees and experiences first hand must be true. Having faith in only the possiblities that could be done by any man or woman means that the concrete must be trusted.
This was concrete.]
That--? That's pretty damn cool...
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[She keeps her hands down. She walks towards the window to pen it. After that, she waves her hands towards it, as if to shoo the smoke outside. -- Once again, obeying her.]
... It wasn't any easier for me to see it.
[Not. Easy. At. All.]
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Cool stuff. I'd be tempted to learn myself, but I don't have the patience for it.
...Thanks for the hand, Daisy.
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Once the immediate dangers are contained, she nods.]
... Be careful in the future.
[With it, she turns back. One last sight at her athletic body, unaware of Lupin's interest.]
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Again, thanks.