Movie Marathon!

[thefinaljedi]

Who: Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Arsene Lupin III, Ami Mizuno, Adele Leblanc, Leonardo, Gambit, and anyone else who has the desire to show up.
What: Star Wars Movie Marathon
When: February 21st to whenever its done
Where: Luke and Ben's place
Summary: Luke and Ben have decided to just end the constant cycle of confusion and actually WATCH the Star Wars movies. There is soda (gasp!) popcorn, canned tea, and all sorts of other movie related nonsense.
Rating: PG, same as the movies (Could get PG13? doubtful)

Comments

[redjacketthief]

Dellie--slow down. You're not an idiot, you were just screwed over on both ends of the Shift, is all. My first Shift made me an honest man for a week, if you can believe it.

[Almost ruined his plans too before he could get anywhere, but he made a few valuable allies and a friend because of it. He looks curiously at the bottle Adele is trying to hide as he sits down next to her. fighting the temptation to just reach over and grab it so he could see what it was.]

If it bugs you, don't think then. Don't talk about it, but do something. [He's not even going to comment on questionable trustworthiness a this point--he was a gentleman, but also a thief. Trust, while welcome, wasn' always expected.

...even in circumstances like these.]

[fleurdesel]

[She bites down on the inside of her cheek to keep quiet, curbing her thoughts. One thing at a time. One thought after another, and it was hard on this medication but, not entirely impossible. She takes a deep breath, then another, before offering the bottle to Lupin. Courvoisier cognac, well aged, and she knew she shouldn't give a man on pain medication liquor but it was an apology gift.]

I came across this while helping Ginia stock Cloud Nine and thought you might enjoy it. After you are finished with your medication. Or. Whenever. [An honest Lupin? She couldn't imagine him being forced to live like that for a day, let alone a week. She shudders, faintly, in sympathy.]

I. I am trying to. It's...slow. But. It is working. I think? I hope- which is something I never thought I would do again but. [Another shrug.]

[redjacketthief]

Distractions are a good thing then. Just what you need.

[Lupin accepts the cognac, studying its label as he hefts the weight of it in his hands. Cracking it open for a try was tempting, but that would ruin its shelf life. Drinking on meds was no fear for him, especially since he was on over-the-counter strength doses of a common anti-inflammatory.]

This looks like a really nice brew, which is a little surprising around here. I've found decent whiskey, bourbon, and rum, but I haven't looked too hard at the wines. Since I can't find my Gitanes, I didn't think I'd find anything too interesting.

I'll save it for a special ocassion. Thanks.

[fleurdesel]

Not too many distractions. I won't get anything done- not that there is much to do. It has been fairly quiet at the clinic during my shifts, and for that I am thankful. [She's still mortified by the grossly out of date and harmful advice she'd given Lupin. This was her one skill, the one thing she knew for certain she had value, and she'd screwed up spectacularly.]

Not that I'm taking them. The shifts. Until, well. You know. [She taps her forehead. Getting things settled up there was most important. Even if she'd come up here for Ben.] And. Erm. If you dig long enough you can find almost anything. I mean. I found pointe shoes. Took me almost four hours, but I did. Find them.

[redjacketthief]

[Yep. Still broken, even after a few days and recognizing that it was the Malnosso and nothing more. Lupin watches her carefully.]

Don't worry about it. Take your time--focus on your ballet, if it helps. You'll get your mojo back.

[fleurdesel]

It's frustrating. I'm supposed to be better than this.

[Than to make mistakes, than to let this kind of thing effect her ability to work. Perhaps a few days off might do her good, better than they have already.]

[redjacketthief]

[ Indeed you were, but Lupin isn't gonna voice this or make any judgements. Everyone had their quirks, psychologically included. He's just going to continue being cagey in the future.]

You're you. Just buck up, believe in your self. [because a screwed up doctor isn't good for anyone...]

[fleurdesel]

Well, me is supposed to not make asinine mistakes. Or be so. [she waves a hand.] Off. Others had it worse than I, and it's self pity, and I do not have the time or patience to indulge in it, but I do anyway and it- [Is. Well. Frustrating. She bites the inside of her cheek and shakes her head.] It helps no one.

