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Action & Video ---> And now for something *completely different*
[Hello Luceti. Enjoying the normalcy after the shift? Oh well, nothing stays normal long here. And so we have Elvis, giving a rooftop performance to put U2 to shame. Really, why the Malnosso decided to kidnap an Elvis impersonator or turn someone into one is probably not a good thing to question. Especially since the truth is far far stranger and doesn't even involve the Malnosso at all.]
[Still, if you're a fan of rock'n'roll, Elvis, Las Vegas, Elvis impersonators (because Elvis was not that short, not that light-haired, and the accent is clearly a little forced), or just impromptu rooftop jam sessions, enjoy this. Who knows, they might even take requests!]
[And otherwise, Elvis will leave the building and go about the village, wiggling hips and playing the guitar.]
[Please feel free to ask why. Just. Why.]
You ain't nothing but a hooooound dog!
CRYING all the tiiime!
You ain't nothin' but a hoooound dog!
Crying aaaaall the time!
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit, and you ain't no friend of mine!
YEAH!
Well-a, thank ya. Thank ya very much. [That accent man...]
[Still, if you're a fan of rock'n'roll, Elvis, Las Vegas, Elvis impersonators (because Elvis was not that short, not that light-haired, and the accent is clearly a little forced), or just impromptu rooftop jam sessions, enjoy this. Who knows, they might even take requests!]
[And otherwise, Elvis will leave the building and go about the village, wiggling hips and playing the guitar.]
[Please feel free to ask why. Just. Why.]
You ain't nothing but a hooooound dog!
CRYING all the tiiime!
You ain't nothin' but a hoooound dog!
Crying aaaaall the time!
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit, and you ain't no friend of mine!
YEAH!
Well-a, thank ya. Thank ya very much. [That accent man...]
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There was no hidden lust, no guile. He was just at peace, and he wanted nothing more than to pull her into his arms. Damn the shoulder, he's born worse for Fujiko.]
That the little lady's choice? It was astounding--and makes up for the candy you ate on us.
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[/Tsuns at and starts up a new song. Hard-headed Woman. This one's more to make him laugh and to show off her guitar skills.]
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Law will just be reading his book here and listening in from his spot on the couch. Smirking a little, amused at the banter.
Carry on, you two. He's not inclined to interrupt right now.]
[Action] ROFL oh man~
Lupin laughed, delighted by this. He would have clapped, but that would have to wait for now.]
Hey, Elvis. [He waited for the last of the riffs to fade before speaking, the laughter still evident in his voice.] Could I ask you a favor?
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I'm not sure I'm much into that-a sorta thing man.
[What are you up to Lupin? But she wiggles her hips a little closer.]
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[He shifts a little closer himself, just inches at a time. Best to play this carefully~]
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[Though tired and injured, he's still fast. Lupin managed to slip his arm around 'Elvis'' waist and leaned in for a kiss--mask and all.]
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I'll be-a sure to pass that along.
Got any requests for songs?
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[Because he's seen through everything, and if she doesn't sing that song then he is just going to have to go out of his way to belt out Thunderball.]
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[Eh... okay, with that she just strips out of the Elvis suit into her black bra, tights and garterbelts. Don't mind the guns there Lupin.]
I have to do this right after all.
[Enjoy a distinctly more feminine voice there Law. Nobody Does It Better]
Nobody does it better
Makes me feel sad for the rest
Nobody does it half as good as you
Baby, you're the best
I wasn't lookin' but somehow you found me
It tried to hide from your love light
But like heaven above me
The spy who loved me
Is keepin' all my secrets safe tonight
And nobody does it better
Though sometimes I wish someone could
Nobody does it quite the way you do
Why'd you have to be so good?
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[No, he doesn't mind her changing, and doesn't mind the guns. His own pair were kept in one of the drawers, along with his harness. While he couldn't wear it, he wasn't leaving it on an unattended battleground.
He smiled when Fujiko lifted her voice to the melody, nostalgic for all of their Bond marathons and slipping into the theater releases. The Spy Who Loved Me was one of his favorites among them, and Carly Simon's range was perfectly suited for Fujiko.]
...We need to get back to Cloud Nine sometime. Have a real duet. How does Last Night of the World sound?
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[She tilts her head at the request. And sings the male parts. To troll him and because his lyrics fit her better okay.]
In a place that won't let us feel
In a life where nothing seems real
I have found you
I have found you
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Babe, babe, babe, babe, babe!
[Lupin dives forward and delicately places a finger to her lips, more surprised than he knew he ought to be.]
Cloud Nine, remember? We need the stage, the lights, the microphone...
It needs to be a show!
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You are terrible, you know that?
I'm fairly certain you're the only one who wants to hear me sing Lupin. You and Nessie.
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Fujiko, you had so many compliments that night...plenty of people here would love to hear you sing!
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[She's... extremely skeptical still. Can you blame her? It takes being dead broke for her to really be willing to sing on stage after Poon, and even then she usually just assumes it's for looks. It was really fun, but there are lots of singers in Luceti.]
[Change of subject, but she'll still do it with him.]
So how are you healing? Still dizzy?
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He smiled at her question, a little weary, but figures that there's no reason to lie. They were the only link for each other to their world now, and it would be stupid to waste that.]
Not as dizzy, but still not walking straight. We both know that's gonna be there for a while. As for the other...? [He wiggles the fingers of his right hand, still tender because of the bruises that he earned from the battle in 46.] Let's just say its kind of fucked ten times to Sunday right now, but that should be better too. Eventually.
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Idiot.
[But it's a little affectionate. You know, for Fujiko.]
Here, give me a cigarette. [Holds out a hand and grabs a seat up next to him.]
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[He fishes out his pack regardless and palms it off.]
We're gonna have to go outside if we smoke. Another person's house...you know the drill.
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So I finally got my traps back up after that shift.
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Damn, she was cruel!
He slipped the pack away, for later. There was always later.]
That's good about the traps--we don't need to worry about anyone coming to steal you away then. You don't have too many up, do you? Last time I was in, it was looking like a bigger health hazard than usual.
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I could probably out maneuver Catherine Zeta Jones for laser traps now though. With my eyes closed.
Think it'd catch Sean Connery's eye~?
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