#kataskopeia

[eternasci]

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ 🌺┊      PEOPLE ARE PRONE TO PRY. Who could fault anyone for that? Certainly not they who oft indulged in nosiness themselves, but being the center of attention — amidst a precarious situation — didn't leave them sympathetic for those who lacked tact. In the absence of their consciousness, a bystander had plucked phone from floor in an attempt to call a lifeline.

In the time taken to lock their phone through various failures and send an emergency message to certain contacts, they roused to consciousness and lugged themselves to their campus clinic. Without the mental capacity to defeat their own lock, they bit at their nails, worried as to who would respond. Their options were bleak, after all: father, or uncle.

And surprisingly, it's the father who messages, but not Lucien. He messages Beck.

By no means is the message via text — long burnt were either agent's burners. No, it's a cipher left with the current police supervisor. Evidence, he would claim, but with his own insignia printed and pseudonym on display   ( how brazen, believed the supervisor, to put one's name on note ), Nero anticipated Beck's morbid curiosity, as he had left naught for the cops — why something now?

                                        ﹙ @kataskopeia ⎯⎯ 💖'd ﹚

[sinsolucion]

the truth is simple: he is bored out of his mind. it's the dull assignments—or the total lack thereof—that got him in a mood to complain. "you should make use of me more." wasn't it just the other day that some fledgling hotshot misfired a bullet and cost an investigation crew a week of work? he envies the guy for having the opportunity to mess up at all ... all while knowing that he wouldn't have. "i'm right here, aren't i."

      an abrupt, ambiguous ask acquired only a bewildered countenance. succumbing to brief sensory overload, eyelashes bat blankly at rising cheeks, leaving fallen jaw ajar. only when gloved hands free themselves of their spectacled self - hindrance does the man speak, eyes massaged by pad of thumb and index. knowing the workaholic, any other feasible connotations are quickly disposed of.

❝ beck... i appreciate the work you do. which is plenty, though i need not remind you. but i can't take away others' duties so easily. there are others who need their time to learn on the field, and i have my doubts you would be so willing to supervise them without taking too much control. ❞  

it was a challenge for soren himself, sometimes, but an impulse he fought against nevertheless.   ❝ and that doesn't mean training cadets, ❞  comes a hastily tacked on clarification to spare the innocent,   ❝ but giving them the opportunity to make... 'harmless' mistakes, and be appropriately reprimanded for them. ❞  

[pnthra]

only one of you is getting blessed by the god cats. one of you is going straight to call hell.

[bloodxhound]

' don't think you'll find the yeti in here. '

     ❛❛ 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓? ❜❜  Utterly unconvinced, he narrows his eyes in scrutinizing fashion as he thoroughly studies the other man.   ❛❛ What a suspicious thing t’say completely unprompted. ❜❜   Maybe his sanity has dwindled a little ( together with his good judgement ) during the search of what his superior has dubbed a potentially monumental find. To Ray, it’s nothing more but another baseless, yet to be debunked cryptid sighting. Disproving it, however, has shown to be troublesome. A wrinkly, printed photograph is retrieved from a uniform pocket, then smoothed out, held between two hands as his gaze flits from its contents to Beck. Oh, he can see it now, the similarity between what’s captured on camera and who’s sitting behind the desk. The work of pure, unadulterated desperation.  ❛❛ What were you doin’ two days ago at 9:28 p.m.? ❜❜

[lionfanged]

@kataskopeia replied to this post :

jotting down: knowledgeable about drugs, investigate firm

local murder suspect highly concerned about the people handling this case.

[bonescribes]

@kataskopeia: " cover your ears. " (or so he says as he draws his gun; for simon)

" put that bloody thing away ! " in his most commanding , and certainly not frantic , tone of voice . that's not to say simon doesn't obey , though -- his hands do , in fact , rise to cover his ears . but that also doesn't stop him from lobbing a hearty glare in beck's direction .

[legalbrats]

@kataskopeia​​ replied to this post 

what if i want to hold a grudge

“You don’t gotta!”

“But if you wanna, then you gotta hold it until you’re dead!”

[kamipyre]

' i've an appointment with that corpse over there. '

suki says she's next on the schedule! ( ft. unprompted w/ @kataskopeia )

Well that’s an interesting way of making arrangements- she wasn’t even aware that one had to make reservations with corpses…but then again, corpses are merely bodies that aren’t moving and don’t all bodies have autonomous rights? It’s almost even thought on Agent Beckett’s part to make plans ahead of time...maybe she should start following Agent Beckett’s lead. She too has to meet with the corpse and that report isn’t going to fill itself out!  “...Where’s the sign-up sheet? I’m meeting them next!”