[redjacketthief]

[Headpoke. Lupin, patient and nice as he is, doesn't have the patience for this kind of thing.]

Stop it, Dellie. You're just gonna make it harder on yourself.

[fleurdesel]

[Like before she blinks at the poke, staring at his hand. He was right. This wasn't the worst she'd endured. No one was at fault save the Malnosso. Nothing to be done about it, not now.]

...Why is it you poke my head? It is one of the stranger quirks I've noticed in you.

[redjacketthief]

It's just for you specifically. You've been wandering lately, and you need a point of focus. If I poke you, you focus on my hand instead of your mind.

[A sly, teasing smile curls his lips and lightens his eyes.] Though, if I really wanted you to focus on my hand, I have other ways~

[fleurdesel]

Am I to feel special that I wander enough to warrant a unique gesture, or embarrassed that my mind wanders enough to warrant...a. Unique gesture. It was less redundant in my mind. [She snorts and looks away for a moment, feeling...oddly light.]

Mm? Wait. [Head tilt.] ...what?

[redjacketthief]

[Poor woman. Something completely different was clearly off with her. Lupin just smiles, only a little patronizing.]

...What are you doing on the fifth level, anyway? You about set the stairs on fire running down the last time you came here.

[fleurdesel]

...I'm here because I said I would be. [She shrugs, tucks her knees up to her chest and wraps her arms around her legs. She was sitting. She was comfortable. She was not on the goddamn fifth floor.]

I'm. Coping. It's...not so bad. Not really. I mean. I'm in the middle of the building. It is very unlikely that I will fall from here...unless the floor gives out. But I don't think that will happen.

[redjacketthief]

[The thief's brows furrow as he puts two and two together.]

...you're on something. [It wasn't a question, but a statement.]

[fleurdesel]

Prescription, and not one that I wrote for myself. [It takes a moment for her to breathe past the initial flash of anxiety, but once it passes she's more or less centered again. As much as she could be, at least.]

Oh /facepalm icon flub there!

[redjacketthief]

[Panic attacks. Phobic. Lupin is just going to cover his face with his hand now.]

Of course you're on a perscription! [sigh.]

The key is to not thing--and meds don't help in the long run, you know. Best psychiatric treatments have counseling perscribed in tandem with pills.

[fleurdesel]

Aside from the fact that he fell off a roof in front of me, the reason I began my association with Ben is because I hoped that perhaps he could help me with my phobia. We have not made much progress, as I have yet to be able to manage any kind of meditative state, but...I am. Working on this. More than I did before, to be honest.

[redjacketthief]

[Ah, meditation. That wonderous and baneful thing to many a Western mind. Lupin nods sagely at this, fully understanding. Watching Goemon in his training and meditations for years taught him that it wasn't for everyone.]

Maybe you're doing it wrong for you. Stillness doesn't suit everyone.

[fleurdesel]

Like it does not suit you? [She chuckles and offers Lupin a smile.]

Perhaps. I am best able to clear my head in a handful of situations. When I am playing the piano, when I am dancing, and when I am in surgery. Though...there was that one thing my father taught me, when I was young. It does not work everywhere, but. It does work, and seems closer to what it is Ben wishes me to learn.

[redjacketthief]

Well, try the piano or the ballet then. Try whatever it was your dad taught you. Just do something to better yourself, since we have infinite time here.

[fleurdesel]

I have suggested both of the former to Ben and he maintains that stillness is better suited to a wide variety of situations. While I agree, it has yet to sit. Then again, we have only just started. And I am a week behind. [She sighs and shakes her head, but other than that, lets it go. No more dwelling.] So after this I shall have to speak to him about regular appointments.

[redjacketthief]

What ever floats your boat then--I'll never agree with the still method, personally.

[Not that he had right to judge or complain, seeing as he had taken an unlikely man as trainer only the night before.]

[fleurdesel]

If it will help me find the same serenity he and Luke enjoy? I am more than willing to learn.

[She quirks a brow at Lupin, but lets whatever he is thinking of be. She's poked at him enough in the past month.]