greatinspector | Case File 02 [Voice/Action, Early evening]

[Zenigata has spent the better part of the last month stalking around the village, looking surly and generally pretty cranky. Anyone who tries to bother him was pretty much ignored, as the Inspector seemed somewhat absorbed in his own thoughts. Today, however, is a little bit different. He's finally over his...brooding and grumbling and seems to have flopped down outside his apartment building in the early evening. Anyone who happens by can see that he's taken a bit of booze from one of the bars, and is just kind of flopped down, staring off into the sky with a vaguely thoughtful expression. Periodically, he rambles into the journal to nobody in particular, and he seems receptive to anyone who happens to come by, offering booze to adults]

Y'know, its times like this where I wonder why I became a cop in the first place. I mean, yea, I'm good at it and all, but that doesn't make it an easy job. I work hard, every goddamn day to keep jerks and thugs off the street, and I don't get a lick of thanks from anyone. Hell, most people back home laugh at us cops, think we are all good for nothin' lardasses who like eatin' donuts and harassing people for no good reason. But here, theres...no real need for me ta be a cop. Kinda gets me thinkin' about all the stuff I coulda done with myself besides bein' the best damn cop Interpol has. Coulda been a better husband, coulda taken better care of Toshiko, and been a better grandad too. Bah...

And thats another thing. Its damn weird being one place for so long. How do you people do it? Its kinda freakin' me out, not running off after Lupin every week, and actually having...a house instead of a hotel room. I have a feeling I should start decorating or something, and having more food around than ramen and booze.

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Mn. [Solemn murmur aside, he does have some measure of doubt as to whether Lupin could really outwit the Malnosso. Who knows, though?]

[Geez, Goemon is such a downer]

Ehh, anyway.

[Nothing wrong with a bit of healthy skepticism, heh - but he can agree that Loops would be the most likely of all of them to find a way out. Goemon will acknowledge that the man certainly has a level of spontaneity and a resourceful genius that few can parallel.]

... [Is it any surprise that this fellow has not made a habit of communicating for long hours via telephone, back home? XD

Anyway, sometime you should do somethin' with me. Maybe we can go fishing or something. [Perhaps he can get the samurai to pull the stick out of his ass sometime...]

[He remains thoughtfully silent for a beat.] ...Do you have a day in mind?

[Given that he and Jigen live at a lakehouse, he has done quite a bit of fishing over the course of the late summer. (Although to the casual observer, 'fishing' may have just looked like he had fallen asleep sitting up, with a fishing rod in his hands.)] It may become too cold to fish in the latter half of this month.

Dunno, sometime this weekend before it gets chilly?

[A nod would have sufficed, but they are communicating only by voice this time around.]

Then you will find me by the Eastern Lakehouse, Saturday afternoon. I will suggest that you bring your own rod, for I do not have a spare one.

Alrighty.

[With nothing left to say, Goemon ends the conversation there, shutting the journal. See you on Saturday, Zenigata!]

Case File 02 [Voice/Action, Early evening]

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