[sinsolucion]

      ❝ that's just the nature of our work. of human nature, really. ❞   such sharp skepticism is welcomed, the corners of receiving eyes soft and warm nevertheless.    ❝ whether you mean murder or identity reassignment, nothing is permanent. doesn't mean i can't enjoy it for the time it's available. ❞  

to evade skewing control in beck's favor, soren gladly would omit his confidence in beck's steadily planted feet. whether or not he trusted their agent was irrelevant in the grand scheme of things; all he needed to do was predict actions, movements, and thought — and even the accuracy of that wasn't weighed heavily.

❝ but... i dunno. i don't think you're going anywhere any time soon. you've ties to this place, acknowledge them or not. ❞  and those intricate loose ends were soren's reason to remain. a story far too fascinating to take off from.

          "… …“ it’s uncertain whenever he’d established himself as such a dependable person. sure enough, he’s not prone to misstepping while duty-bound—but it’s not as though his flimsy loyalty is limited to LAPD interests alone. ( had he become a bit too predictable overall … ? no way ). skeptical gaze doesn’t lose sight of the other for even a moment. rendering his office door serrano-proof is the least of his problems right now.

          "don’t get too used to that.” an agent’s existence is fleeting in more ways than one. it works in his favor when trying to evade tedious game nights … but could also leave his expectant colleague stewing for good in a distant future. “wouldn’t even take a day for me to get wiped off this planet’s surface without a trace.”

[mens-reas]

@kataskopeia

stress sharpens him -- valuable in this line of work , but a flimsy bit of theory that breaks down in practice. in truth, it's an ethic that renders him intolerable; downright ugly in the worst of circumstances. he tamps down a particularly melodramatic sigh of exasperation as he watches another investigator dust down the fine bits of dirt along the doorframe. ( didn't the other investigator spend 30 minutes doing much of the same... ? ) anywho, the procedure is much like watching paint dry. he heads up to the main investigator who seems to be in charge of handling the droll affair, tightness evident in his jaw as he questions rather pointedly, " will this investigation be wrapping up any time soon ? if not i'll have to push back my client meeting . the trial is tomorrow , for - oh ! just tell your people to speed things up , would you ? "

[chimonai]

❥ what form would your daemon take?

        SERPENT. Your daemon would take the form of a serpent! Those who have serpent daemons are sly and observant people whose aim is to endure. They are mysterious and private, deeply intellectual and preferably three steps ahead of everyone else. They live in the big picture rather than day by day, and their vanity is well-deserved.

        VIPER. Your daemon would take the form of a viper! You are an intuitive and efficient individual who knows how to twist things to their favor. More so than others with serpent daemons, those with vipers are practical and aware people, capable of adapting to different situations and moving on when it suits them. They don't readily get attached to environments or people; while smooth-talking and good motivators, they prefer to work on their own, and don't truly trust anyone.

tagged by: thieved from myself ^o^  /  tagging: @kataskopeia​ >: ], @eternasci​, @clemencetaught​, @temsikfates​, @legalbrats​ ( sebby & klav ) and you ! ♡

[eternasci]

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ 🐦‍⬛┊     ❝ COME NOW. You know as well as I that our positions don't always afford us that luxury. You should be thankful that it was just me. ❞  The edges of his smirk mirror those of venomous fangs. Metal scrapes wood as he pulls upon bar stool, making himself comfortable atop its cushion with one elbow lazily slouched along the table. His knuckles caress his cheek, wrist hoisting an arrogant smile up for exhibit.

❝ It is not like this is a sensitive matter... what harm could an old friend's happenstance visit bring? ❞   Of course, saying that had the implication of mere coincidence when there was definitely none: Nero had acknowledged a pattern and found himself intrigued, opting to blend in with the many eyes that crawled down Beck's spine. Once he had developed his hypothesis for Beck's repeated presence — the bartender, whom he often made "conversation" with — Nero felt comfortable enough to lunge.

A flicked hand dismisses the oncoming mixologist, leaving the two to their lonesome.   ❝ Bored... with, perhaps, a dash of disappointment? ❞   His light chuckle manifests as only gentle exhalations from the nose.   ❝ Please. You would find some excuse to decline; it's hilarious you even jest about drinking here. This was always the only option: the element of surprise works best on you, even if you anticipate it.

