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Intro the First

Well now, this whole teleporting thing isn't too bad. If only they could control it they'd make a fortune. Well, not really since "they" apparently don't believe in money. I've never heard of such a thing. So backwards. The idea that "they" could be more enlightented beyond the needs of money is just plain ludicrous. Oh well! They don't know what they're missing.

I haven't gotten to explore all of this place yet, so anyone wind up somewhere interesting from this? Come on! Share the juicy details please!

Oh, right. I'm Fujiko Mine if I haven't met you yet. New Feather extraordinaire. And if anyone happens to know of a Lupin III, don't tell him I'm here.

[And anyone catching all this via audio (she's provided both options, feel free to ask her why) they can catch a few bars this being hummed in the background.]

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[Blinks, a little surprised but masking it and chalking it up to him probably being sensitive about the turtle thing and blushes slightly.]

Oh... ah all right... s-sorry. [Demurely looks down, handing over the tape and mumbles in a quiet voice.] Good luck with the... you know... think here.

And thanks for the information.

[Her sudden shyness gives him a bit of confidence, but his hands are still shaking when he takes the tape from her.] It'll be fine. Couple of days and I'll be good as new.

[He offers her another crooked smile that's meant to be reassuring.] You got friends here?

Quick healer or more of the tough guy act again? [Grins coyly and shakes her head softly at the question.]

No. If Lupin was here he'd probably have hunted me down already, he's canine like that. And no one else would call me a friend.

Little bit of both. [His grin widens before turning thoughtful.]

And yeah, you're gonna need 'em here. Traps ain't gonna get you far, but 'least you got a gun. Still won't save ya from the Mallies, though.

From what I hear though, neither would friends?

["Friends" is a hard word for Fujiko.]

No, but they'll at least be around to drag your ass home.

I'll get myself there.

[He shrugs.]

Suit yourself.

[Then starts heading for the door again, looking back over his shoulder.]

And uh, thanks for the beer.

Hey, Raphael, do you need someone to walk you over? With all your talk of kidnappings... [Shivers.]

[A faint smile]

I'll get myself there.

Okay. But if you don't find a way of letting me know you made it back all right, I'll be ever so disappointed with you~

Yeah, why? You don't even know me.

You still fell in my apartment.

Yeah. And some moron fell in my house earlier. You know what I did with him?

[He breaks into another sideways grin.]

I punched his lights out.

Oh, and you don't consider cracking your shell equivalent?

Nah, I'm sayin' just 'cause I wound up here don't mean you gotta be nice.

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It kind of does. I don't want you mentioning too much about my little... idiosynchrosies, after all. And... okay, to be perfectly honest, I've been trying to figure out a polite way to ask about the shell in the first place.

[Ah, yes. Sweet honesty. That's much better.]

Yeah? So ask. [He obviously doesn't care if you're polite or not.]

[Oh now she REALLY likes Raph. But he also just opened the floodgates.]

Are you a turtle? Half turtle? You mentioned your father being from Japan, so was he like nuclear fallout form the bombs? What about your Mom? Where you from usually? Is it like some sort of alternate Earth thing where we got invaded by aliens? You mentioned the war allows vehicles, but are there any motorcycles in this damn city? And would hang gliders attract too much attention?

[Realizes she's gone overboard and widens eyes, blushing cutely and just clamps teeth shut with a click.]

I uh... tend to be curious a lot. [Blushes more.]

[He just smiles. It's the most genuine one he's given her, too.]

It's fine. Just slow down. I ain't an alien or nothin'. Just a turtle. Close with the nuclear thing though. Was some kinda ooze. Ahhh...

Don't got a mom and my dad's from Japan, yeah, but he ain't human either.

[His smile widens into a grin.]

An' I got a motorcycle.

No way, what kind? [Bouncing on the balls of her feet with excitement. She LOVES motorcycles almost as much as guns.] I love Kawasakis myself.

Ever been to Japan? It's really beautiful in spring you know.

It's just a kit. My brother made it custom. Nothin' special. But Kawasaki. Now that's some great taste. Any kinda rice rocket that can push 200 plus is fine with me. But gonna hafta say Suzuki RGSX's what I got my eye on these days, but that's just dreamin'.

And no, never been.

Edited 2010-10-02 03:55 (UTC)

[Sparkly eyes and almost beams.] What's it run on? And you never know. The Malnosso might get bored. They brought in people's pets, they might start on machines.

So, where are you usually from?

Manhattan. And...heh.

It don't exactly run. Yet. We're still workin' out the details.

Oh! I love New York City! The Met!

Heh... should have known. [Look on the bright side Raph >> She won't steal it.]

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