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[wrightsideofthelaw]

@lastritesprosecution​

.....!

Phoenix jolts upright in bed, putting a hand to his chest as he tries to calm his breathing. It was a dream, then? It seemed so real, and Nahyuta...

He has to check on Nahyuta. He knows his presence might be unwelcome, but at this point he doesn’t care. Careful not to wake Miles as he slips out from under the covers, he quietly makes his way to Nahyuta’s room.

Cracking open the door just to peek in, he’s surprised to see them sitting up in bed.

“Prosecutor Sahdmadhi? Sorry, I...” he pauses in the doorway, concern written all over his face.

“This sounds silly, but... I just wanted to make sure you were doing OK.”

[rhythmortem]

@lastritesprosecution​

“Are you doing alright?” They didn’t look like they were doing too hot- which... to be fair, I couldn’t blame anyone for being distressed. After all, I was used enough to being cursed to stay moving to a rhythm, but that wasn’t really normal.

“If you’re not moving, try to sway on beat a little. It helps make it easier, a little less disorienting while you’re getting used to it.” At the very least, we weren’t far from the entrance. The effect of the curse wasn’t as strong when you were further from the lute.

[bykaruma]

@lastritesprosecution​ asked : “Whatever you need me to do so you’ll stop and rest, I’ll do it.”

Extremely Exhausted Starters Part 2

It was true he needed rest, but...

“Oh, am I really being preached to about lack of sleep by ‘Maccy Cheese’ himself? Maybe sort yourself out first.” 

Oops, he seems to be a bit grouchy. 

[rockstarprosecutor]

@lastritesprosecution

This must be the weirdest dream Klavier’s ever had. He has no idea where he is, but it has to be a dream. After all, he’d been falling asleep at his desk only a few minutes ago...

His current plan involves following a small stream; it has to lead to somewhere, right? That is, until he spots someone up ahead. A kid? He’s sure he’s never seen this child before, but something about them seems so familiar.

“Excuse me?”

He approaches slowly so as not to startle them. With any luck, he can get a few answers about this place.

“This might seem like a silly question, but can you tell me where we are?”

[hosttrick]

if you had to switch one ghost trick character and one ace attorney character who would you switch

(buries my face in my hands. my knee-jerk response was ‘switch blackquill and jowd’. i’m going with that! i’m just gonna go with that one. it would be kinda interesting...)

[spiderstaff]

@lastritesprosecution

Guess who’s going to be the best junior prosecutor ever---

[ombraventi]

lastritesprosecution replied to your post: lastritesprosecution replied to your post: ...

bold to assume i’m human

Human or no, everyone is capable of dying,

[whxrlwxnd]

@lastritesprosecution

＞　Zaveid will say one thing about this annoyingly big city - the nature is gorgeous. It’s all got a good atmosphere, even if the parks were a little too crowded for his taste(that is, having any people in them at all). 

  There’s a couple strangers, though, that are at least adding to the scenery. There’s some smaller animals bouncing around near their feet, which his - his? - cat decides to take the liberty of chasing off, running until she gets distracted by her own tail. 

  He approaches quickly after, leaning over the back of a park bench. 

     “Hey there, sweet thing,” he says. “Fancy helpin’ a guy get his bearings in a new city?”

[zeronote-blog1]

@lastritesprosecution

Now that was a fashion choice Netero could get behind. All around kind of style that was rather familiar to him, maybe one he would have worn a long time ago. It wouldn’t suit him now, of course, he had his own style at the ripe age of 115 or... Was it 116 now? Ah, it didn’t matter. He had long sense lost that elegance awhile ago, so he stuck to something that worked with him.

Or at least he thought so.

“Now why couldn’t my vice chairman dress like this instead of the ridiculous suits he chooses to wear?” Said loud enough to make himself known, but the statement was to himself. “What made you decide on this style?”

