greatinspector | Case File 3 [Voice/Action]

Inspector Zenigata is not having a good day. Not at all. He'd woken up out by the lake, face down with nothing but his hat, journal and ubiquitous, albeit shredded New Feather pants. The white clothing was torn to strips of cloth, bits of torn fiber strewn around the middle-aged cop. Worse, he had no real memory of the last few weeks save blinding pain, a deep-seeded sense of rage, and a horrific thirst. That...and for whatever reason his normally dark hair was a shade of creamy white. He sits upright, growling slightly and picking up his journal, speaking into the mic.

"Uh...anyone out there? Looks...like I got picked up."

Groggily, the Inspector takes his feet, wobbly looking around to get his bearings. Each step he takes is labored, and his stamina seems all but spent after a mere ten paces. He falls flat on his face with the eleventh, struggling to rise. After a few long moments, he is able to sit up, and poke his nose into the journal again.

"I...uh...could really use some help. I...dunno if I can make it back to town alone."

Nope, definitely not the Inspector's best day.

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H-holy FUCK!?

[Whipping out the Walther is instinctive, though he only aims and doesn't really think of shooting...unless Pops turnes out to be a Rabid Yeti.

Yetis can catch rabies, right?]

Pops--POPS! Calm the hell down! [No laughter anymore, just disbelief and panic. Zenigata was a fearsome physical opponent under normal circumstances. This was likely doubly true with him in this state.] The bullets in this gun aren't meant for you; I don't want to have to shoot. So, seriously? Simmer down!

[Yeti-gata looks down the gun barrel, the cold fury of winter twinkling in it's eyes. and then...it blinks, and starts scratching it's fuzzy head...a goofy, confused grin on it's face]

Uh....whats going on here Lupin? Why are you pointing a gun at me?

Oh, thank GOD you're not rabid!

[He holsters the semiautomatic, shoulders visibly relaxing in his relief. A breath he didn't realize he'd been holding was released with a sigh.

One of those callused, dextrous hands comes up to pat Zenigata on a furry shoulder as Lupin attempted to reassure them both that it was plenty real.]

So...Pops? You doing better? You...look like you need a shave.

[Goemon had looked aside when Lupin burst into a fit of laughter, his brow knitting, yet a poorly-concealed half-grin tugging at the corners of his lips. Dammit. He had been on the verge of smacking the back of the other man's head to silence him when, all at once, a bellowing roar had blasted from the living room and had done just as well. Bristling, he had fallen into an iaidoka's crouch in an instant, stunned and barely comprehending the situation albeit prepared to strike with the flat of his blade. But it seemed it wasn't necessary... for the inspector snapped to his senses and blinked at them both, entirely clueless. The samurai's shoulders lowered slowly and he offered Lupin a bemused look. Rest assured, he will remain alert; while the inspector seemed fine for now, Goemon knew he would be a fool to ignore the twinges of his instincts.]

[Zenigata looks from Lupin to Goemon, back to Lupin, then finally settles his gaze on his own hands. The white fur causes him to jump, quite literally several feet into the air.]

W-w-w-w-whAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTT? [His voice starts out as a grumble, then gradually rises in pitch]

What did those BASTARDS do to me? Why am I all WHITE?! DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN! [The inspector starts jumping up and down, causing the entire house to shake...and if he had a hat...it would have been quite crushed...]

[Lupin...is just going to leave now, unable to explain or handle Zenigata's confusion at the moment. But, don't worry; he's a nice man.

He returns with the thermos he left in the kitchen.

Offering it up, he offers no other comfort. How do you comfort a Yeti, and your rival, anyway?]

Here's the coffee I promised. It's still kinda warm.

[Goemon instinctively tenses - his eyes bugging out as the house rocks with the inspector's mad thrashing - and for an instant, he finds himself contemplating the likelihood of the floor above collapsing over their heads. Jesus Buddha Christ.]

Calm down. [He answers stiffly.] ...We were hoping you would be able to tell us what you remember. [So much for that; oh well.]

Edited 2012-01-26 22:08 (UTC)

[Zenigata accepts the coffee thermos, and thankfully stops jumping before he gets cut by an angry samurai.]

Uhh...thanks. [Pouring a cup...] Ehh, Goemon, I don't really remember a whole lot. Some needles, a whole lotta funny lights, and a couple of them weird lookin' robots.

[He takes a sip...and suddenly the white fur begins to recede. After a minute or so, Yetigata is no more, replaced by a nearly naked Zenigata...]

Wha?!?!

...

[For once, the master thief has no words.]

...

all things considered, that sounds fairly normal, Pops. So...what are you? A Were-yeti now?

[Blinking, Goemon figured it was best not to think too hard on a name for what Zenigata had actually become; he could only hope the effects were very much temporary. Shuffling away from the living room, he headed upstairs, poked through one of the closets for a spare blanket, and handed it to Zenigata upon his return. You would best make yourself decent, his expression seemed to say.]

[Zenigata accepts the blanket, covering his unmentionables with a sheepish look. He turns to Lupin, and just kind of stares]

What do ya mean by that?

People generally seem confused after they've been 'napped? Our benefactors are known to use droids anyway, so it doesn't sound that out there.

...Look at it like this: at least you're not blind, a little kid, a lady, or two inches tall.

I meant by this Yeti business, ya jerk. I've been around enough kidnapped guys to know I should be feeling confused. But...yeti? Where's a yeti?

...Lupin was referring to you. [A grave pause, allowing the words to sink in.] When you awoke just now, you were not yourself. It was indeed as if a wild animal had emerged from within you.

WHAT?! I AM A YETI?!

[Malnosso...you have just created a monster...]

[Gracefully plugging his ears and rolling his eyss, Lupin fights the urge to whack the old inspector on the head with the nearest object..like Zantetsuken.]

Correction: You were a Yeti. [sigh.] Then you drank the coffee there, and you were normal and naked. So, maybe you're a were-Yeti?

Whatever the case may be... [Goemon cut in warily, dismissing the technicalities.] What we saw may very well occur again.

That...is ridiculous. You sure of what you guys saw? a...were-Yeti?

Pops....have we ever lied to you?

[--oh, wait.]

[He's got NOTHING to say to that. He just facepalms...]

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