redjacketthief | 11th Turn [Written/Action]

Luceti.

Two things:

1. Whoever it was that found my work shop, return the pieces that you stole before the end of the day. I’ll be in the Barracks. If you fail to comply, I will find you.

It won’t be pretty.

2. What do the rest of you think about the last Shift? Was it good or bad? How did the loss of memory affect you? Do you think it left any long-term impact for yourself, your friends, and the rest of your stay in this village?

-Also. Prism Black. You deserve to be commended for your heroism. Never forget that.

Filtered to Trafalgar Law: Unhackable

I have a problem and I’d like a second opinion on it. It’s not big, but it could become complicated.

-I’d promise coffee, but I have an unrelated problem with getting it. I’ll be in the barracks.

[True to his word, Lupin will be in the barracks all day. His encounter with Spock on Monday, combined with his activities from earlier in the week had finally caught up to him. Fatigue was inevitable. He had spent the better part of the last few days asleep, never very far from his new charge. The veritable plague of crows that had been set upon him by an angered god was an unnecessary incentive. He kept the windows shut, locked away the gnawing need for a cigarette that bit at the back of his mind, and tried to ignore the judgement he saw reflected in the eyes of his avian watchmen—but he would have stayed close to the barracks regardless of their looming (and aggravating) presence.

While the days spent between dreams and fleeting considerations over recent affairs had rejuvenated him, it didn't stop the inherent restlessness that was his constant foe—the core problem that would never entirely leave. The people who knew him would be able to identify the briskness of his step and the cool control with which he held every action and every word. He was distracted by a new project , one that was completely foreign to him, and was unwilling to divulge details until the proper time came.

The thief had returned to work, but nothing was as it seemed.]

((ooc: Thread with Spock is chronologically last.))

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We're all that we have left from home, so it was inevitable, really. I love our game, but this place makes everything change.

Thanks for the support on that. Should we have a house warming party?

Settling down are we? Well, well, isn't that a most stunning development.

Let's hope domestic life doesn't kill you though, hm? Not that I wouldn't mind seeing a bit of you that way, too.

Until then a flat party sounds lovely. I'm certain Smoker shall attend, even if he's likely to grumble about it at first.

Settling down? Us? Never! I wouldn't dare dream of submitting Fujiko to that fate!

But a flat party it is, sometime before the holidays. Maybe we could also celebrate Fujiko's birthday while we're at it. Do you mind helping me make the preparations for it?

A birthday as well?

Certainly. A woman's touch is just what every party needs! And for a woman of Fujiko's calibre, only the best shall do.

I knew I could count on you!

We should also ask that party-pony for a hand. The pink one. She'd love to help!

Ah yes, that [pen taps] thing. It's rather odd, isn't it? Undeniable that it has taste, but.

It's a pack animal.

Her name is Pinkie, and I think she's friends with Fujiko. She would want to be involved in throwing a party for a friend.

Yes, yes, very well. I'll put my personal differences with talking pink animals aside for Lady Fujiko's sake.

When exactly is this to happen?

I knew that you would pull through!

I'm thinking we should plan it for 5 November. She'll love it!

[not withstanding that he just randomly throws birthday parties for Fujiko, and that the date he was planning for was actually his birthday...]

Edited 2012-10-09 02:47 (UTC)

But of course, my dearest Lupin! How can Lady Death ever disappoint her adoring audience?

[But hey, that date. ....8| Lupin.

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Shall we not make it a joint affair?

[clever~]

Just Fujiko. She's the important one here.

[That and he's been wanting to throw a party for her since February. Life and Shifts kept getting in the way.]

You know you'll have to celebrate yours sometime. One would think you would be ever so pleased considering how, if this were the old worlds, you would not be here to celebrate its passing.

I know. [he let the pencil rest for a second.] I never celebrate mine anyway. Too close to Christmas, which is more important for us.

Oh, but come now! The 5th of November? It's a lovely holiday!

Remember, remember, the 5th of November
The Gunpowder treason and plot;
I know of no reason why the Gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes and his companions did the scheme contrive
To blow the King and Parliament all up alive.
Threescore barrels laid below, to prove old England's overthrow
But, by God's providence, him they catch
With a dark lantern, lighting a match!
A stick and a stake for King James' sake
If you won't give me one, I'll take two
The better for me and the worse for you.

[Oh, that old rhyme...He had visited England on their bonfire day a few times, and found their festivities and burning effigies to be delightfully odd. Had he a voice, he would have laughed.]

I'm French. The holiday doesn't carry the same weight for me. It is fun, I admit, but there are so many other holidays around when you claim the road as your homeland.

Oh come now, everyone wants to be British. The other countries simply haven't realised it yet.

[/killed]

I'd be more than happy to welcome you to the Isles with open arms, Lup♥n.

How about we compromise and go to Spain? Barcelona is gorgeous at this time of year!

Ooh, naughty, naughty. Asking me on a date so soon!

You know I like dangerous women!

As I can tell from your most interesting tastes. Whatever would you do should Fujiko and I ever team up?

I would wonder about what sort of game the two of you were up to.

But I would probably play along for a while. What's better than dancing with two of my favorite women in Luceti?

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