[That was a familiar voice, one that he would never admit that he missed over the better part of the last month. Life in Luceti had been normal--there was a Shift.
Smirking, he sets down his book (Gone with the Wind--he's feeling sappy), and wanders over to his neighbor's apartment with a silent, unconsciously unevens step. Lingering effect of the Shift; having the memories of five years with a cybernetic leg that has minimal tactile sensation would do that to you too, even if the memories were a lie.
He lets himself in, leans on the jamb, and laughs. Even sans jacket, he's still Lupin III.]
So my Jigen-chan's a little Kitty-chan now, huh? Does the kitty need a warm bowl of milk? Tuna?
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Smirking, he sets down his book (Gone with the Wind--he's feeling sappy), and wanders over to his neighbor's apartment with a silent, unconsciously unevens step. Lingering effect of the Shift; having the memories of five years with a cybernetic leg that has minimal tactile sensation would do that to you too, even if the memories were a lie.
He lets himself in, leans on the jamb, and laughs. Even sans jacket, he's still Lupin III.]
So my Jigen-chan's a little Kitty-chan now, huh? Does the kitty need a warm bowl of milk? Tuna?