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Cultivation world NPCs ([personal profile] cultivation_npc) wrote2021-01-08 06:02 pm

oom: THE CULTIVATOR JOB

The door opens, and on the other side is Jin Guangyao.

He puts his finger to his lips, opens the door wide, and lets people pass into a stone-walled passageway lit by torches in sconces.

As everybody enters, he lifts a finger in warning and points to his left -- there are guards there -- then leads the way to his right, towards a large gate in the stone wall.
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[personal profile] lupintrois 2021-01-12 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Lupin stays perfectly in character as they traverse the hallways, even if internally he's salivating. The kind of people who live here are the kind of people who get STUPID with their money, and those always have the loveliest toys to run off with. He tells himself that he's still got to leave them the bulk of the wealth, or Zenigata will be upset - gotta sacrifice to play the long game here - but it's soooo hard.
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[personal profile] lupintrois 2021-01-12 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)

"If they are such a concern, we should check them both," Lupin suggests. All the more time to waste, after all.

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[personal profile] lupintrois 2021-01-14 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah. I would be careless to reveal my sources to anyone besides your master, of course." He uses the titles Jin Guangyao gave him as answer to 'who's the head honcho that everyone's scared of around here?'. There's one in every nest of fiends.
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[personal profile] lupintrois 2021-01-15 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
It's hard not to rub his hands together inside his sleeves as he enters, casting his gaze upon the treasures of the Jin clan. Instead, he acts thoughtful as he moves from one to another, inspecting them, occasionally pestering the guards with questions about how many of a specific item are here and how many of them were here before yesterday, and who else has been in here. All them are calm and polite, but with a note of ice behind them.

And every so often, when they aren't looking, he palms one or two little trinkets. Just for fun.
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[personal profile] lupintrois 2021-01-16 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
Lupin makes a noncommittal noise. The next time he passes by, one of the cups vanishes. Man, with such huge sleeves, it's a thief's paradise in here.

"All right, we've inventoried the trivial items," he says, a bit haughty. "Now we must check on the most precious items. The thief likely won't find them unless he has highly confidential information, but he may have an ally on the inside."
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[personal profile] lupintrois 2021-01-16 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, he could totally fit that thing down his pants and still be able to mince about afterwards, but he's saving it for something fancier. "Not this cheap nonsense!" he snaps, somehow managing serene calmness and Karen-esque irritation at the same time. "An expert thief would not waste his time just on gold-leafed trinkets. Think! What is something a thief with endless ambitions would take, something that cannot be found or made anywhere else?"

He asks as if it's a rhetorical question to test the guard's intelligence.
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[personal profile] lupintrois 2021-01-17 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)

Oh, come to A-die," Lupin thinks as he surveys the item. He gives a firm nod and then whirls, pointing at the door. "Come! We must inspect the perimeter! Move!"

Once they're all turned away the cups also vanish into the various compartments and hidden pockets that Lupin's worked into the robe, with the monkey one fitting nicely under his hat.

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[personal profile] lupintrois 2021-01-17 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)

It's a calculated move - the guards are searching frantically for something they won't find, diverted from the specific place he knows Zenigata will be. It's so fun, ruffling their feathers, moving among them like a shark through fish and watching them scatter. Adorable, really.

By the time he's through putting them through their paces, his robe will be so full of contraband that he'll almost clank when he walks.

"You've done well. All seems to be in order. I will be reporting your hard work to our master when I return." He gives one final, enigmatic smile, and then turns to walk out the gates.