[004] [Voice → Video]

[needabourbon]

[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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[needabourbon]

[Another nod of understanding. It will most certainly take patience and knowledge to get by the Malnosso. Jigen knew this already but hearing Lupin say it is comforting in a way. He will slow down best he can even though his urge to cause some 'thieving chaos' is strong. Perhaps another outlet will be needed... Besides matchstick models.]

We'll really just have to keep ourselves busy then... [The idea sounds unpleasant but he isn't about to complain about more lounge time.]

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[redjacketthief]

Not saying we can't work on any leads we find, Jigen. [He already is, however slowly it may end up being.] Just saying that, since we have infinite time, why not use it?

[He had other means of keeping occupied too--stalking the Barracks (where he now was taking a few lessons), digging through the shops, brushing up on his sleight of hand tricks...

They were all so petty in comparison with his other deeds, however. His attempts at finding something else, so far, has only landed him with broken ribs and bruised pride.]

There's the Battle Dome, where you can program stuff into it and play like its a giant video game, there's various people who want to spar around here for fun...

[A soft sigh. What had their lives become?]