Arsene Lupin III (
redjacketthief) wrote2013-01-07 12:14 am
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13th Turn [Action/Written]
[It was cold.
That was his first thought when he woke up in the woods surrounding the Barracks, literally sprawled out in the trees. The cold air bit into his bare hands, stung his ears and his cheeks, and made him miss the summery heat and exotic beaches that were starting to disappear back into his subconscious. This wasn’t the tropics; this was Luceti.
Sleep never looked more welcoming.
It was only when Lupin started to move that he noticed that something important in the world was terribly off. The branches were too big—and where was his coat? The coat was important, and he didn't care about what the Malnosso thought...
He stared at his hand, dumbfounded, when he caught sight of it. Seconds later he yelped in sheer shock and tumbled from the tree and into the snow.

...someone was going to pay for this own.
Chirping and chattering in irritation, Lupin pulled himself from the snow. Anyone care to give a monkey a hand?]
[Later that evening, after he has been returned to his apartment with both himself and his journal intact, Lupin scrawled out a message for the village at large:]
[Written]
Lucky you, Luceti. Looks like I’m not gone yet.
What's the date? I thought they were going to let me spend the winter in Rio, so I wasn't expecting snow.
Did I miss anything?
-Lupin III
[He snaps the book shut at this. Goddamn he needed a drink. And a smoke. Not that he was going to get either soon--because he was a good monkey, and good monkeys don't smoke.]
((ooc:: Lupin here has been turned into a capuchin monkey for a week. Replies will come from
monkey_punch_d . Thank you
That was his first thought when he woke up in the woods surrounding the Barracks, literally sprawled out in the trees. The cold air bit into his bare hands, stung his ears and his cheeks, and made him miss the summery heat and exotic beaches that were starting to disappear back into his subconscious. This wasn’t the tropics; this was Luceti.
Sleep never looked more welcoming.
It was only when Lupin started to move that he noticed that something important in the world was terribly off. The branches were too big—and where was his coat? The coat was important, and he didn't care about what the Malnosso thought...
He stared at his hand, dumbfounded, when he caught sight of it. Seconds later he yelped in sheer shock and tumbled from the tree and into the snow.
...someone was going to pay for this own.
Chirping and chattering in irritation, Lupin pulled himself from the snow. Anyone care to give a monkey a hand?]
[Later that evening, after he has been returned to his apartment with both himself and his journal intact, Lupin scrawled out a message for the village at large:]
[Written]
Lucky you, Luceti. Looks like I’m not gone yet.
What's the date? I thought they were going to let me spend the winter in Rio, so I wasn't expecting snow.
Did I miss anything?
-Lupin III
[He snaps the book shut at this. Goddamn he needed a drink. And a smoke. Not that he was going to get either soon--because he was a good monkey, and good monkeys don't smoke.]
((ooc:: Lupin here has been turned into a capuchin monkey for a week. Replies will come from
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There were these elf things that made me sing to other people, but for behaving myself I got some nice new equipment. You really missed out.
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elves? I would rather do more missions than deal that. nice work on the equipment. Care to let me take a look sometime?
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[It will never be easy for Lupin. Ever.]
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Look, not use. I have my own laptop, but your equipment is on a different level. it's academic.
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Academic, huh? What do you think you'll need a computer for? This one seems pretty powerful by modern Earth standards.
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For my personal projects. Also movies, if there are any in the library. I have a projector too.
now you're teasing me about your tech!
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[She's just going to swivel her journal after a moment so that Lupin can see her computer. It has a high end, flat-screen monitor. The keyboard and mouse look expensive as well, and she's already hooked it up with her other two monitors. All of them are showing separate things. The tower itself is on the floor. It's like a high-end modern computer.]
So, what do you think?
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It was a complete hacker's playground, from the little that he saw. Though he was no technophile himself, he had done enough hacking to appreciate her set up. If a monkey was capable of whistling the way he wanted, he could have. Instead:]
Nice spread!
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[And she is indeed coding things...or at least writing things down.]
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[But something in her words caught his attention...]
how did you get that for a gift?
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...I'm sorry. But at least the trade was good. Guess they really were nice this year. Last year we only got slippers.
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Those bastards.
I'll get them for this.
[There were so many things that he wanted to get off of them that he couldn't even begin making a concise list.]
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Hey, why are you writing, anyways? Just not in a speaking mood?
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Yeah? Like what?
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You don't want to know.
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It was the last thing that she wanted to say if she wanted info. It reminded him of Tony Stark, aka Ton-ton, and how their two egos collide when they meet.]
No. Just for that.
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