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[Fujiko is chilling out in what people might recognize as decorated pretty much like Lupin's apartment. She's singing softly to herself and tinkering with something strange, albeit mechanical.]

They tried to draft us
But we don't wanna go
The man can't keep us down
Cuz oh yeah we know....

[She pauses and gives up on the song, focusing instead momentarily on snapping a spring into place, though this gets a quiet little "banzai!" of delight. Success; whatever it was.]

Tie em, push 'em down
The Energizer Bunny
Just keeps on runnin'
But there ain't no cure
For Luceti Winter Blues

[Cute frown and a pout.] No wait, that line's terrible... [Sighs and runs a hand through her hair, then taps her little mechanics into device, which mostly just looks extremely dangerous and flashes knifes and other cutting utensils on swinging springs before she taps it it again with a pen to make it stop and settle down.]

Writing music is really hard. "But there ain't no cure --
For Luceti's Barrier Blues??" [She just shrugs.] Someone else should do this, it's too hard. Tell Elvis I quit. Anyone want to write a protest song? I am going to stick to making earrings.

[Earrings. Yes, apparently that death trap from hell she's playing with? It's an earring. Of course it is. Who wouldn't wear such death traps on their ears right next to their head and necks... it's so shiny. And then the other "earring" goes off and just starts smoking.] Uh-oh... guess I shouldn't have borrowed Lupin's gunpowder. [She's just gonna... try to blow that out.... yeah... be back shortly; experiencing technical difficulties and all that.]

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[She is happy more or less. Or perhaps not quite happy per se but feeling secure. That there is someone to talk to even though... it should probably be her own nakama. That made more sense, didn't it? Did being off a ship really make things more tenuous? No. Marco was still close with Ace...but then Ace had so little left to hold on to.

She's so caught up in her thoughts that she nearly misses Fujiko's words]

People are how they are. [as she's not accepting as all that either]

He is in both places at the moment, though we don't know each other at home.

Oh, that's pretty convenient then.

Maybe you can meet him when it's all over. That's what I was planning with Raphael. [She just has to remember: New York City Sewers.]

Raphael?

[Where is that name familiar. Oh. Of course]

The painter or the angel?

Turtle, actually.

But he's named after the painter. Master Splinter named him and his brothers each after one of the four Renaissance artists. Donatello is still here in the village. Raphael left a long time ago.

[A turtle? That was certainly a new one. Though she supposes it's just as valid as a talking pony or lion or the myriad of other beings that find their way to Luceti]

I assume you're somewhat purpotional to each other?

[If not, she's not sure how the logistics of that would work. In her, to be honest, rather limited experience, turtles came in three sizes. Small, Banchi sized and Island sized. None of which seemed viable relationship material]

Does Thief-san know about him?

Er... mostly. Raph was about a little shorter but a lot stockier. [Holds her hands out pretty far to demonstrate. And she nods her head.] Big shell and all that.

Raphael went home about a month before Lupin came here. Wow... it's been a long time now.