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redjacketthief) wrote2012-06-30 02:36 pm
9th Turn [Semi-accidental Video/Action]
[His head hurt.
It was the first problem that Lupin noticed when he awoke in the woods that afternoon, clad only in the pale New Feather garb that all Lucetian’s are granted upon arrival. The sun was too bright and his head hurt, but it was nothing like all of those jobs where he faced everything from bullets to nuclear materials in crystalline form. Simple pain like this was something to be dealt with at a later time, when there was a moment to think and breathe. He had something more important to check on.
Or a group of someones. The thief sat up with the limber energy of a gymnast—and regretted it. The world seemed to shift without his consent and refused to stabilize despite his willing it to do so. He gritted his teeth and pulled himself up; it was just vertigo, probably from being still for too long…
Dealing with a little light headedness was nothing like his stint Cagliostro, both the first and the second time. At least he didn’t need to worry about Fujiko laughing at him. He took one step, two, digging his fingers into the rough bark of the trees for support as he fought against his vision hazing in and out with the vertigo. It was just from being out for too long. A few more steps and he’d--
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--collapse into the earth’s embrace.
Lupin stared dumbfounded at the canopy for a breath. He burst into laughter when everything clicked into place.]
That’s right. I died.
[In the facility, with the others. Pops and Fujiko and Adele all told him that this could happen. Hell, he knew it from the outset during that midnight meeting in what should have been the Alps. It was a risk he willingly took, along with the moral implications and responsibilities. No regrets.
It just made life a great deal more complicated.
Death was cheap, however. He didn’t have to spend thousands of dollars on a satin-lined hardwood casket with white lilies piled on top for posterity. A little dizziness was an excellent trade off. Still choking back childish giggles at the absurdity of the situation, Lupin forces himself to sit up again and fight the rolling haze long enough to locate his journal. He gratefully collapsed back into the dirt once he had it in hand, and was doubly grateful when the realization struck that he was fine if he just stayed still. Any little motion sent his mind spinning, but he could think straight if he just stayed and stared up at the canopy.]
[The feed was thrown on without a glance, suddenly treating the residents of the enclosure to a blindingly bright view of the forest from below. The thief himself was not aware if the feed was audio or video—nor did he care. No filters were added, lest he risk another wave of vertigo with just the act of sitting up. It was too much of a bother, especially when the sky was so blue.
Let other people worry about that for now.]
Hey, Lu-ce-ti~ [His tone was oddly humorous and light, with his suppressed laughter hiding just behind his words.] I’m back. [And alive.]
Can anyone around here spare a smoke? Not menthol and filtered, that’s all I want. Oh, and a light.
…who wants to go fishing?
((ooc: Nothing on this post is filtered and nothing will be filtered unless other characters put them up. Work under the assumption that everything said in this post via the journals is fully readable to everyone unless it is filtered, and threadjack away if you wish.The actual act of picking Lupin up from the woods is locked to Luke Skywalker, though further action may take place around Community House 5 or the Battle Dome. For those with the lie-detect ability or something similar, you are thus warned that most things Lupin will say on non-filtered conversations is a complete lie.
With that noted, have at.))
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I'd have been terribly sad if you didn't miss me, Angel. It's much better here than the alternative.
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[She huffs a soft laugh, she remembers very vaguely. And knows for certain as to why Remy called her that, at least.]
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[Just, letting him know what company she holds him in, that she lets him call her that without complaint.]
Dellie always worked well enough.
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[Not that he was complaining; he appreciated the high regard.]
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...I actually liked Dellie.
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Now?
I wonder if I'm insane for trusting you as much as I do.
...I liked Goldie, and I like Angel. You can say what you want, but we miiiight just have to disagree.
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So long as you do not take to calling me Goldie, I am content.
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[He notes the exasperation, but ignores that along with the sting of her words. Romantic or not, something had flipped, and he wanted Adele in his life. Her lack of understanding of his dilemma was irritating to him as well, but it was unimportant in the grand scheme of things.
They were partners. They drank to it. There was that odd, twisted familial connection that existed beyond the span of worlds...it was worth something to him.]
...how's life been here while I've been gone? I see the sun came out.
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[The rest, well. Should be discussed in person. And once she knows he's relatively well and whole she means to find him and have the inevitable discussion. It'll be short, at least. Less furious than it might have been before she began her discussions with Luke.]
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[Unfortunately, Adele will have to step in line
or bribe Law to let her in once they make it to the Dome. Lupin wants to find her and talk as well, for reasons that were equal parts general concern and questioning her recent shift in outlook. Her lack of faith bothered him...but he was in no position to argue at this point.][Voice] Private
[A beat. A sigh.]
Where are you?
[Better to ask in person. It will also give her time to temper her thoughts and consider what it is she needs to ask as adverse to what it is she wants to ask.]
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[If Luke's fetching him, she has nothing to worry about. Law and his concerns were equally valid. They had more to discuss than she at the moment. She could, would, and will wait.]
And I shall visit.
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and whether I can sneak out.
...Just answer one thing for me, will you?
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[Can't stand- why would he be unable to stand? What had the Malnosso done to him? There were penalties...
Luke is fetching him. Law will examine him. He's in good hands. She takes a breath, pinches the bridge of her nose, and sighs.]
Ask away Lupin.
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[But he seriouses up.]
How are you taking all of this? You were a mess the last time we spoke.
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I'm fine. Truly. A little concerned for you and Helios and mildly irritated by the cleanup, but; I am doing well enough.
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[But enough of that. She obviously didn't want to play.]
Are you really okay? Your lack of faith was a little disturbing last week...
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I also know the extent of the Malnosso's abilities as well. In this instance the favor laid with them.
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[He wasn't going to argue that point.]
Life and death are cheap here, so it's a solid thing to bank on if you have to. And, it's more than just me working on this.
...even if you had to lie about it, showing a little faith would have been very helpful.
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Two: I'm a shit liar and you know it. It would have been worse had I attempted to do so.
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...we learned a few things that might possibly help us even the odds in the future. I'm sure someone will make an announcement later.
Can you try to have a little more faith in your friends from here on out?
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[Her voice is even. Calm. She's not repressing or restraining anything here, simply stating a quiet fact.]
You'll win or lose on your own merit. No matter what I think of you or how I say it.
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[Jokes were gone; that was the Commander slipping through.]
You'd be surprised about how much mentality can affect the tide of a battle.
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