greatinspector | Case File 5 [Action/Voice] This is my Boomshack

[Early in the morning on the 23rd, Zenigata walks outside and into the forest clearing he's been working in for the last few months. The old cop had been carefully constructing a controlled environment for Lupin III to work, as well as a potential shelter for himself should something occur to his own apartment.

Lupin had given him plans, and Pops had followed to the best of his ability, which wasn't inconsiderable. His uncle had taught him how to do most carpentry things, and through his own ingenuity and skill with his hands he'd figured out the rest. Growing up in Post-War Japan had its benefits after all. Men were handy, because if you weren't and something went wrong then you were going to have to spend money that you didn't have to have it repaired. With what he'd had in Luceti, he'd managed to get a workable shack built with some windows,and it was wired for some basic functions, but would need a generator. Instead, some lanterns hung around, which would hopefully provide enough light.

The last thing he had to do was install working locks, which took only a few moments. Pops turned and wiped his hands satisfactorily before pulling out his journal and sending out a broadcast filtered to Lupin,Fujiko, Jigen, and the only person who'd actively helped him work on it, Adele LeBlanc. ]

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Ok folks, the Boomshack is officially finished. If you guys wanna come down, I'll give you keys so it can be used for...whatever really. Adele, I'd like to thank you for your help a few months back. I owe you a drink, so c'mon down here and get it whenever you feel like.

[Then Zenigata makes a generic broadcast to the entire village]

Alright everybody, this is Inspector Zenigata Koichi. I wanna apologize for all the racket around Community House 5 lately, I've been finishing up a project but I'm done now. Everything's fine, no problems. And hopefully with my job done, Lupin's more destructive urges can be curved and the community can be a bit safer.

All this work has got me thinking about my childhood. Is there anyone from Japan that grew up after the war? Y'know, the Second World War? I'd like ta know if that happened in any other worlds, and if it did, what was it like? If you aren't from Japan, then...can you tell me what your childhood was like? I'm just curious, gettin' a bit nostalgic in my old age. Lookin' back on it all, I'm wonderin' if I had an abnormal childhood, or a relatively normal one?

[Obviously Pops is asking because he's thinking back to life as a kid. He's worried that he's just accepting Luceti a bit to easy, and...for some reason thinks that his upbringing had made him just deal with the situation the wrong way.]

[Finally Pops sends off another message, this one [Filtered to Moro]

Moro, if you are still around, I wanna speak to you. If you're busy, thats OK.

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[Ami's always willing to contribute, but she has little to say directly.]

I was born in Japan, but the war was sixty years ago for me. Is there something I can do to help still?

It was no trouble, Inspector. The work was productive, something to focus on when I was feeling less than certain about a great deal of things in the village.

I'm just curious. The war did happen in your world then? You...sound a bit young to really remember the worst of the rebuilding parts, but tell me a bit about your childhood. I'm just feeling nostalgic, thats all.

[Endulge an old man?]

[Tiredly:]

Thanks, Pops...

Sorry I wasn't able to be more help. Just, you know. [Life's been more than a little insane for him over the last several weeks. Shift, Mission, and now he had his own game in play.]

Sure, well you earned a drink. Also if ya ever need anything done, handy-man related you just gotta ask. I may be old, but I'm full of surprises.

I was born forty years after it ended, so I don't really know much about it except from history class and the museum.

Whatever ya bastard. I needed a project, this was an excuse. Come get your key. Else I'll give Fujiko two of them. Then you'll really be up shit creek.

Yea, I got that much young lady. Though, in my world we were still rebuilding parts of the country until maybe fifteen years ago. Its been about fifty years for me.

Of that I have no doubt.

[She chuckles, considering her limited schedule. A drink now would not be so terrible.] Hm. I may have to ask your opinion of something when I get there, if you do not mind offering your expertise.

Sure thing, Doctor. I'll be here.

But I'm all ready up shit creek Pops~ [whine whine. Does he really need to tell you why?]

I'm coming, I'm coming. Man, how many times do I owe you just here in Luceti now? Gotta start fixing this!

Then I will see you momentarily.

[It wasn't that far of a walk, even if she took it at a leisurely pace. Soon enough she was standing just outside the building she had a small hand in constructing. Zenigata did fine work, that was beyond questioning.]

