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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--
--
--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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"Green's fine, Law. Thanks." He refrains from commenting about how delicate green tea was, and how it required a gentle touch. Law was a doctor, above all else. He probably knew how to make a good pot of tea.
He pulled away from Luke in a fit of stubbornness; he'd make it that far on his own. The ER couldn't have been far... he takes a few steps, periodically glancing at the ground for any obstacles like rocks or other irregularities, before the vertigo catches him again.
A hand reaches out for a nearby tree to use as a support. He didn't want to meet the dirt for a second time that day.
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Luke lets Lupin go, and gives Law a worried look as Lupin stumbles. This was pretty bad, like a bad case of hyperspace bends. He shook his head and followed the thief, ready to catch him should he fall.
"Definitely impaired motor functions. I've seen this before after long periods spent in hyperspace. It may be a problem with his inner ear messing up equilibrium"
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The expression on the man's face is thoughtful as he observes. Probably the penalty right there, but he wouldn't say that until he was certain. For the moment he would pour the tea into insulated paper cups.
"Okay. Up on the bed. Let's give your head a chance to stop spinning before I give you a physical."
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But Lupin knew what denial looked like, and knew the truth even as much as he fought against it. He reluctantly accepted Luke's assistance again when his vision hazed from the vertigo, and allowed himself to be guided over with minimal complaint.
"Thanks," He muttered as he climbed onto the bed, his irritation evident in his voice. He slumped forward once seated, and held his head in his hands as he fought to get everything under control. "God this is annoying..."
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Deflecting, whining, they weren't going to do anyone any good. Luke could feel the thief's frustration as soon as he touched the other man. This whole thing smacked of unnatural interference.
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"Alright. I know you are feeling horrible right now, and that's perfectly natural upon reviving. You should be feeling some improvement in a few hours, given rest and something to drink and eat."
And here he glances down, "You also know that revival comes with a price. Sometimes it's immediately obvious, sometimes it's not." And sometimes it's very dangerous. "I'm going to help you figure it out so it doesn't blindside you."
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He takes the advice and drinks slowly, diverting his focus from the annoyances to just focus on the warmth and crispness of the tea. It was a good blend, and the physicality of it helped to ground him enough to pay attention to Law's words. The explanation was something he had only read about in the Guide, but never paid much attention to. He was the best thief of his world--surely that would never happen to him!
It was wishful, childish thinking, and he hadn't been able to even dig up clues on escape during his time here thus far. Fujiko would have to deal with being stuck in the enclosure for even longer. The thought of it wasn't something he had ever wanted to consider.
"I know these things, Doctor. I know...and thanks. Looks like I'll owe ya one."
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Leaning up against a wall, he watched the doctor go to work.
[Action] Sorry for the late
"We're going to start with what you noticed when you woke up as far as symptoms go. More often the penalty is physical rather than anything else so we'll investigate that avenue first."
And now he is absolutely sure it is a physical price. It becomes more and more obvious as Lupin's in front of him.
[Action] It's cool :)
"The first thing I noticed was a headache, but it wasn't anything much. It was only annoying, so I ignored it and got moving. I just wanted to get back to the village, you know?
"But, it wasn't just a headache. I got very dizzy when I sat up and got to my feet, and couldn't see straight. It was almost like how it feels after losing a lot of blood--the not being able to focus, not knowing one direction from another...
"And I took a dive. I just...fell. Tripped over my own feet or something. It was wierd, but everything cleared up once I was on the ground. Now, if I move my head or if I try walking without being careful, I have those problems again. It's very wierd."
[Action] Yep
Luke strokes his chin, pondering the implications of death here. He knew there were penalties, but was this one of them? That was an unsettling thought, several months of bad vertigo...
[Action] Thanks guys ;;
Except in this case there is no debris in the inner ear canals to disrupt fluid flow. Death Penalties were idiopathic and incurable, save for John.
"There are two tests to confirm such a diagnosis," the roll test and the Dix-Hallpike test, "But based on what I've observed by watching you moving, I don't think they'll be necessary." Vertigo observed with the full range of movement. The tests would tell him nothing new.
