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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.))
[Action]
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?"
[Action]
"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"
[Action]
"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.
[Action]
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. ^^
"Tomorrow, ten o'clock, here. I'll have your prescription all done up for you."
[Action]
"I'll be here then--we can also talk about everything else too," because he knew that Law would want to know, and would find out regardless. It was better to have the information of that nature come from a first party witness, and Law was on board with the plan from the beginning.
It was only right to share.