Besides... it's not that dog's off day, from what I've seen. Have you been... stood up? ❞   The very hand that shooed away unrequited company makes its way to rest on his chest, eyebrows bobbing and lashes fluttering.   ❝ Stings, doesn't it? Another hound chased yours away. The good monsieur has not come in since. ❞  

                                    ﹙ @kataskopeia, from here. ﹚

[sinsolucion]

@kataskopeia is so mean to me: you're hideous.

❝ aww, thanks, beck. don't worry, i know what you really mean — don't be shy. ❞  

[pnthra]

tea time !

what tea would your muse be? (phorus edition!)

tagged by: @lovlorne it only took ten thousand years <3 tagging: uhh randomly going thru the first @'s that manifest @tempist (i saw u were tagged already do it again) @yngai @buriedabove @ardenssolis @kataskopeia @sagnaevi & you!

[bloodxhound]

        The pain is one of a kind; different from a fist against the jaw, a foot in the side or a knife in the gut. It tears through his body from the top of his shoulders down to the bottom of his calves, like a rapid fire lit on his nerves. Despite his best efforts, it wrests a grunt from behind clenched teeth, as his legs give out from under him. Once more his fall is broken, his immobilized body helped onto the blue gym mattress. As overwhelming as the pain is, it’s a five second ride, then it’s over. Wouldn’t it be great if he could withstand it somehow? It’s the first thought that forms in his spite-driven mind after his muscles relax from the shock. The second thought that occurs to him is that this guy can get fucked. Like smoldering coal, his dark eyes glint up at his superior from where he’s lying, defiance uncurbed.

          He gets onto his feet, a little slower than he did the first time, but with a stoic grace that prohibits displays of vulnerability. Never one to shrink before a challenge, self-made or not, he growls an affirmation.  “Yes. What’re you waitin’ for?”  His posture straightens, as previously asked. To give him a quicker incentive.  “You tase me ‘til I tell you to stop.”  /  @kataskopeia​, cont. from here.

[aceattorneyrp]

Underneath the readmore you will find the masterlist with various active members. The characters are divided into canons, original characters and characters from different media, and listed alphabetically within their respective segments. Multi - muse blogs are indicated with a ★. [ last updated: 08 / 02 / 24 ]

CANON ACE ATTORNEY CHARACTERS.

Apollo Justice. aptlyattorney

Athena Cykes. braveryhearted★

Bobby Fulbright. bodejustice★

Clay Terran. prosecomet

Dahlia Hawthorne. chimonai

Datz Are'bal. legalbrats★

Ema Skye. legalbrats★ / themxtleycrew★

Franziska von Karma. braveryhearted★ / edgelord-dl6★

Godot, Diego Armando. kagoshou / skytired★ / themxtleycrew★

John Marsh. legalbrats★

Jove Justice. jovestice

Klavier Gavin. legalbrats★ / ofconstellationsandsnakes★ / klavierforte

Kristoph Gavin. ofconstellationsandsnakes★

Miles Edgeworth. edgelord-dl6★ / hcthcuse★

Nahyuta Sahdmadhi. defiantroyalty

Phoenix Wright. braveryhearted★ / ofconstellationsandsnakes★ / bodejustice★ wasworthy★ / hcthcuse★

Sebastian Debeste. legalbrats★ / notxf0und★

Shi-Long Lang. cuttingcanine

Simon Blackquill. bonescribes★ / braveryhearted★ / ofconstellationsandsnakes★ bodejustice★ / twlstedfeathers

Trucy Wright. grcmarye

CANON TGAA CHARACTERS.

Barok van Zieks. hallowshaped★

Gina Lestrade. themxtleycrew★

Kazuma Asogi. howthesleeplesswander★

Klint van Zieks. hallowshaped★

Ryunosuke Naruhodo. tenacquity / paeths★

Susato Mikotoba. paeths★

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS.

Calum Reynolds. tenderpulsive

Chase Hoeks. aceofstrange

Lucien DeRosa. eternasci

Nicolas Beckett. kataskopeia

Ray Barlowe. bloodxhound

Selena Artemis Wolfsong. lcstkey

Soren Serrano. sinsolucion

Suki Nakamura. kamipyre

Xiuying Chen. lovlorne

CHARACTERS FROM OTHER MEDIA.

[ Ghost Trick ] Sissel ( cat ). temsikfates★

[ Ghost Trick ] Sissel ( fiancée ). temsikfates★

[ Ghost Trick ] Yomiel. temsikfates★

[ Hotel Dusk ] Kyle Hyde. wasworthy★

[ Silent Hill ] Heather Mason. guilt-rips★

[ Silent Hill ] James Sunderland. guilt-rips★