needabourbon | [004] [Voice → Video]

[Voice] [The sound of his journal clicking on is subtle, so subtle that maybe you didn't realize it was even on until he begins talking. His voice more rough than usual and the pouring sound of liquid into a glass is the only ambiance.]

We checked out Goemon's place again. I think we're just assuming the worst... No. The best? That he is out of Luceti. He'll be alright but I'll miss him.

[Video] [All is quiet. Maybe you thought he shut off the journal but he didn't. The sound of glass to a table, then Jigen flips on the video feed. He's quick not to let the screen catch his face as he turns it away. In view now is a scaled replica of Cagliostro... Created entirely from bits of matchsticks. Beside the model you can see a full pack of cigarettes sitting next to a packed ashtray. His glass of bourbon is also beside an almost empty bottle. He turns the camera towards himself now—when was the last time he slept or smoked? Those dark circles look hideous.]

If anyone could bring me more matches, I'd appreciate it... [Pause.] Maybe some bourbon too.

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If you could, that'd be great. [He'll probably have a heart attack if he doesn't smoke soon. Please hurry.]

Sure thing. You still owe me that drink anyway.

[Zenigata AWAY! with a box of matches and that bottle of scotch Lupin left in his place a few days ago]

[The door is slightly ajar to let Zenigata in whenever he arrives. Jigen is seen in the same chair he's probably been sitting in for the last day or two. He's leaning close to the model and it's obvious that he's nitpicking the crap out of the details...

Are those tiny little statues made from glue mixed with old cigarette ashes...?

Probably.]

[Pops barges right on in, tossing a box of matches at Jigen and giving the other man a grin]

Pretty good stuff you got here. But...man you really gotta clean this place up.

[Jigen swiftly catches the matches. In a what seems a single motion, he's pulling a match out to light it. Bringing the flame close to an unlit cigarette between his lips. A few deep breaths of the smoke and he was finally seeming to relax in his seat.

A gentle nod to his inspector comrade.] Thanks.

[He's taking a look around now too. It might have been the first time since he started the project that he's seen the spectrum of the mess that he created.] It's worse than I thought it was. I really need to get out...

Yea, you really do. Why'd you do it? Been sick?

Another toothache? [Now he can't help but laugh...Jigen with a toothache was entirely ridiculous]

The worry of Goemon being taken had just become time-consuming for the gunman. Now that he is calm and resting, he can finally feel the effects of what he had put his body through.]

[He realizes that he hasn't really thought about any pain coming from his mouth. Except... now he is. The beginnings of a cavity, maybe? Every time he thinks about it there is a slight cringe in his jaw.] It's not that bad...

Not yet, but maybe you should get it checked out, nip that in the bud, yea?

[He takes a seat, wagging the bottle of scotch]

Got any clean cups?

Maybe I'll get it checked. Not until after this drink though.

[He takes a glance around. He'd used most of his glasses for what was left of his bourbon. After he gets up and checks in a drawer, he finds a few clean ones and brings them to the table.]

Best do it, you know the consequences.

Now, lets have a drink. [He pours...and offers a toast]

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