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The sarcasm that dripped from his tone was another shield. Lupin didn't want to consider the full ramifications of Law's words despite his understanding. There were more problems associated with a disrupted sense of balance than just nausea, he knew. Motion sickness was a probable issue, among others. He glanced up from his tea, concern in his eyes.
"That...thing I was working on, Doctor. I'm not going to be able to go through with it, am I?" He sighed, hating the idea of delaying it further. "Well. Do you have any suggestions or recommendations?"
[Action] Jedi Creeper...
[Action] Jedi Creeper...
And then he smiles. Because you are not a quitter, Mister Lupin.
"As for the thing you're working on, why should you let this stop you? It only means you're going to have to be more creative how you pull it off."
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He wasn't fully convinced, but he knew that he wouldn't heed Law's advice on that front anyway. His plan was too intensive and too important for him to just leave it go for reasons that were as simple as this. His balance was a mess, but there were many other things that he could do.
Like he proved back on the Tyr's Revenge, his mind was his greatest weapon.
"I'll take the medication then, and I'll need ideas on what to do for the training. This is gonna be annoying...but at least I have my memory and my senses. This could have been a lot worse."
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Luke had been thinking about it for a while now, figuring that they could use a bit more space to work, and that Obi-Wan would probably like to have a room to meditate in that wasn't cluttered with droids and hydrospanners.
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"Not right now, no." Right now, it's asking for a tumble and broken bones if the man tries. "That is a very good idea."
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"There's not many other options, are there? Can we at least try to stick close to the Community Building? I don't want to have Fujiko be alone again."
'Again.' He had no idea how long her stay had been, but she was in Luceti for far longer than Zenigata or even Goemon when he was here. Her reaction when he entered on that cold November day was one of elated surprise and angry desperation--she was a woman of contradictions, his Fujiko, and he held no small degree of anger toward the Malnosso for breaking her so badly.
"I'll appreciate anything you can give me, Mister Law. I'll also be talking to the Vice Admiral to see what he suggests. We've been training for six months, so he knows my strengths and weaknesses pretty well. It's never a bad idea to keep all options open, though."
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He knew he and Lupin had a friendly sort of relationship, something that caused Law to blink, because the Marine having that kind of a relationship with a criminal was eyebrow raising. But then again Lupin wasn't a pirate and the Marine had a special axe to grind against pirates. To the point (and he thinks of Kairi's murder and the attempt to confiscate Jack Sparrow boat at that time by Smoker instead) where it seemed to becoming clear that pirates were always the priority, and he would even lower himself to become pirate like to exercise that grudge.
Didn't know what to think about Smoker except he was glad to keep his distance from the other man.
"I'll write you a prescription for the Lorazepam, then, and see how that helps. We'll go then from there."
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It was the blunt acceptance and the openness of their friendship that made Lupin count him as one of his inner fold, a set of conditions that was helped along by the fact that they acknowledged their differing stances on criminal activities. They had a friendly rivalry of sorts, similar to the kind that Lupin referenced back during the meeting held when all of this chaos began.
"Luke. I'm not using that sled--sorry." He wasn't, but it was a matter of politeness. He wanted to walk under his own power so long as he could, and he wasn't going to back down on that. "And thanks again, Doctor. You're gonna suggest a follow-up visit for the medication sometime soon-ish, aren't you?"
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"Alright, but the minute I see you falling, you've got two options. The first is the sled. The second? I'm going to Force-Levitate you up and down the stairs"
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"Sometime soon-ish being tomorrow in fact. I'll give you a night to rest before we get into that whole business."
Which is taking about drug side effects, how you may not drink while taking it, when to take, why he's giving you such a low dosage of it (you have to be really careful with it for long term use)... etc, etc.
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It was one thing to ask friends for help, and another to give up his independence. He had the flexibility and dexterity of a gymnast, and the wild stunts he often engaged him taught him how to safely take a fall. He would move in with Luke, but he wasn't going to accept being watched during his every waking moment.
"Where and when did you want to meet then? I...have a completely open schedule." Except for seeing his friends, which was an inevitability, and seeking out Shikamaru at some point to talk with the young ninja. Lupin didn't want him thinking too hard over what happened in the facility--and, from what he could tell, Shikamaru would be thinking too hard.
[Action] Sorry, I'm all blah with this thread, haha
[Action] No worries about it. ^^
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