thievinggentleman replied to your post “�� // Pops' turn!!”
Like a fly on the wall, Lupin the Third watched the treasure room persistently, peering through the vent in the upper corner of the room. He waited, gauging the exact moment he'd make his move. What he didn't expect was for Pops to touch the treasure with his bare hands! Crap! The vent went flying as Lupin kicked it in, swinging into the room and landing on his feet, bending at the knees. "Pops!?"
Zenigata spun, oddly light on his toes, eyes zeroing in on the thief entering the room. “Lupin!” he shouted, the words coming as more of a hiss than a roar. His vertically slit pupils focused on him rather intensely, and he fumbled with his jacket to get his... claws? on his handcuffs. “I fee-ound you! What the hell did you dyo to me?”