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justicereigns) wrote2018-09-11 08:41 pm
justicereigns) wrote2018-09-11 08:41 pm
Entry tags:
Appointment Post / Voicemail / All That Jazz
Smoker can't come to the journal right now because he's out not!arresting pirates so leave a message.
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Date/time & Means of contact (Writing, Voice, Video, or Action)
He'll get back to you ASAP
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Date/time & Means of contact (Writing, Voice, Video, or Action)
He'll get back to you ASAP
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
Get back here! [He roars, but of course, doesn't expect it to work. It wouldn't be as fun if Lupin did after all.]
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
[He makes a sharp turn, veering off into the woods and further away from the barracks, his mind racing over the possible causes of the smoke. He did laugh despite himself.
The world really was ironic. A guy called Smoker was a smoker of cigars and could control smoke with the same ease that Lupin had in controlling a crowd.
It was too funny.]
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
GOTCHA!
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
Smoke isn't suppose to do that!
[He slides out of the jacket as if his shoulders were made of putty instead of bone and sinew--a classic, standard trick for him.
Upon landing he pauses for just long enough to smirk at the Marine]
You're good...just not good enough!
[He jumps at Smoker, scarf held between his two hands now with the intent to distract and temporarily blind the Marine so that he can make a quick escape.]
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
Don't count on it. [Constricts the dense foggy smoke to try to find an ankle... and not a tree.]
Afternoon of the 13th [Action] 1/2
Smoke really isn't supposed to do this, you know!
[He's yelling for the sake of yelling--it makes him feel better. Even amidst the chaos, he realizes that a singular connection to a body works in tight quarters. He aims to make a painful stomp at the man--and hits more smoke.]
What the hell is this?!
Afternoon of the 13th [Action] 2/2
...You're the guy made of smoke that Pops mentioned when he picked me up, aren't you? Wow, the world really is stupidly ironic.
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
What was your first tip?
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
...I was placing money on the idea that a guy made of smoke wouldn't just be called Smoker and smoke cigars as if the world would end otherwise. That's like calling me 'Mister Thief' is if it were my given name. [He shrugs.]
And I didn't take any of your cigars. They're not my thing.
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
Tsk. I don't exactly bother with subtle. [He has no reason to.]
Re: Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
[Again with the smoke! Lupin manages to catch a tree branch on his way down, preventing an unpleasant landing. He scowls at the marine again.]
I noticed.
You know, it wouldn't hurt to learn a little of it!
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
[Dude's got a reputation as a monster, he doesn't mind.]
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
[Lupin drops down and lands easily on his feet. He straightens his posture, dusting invisible debris off of his dress shirt in an attempt at looking nonchalant.]
I think we can call it a truce then. Eh, Cap'?
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
[Tempted as he is to go another round with Captain Smoker, he's well aware of the fact that he has no way to properly fight a man who can turn to smoke.
His smile reveals what his words don't say.]
Afternoon of the 13th [Action]
They are sort of there! SHHH]Same time tomorrow then?
Don't disrupt the classes.