A/N : I am very new to Lupin III so this may be
a little O.O.C. I first saw a TV special on MTV in German. Even though my German is so
rusty it is creaking and about to fall off, I fell in love with the show (and Jigen) and
vowed I'd find out more when I got back home. Unfortunately in Britain the videos
that were released were deleted long ago and the series to my knowledge has never been
shown. However, I got hold of Cagliostro and the Fuma Conspiracy which I am thrilled with!
Enjoy and please review!
Musings of a Gunman
Jigen Daisuke sat in his apartment
waiting for his friend and accomplice to arrive. He lay on his sofa, his hands behind his
head, hat low covering his eyes as usual, crooked, hand-rolled cigarette in his mouth just
protruding from his hat. He'd been sitting like this for some time, only moving
occasionally to flick cigarette ash into the already full ashtray on the floor.
hungry he thought, but moving out of lack of motivation. He didn't seem to have
much motivation these days unless he was taking part in a new caper.
wait till Lupin comes he mused.
began to be consumed in his thoughts. The familiarity of his apartment fading into
some dough and quick. I could hardly pay my dry cleaning bill the other dayWhen I've
got some money in from this next caper I'll get a new suityeah, I've been
promising myself a treat like that. Maybemaybe somethin' a bit different.
I haven't changed my style for what, 20 years? Yeah, maybe a new tailorI like
my tailormaybe a different colour. I don't knowdark
big but' loomed over his head and jostled for prime position with his perpetual
halo' of smoke.
I'd be too bright. I'd stand out. I'd end up looking like Lupin in those
jackets of his for Christ's sake! – now talk about blending in with the crowd!
happy as I am. He nodded to himself, spilling cigarette ash from his cigarette onto
spose I'm feeling a bit insecure at the moment. Our last capers have been a bit
too full of Zenigata. DamnRather him than the mob
focused back into his lounge to stub out his cigarette and light another and then went
back to his thoughts. He sighed and blew a big cloud of smoke from the corner of his
mouth. He decided to take his hat off and threw it like a frisbee onto a table on the
other side of the room. This was done seamlessly, and like his shooting, honed to
perfection. He ran his hand through his hair and relaxed again.
hungry he thought again. Even though nicotine and the other ingredients in tobacco
were supposed to suppress ones appetite, Jigen still ate by the shed load. He thought
about what was in his fridge but realised he only had a six pack of beer. At other times
he may have thought it was brilliant to only have beer in the fridge, but now he really
wasn't that sure it was wise, especially when he was starving.
growled loudly. He ignored it and took a deep drag of his cigarette.
I need more smokes as well! I need food, smokes and a suit and what haven't I got?
– money! Hmm, Lupin better have a good idea
looked at a clock at the other side of the room.
late. If anyone was late in Chicago they'd have their head blown off...
off, images of times past coming to the fore. He was suddenly brought out of his
thoughts by a knock at the door.
he thought and got up to answer the door.