Inspector?

You're always up shit creek with that woman, Lupin. I don't know how you two haven't killed each other yet. I'll be here.

And...yea, you do owe me. We can settle up later.

[Zenigata patiently waits outside, sitting on a small workbench]

Hey Doctor. Been a while. How's it goin'? Feelin' less hung over and cranky?

Much better- and I have not been drinking to excess recently.

[She smiles and walks over, settling next to him on the bench.]

I trust that you have been well? Not overworking yourself seeing to this building's completion?

That we will!

[No more complaints. He hasn't replenished his supply of liquor to offer, but he brings himself. Only a few days after the mission he's still a little battered, between near Kraken mauling and a sprained AC on his right side. Thanks to Nami's skills, he would only be slinged for a week or so if he was able to contain himself. After the Shift and the Mission? He was longing for little more than a snowcone machine and a six pack of Newcastle.

Dopey as it was, he wanted snowcones and reruns of the A-Team, possibly with the greasiest pizza New York had to offer. He'd get there. Eventually.

The green jacket was thankfully recovered after the mission, and was currently slung over his shoulders. He just didn't care anymore.]

Oi! Pops! That's pretty nice work you've done here.

Me? Yea, no. If I'd really been overworking myself, I'd have finished it in a week. I'm fine, just kinda been taking things a bit slow. It's not like Lupin's been blowing stuff up lately, what with thinkin' he's some sort of Jedi and then being off on a mission.

[The man shakes his head, taking off his hat and smoothing out his well-groomed black hair]

That guy, and Fujiko too. I swear.

[The old cop is waiting, sitting down on the wooden steps into the shack, his trenchcoat draped over one of the railings and his hat resting on his lap. His expression is fairly neutral, he's glad to see his rival made it back from the mission alive, but he's not pleased to see the injuries.

It was kind of weird seeing the thief with a war-wound, but after the events that had occurred earlier in the month, Zenigata had high hopes for Lupin maybe making some sort of moral turnaround. He'd certainly prayed enough for it.]

Yep. Just like my uncle taught me as a kid. What happened to you? Catch a spear?

The same mission I was on. It...started calm enough. [She shrugs. Rubs the top of her left leg, remembering that shard of wood and her momentary panic.]

They give you much to worry about? [Something at the core of her twists at the thought. Something like jealousy, mostly like regret. Shame. Something done that cannot be undone.]

Not quite. [beat.] Met an angry Kraken and got thrown into a wall. Twice. [He chuckles at this.] It was insane, but not as bad as Cagliostro.

[He has his scars, Pops. At least this one wouldn't leave any to remind him of the craziness. He just had a couple of new friends, extra ammo, and a better understanding of the world they were in.]

Yea? How'd it go? And what happened to your leg?

[Zenigata shrugs]

Lupin and Fujiko giving me things to worry about? Yea, always. Lupin gets himself into no good situations, and Fujiko gets jealous and starts shooting. Or crying, or flipping out at Jigen, or...trying to go hang-gliding in a thunderstorm.

[He WISHES he was making that up]

I know I shouldn't be looking out for them, but I can't help it. They're such morons sometimes.

You...fighting a Kraken? Aren't you afraid of octopus and squid?

[Zenigata's tone is amused, remembering the first time he'd discovered that particular weakness]

Man, that must have been something to see. A big, angry squid smacking you around. You kill it?

I couldn't do anything-- my shots were nothing and it smacked me around, remember? [He frowned muscles tensing at the very memory of it. It wasn't one he wanted to think about anytime soon.] Law was the one who smacked it around and probably killed it. Probably.

Hard to say with something that big.

A small shrapnel wound, easily treated. It went...well. Till the Third Party. And the Kracken. But we made it home intact, more or less, so. [She lifts a shoulder.]

...Hang gliding. Into a thunderstorm? That is. I do not think I know of a phrase to express how utterly insane that is. [A soft derisive snort, a shake of her head. 'Batshit' didn't quite cover how terribly mad that woman must be.] Someone must watch over them. It may as well be you, yes?

A new museum was built about twelve years ago at one of the bombing sites.

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