[edibledragons]

@lastritesprosecution

Spiciest hot wings in the Ward, free if you complete the challenge.

That’s what the sign read. Mika blinked at it, noting the free part but. Why? He never understood contests like this. From the smell off the shop’s window, it was potent, spicy, surprisingly made his eyes water from over here. That’s what happens when you get the strongest nose available.

Then came the fine print: required, at most four people to at least 2 people to complete the challenge in an hour.

Oh well... He didn’t have that many people. But free food... Mika sighed, shoulders dropping. At least he wasn’t shy. The next person to walk by, he was immediately on their business.

“Hey would you be interested in free food?” He asked, jabbing a thumb back at the sign he finished reading. “I’m lacking at least one other person to participate.”

[mediumofthestars]

✯ FROM: Maya Fey ✯ TO: Phoenix Wright @wrightsideofthelaw, Miles Edgeworth @demonprosecution, Simon Blackquill @twisting-axioms, Klavier Gavin @rockstarprosecutor, Nahyuta Sahdmadhi @lastritesprosecution

✯ [Text]: Yoooooo ✯ [Text]: Did you guys see this??? ✯ [Text]: I’m joining in as a PD ✯ [Text]: Last one to enter is a limping duck!

[wrightsideofthelaw]

@lastritesprosecution

How much has this world changed? If Phoenix is searching for people he knows, he decides the courthouse is the first place to look.

He knows the way by heart, but doesn’t find what he’s looking for. He’s sure he’s in the right spot, but there’s no building there, only an open field. However, his mission isn’t a complete failure. He set out to find people he knows, and it looks like someone else had the same idea.

“...Prosecutor Sadhmadhi?”

If the Khura’inese Butterfly wings didn’t give it away, the long plait of purple hair is unmistakable. He approaches cautiously, knowing his presence may not be wanted.

“I take it you had the same idea as me, then. Doesn’t look like the courthouse is here in this world.”

It makes him wonder if the laws of this place have vanished the same way.

[twisting-axioms]

The Gavinners 2.0 

twisting-axioms  >  @rockstarprosecutor  >  @lastritesprosecution

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“That was the best you could come up with, was it?” Simon asks as he gives Klavier a healthy side-eye. It’s difficult to read his expression, to tell if he truly is irritated by this development. Come up with a team name, the android had said. The Gavinners... 2.0! Klavier had said. As if it was creative, or something. 

Oh, Simon is far from done with his comments. Death threats from an android or not, he won’t be deterred from being a disrespectful brat. 

“Well, dearest,” he says as he looks to Nahyuta with an expression that is mocking in its excitement, “I know how much you like the Gavinners, But did you ever believe you would have the fortune of being part of their revival tour...?!” 

He chuckles to himself (he thinks he’s very clever!) before picking up the beacon kit from the dirt at their feet. Simon gives it all of one look before turning towards Klavier, “If it is your name which holds us together as a team, does that not mean you should be the one holding this arcane device?” With that, he shoves the thing into Klavier’s hands and continues in that insolent, shiteating tone of his, “so what next, oh fearless leader?”

[memovouloir]

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✢ I like your characters✣ I like the way you express your muse(s)❋ Your blog is one of my favs✦ I like seeing you on my dash

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[rockstarprosecutor]

@lastritesprosecution

“Hey! Prosecutor Sahdmadhi!”

Nahyuta isn’t hard to pick out in a crowd, especially in a small building like this one. He’d stopped to play a set in a local tavern; a bard should probably play music once in a while, right?

Offering a small wave, he takes the seat across from them. For once, he doesn’t bother trying to hide the scales on his face; no need to be shy around a friend, after all. Especially considering said friend has scales and wings of their own. The wings are pretty, but he doesn’t want to risk embarrassing them by saying so.

“You have no idea how nice it is to see a friendly face. How are you holding up?”

[steelchorded-blog]

the night feels fucking horrible.

    hive city’s weather isn’t like california or khura’in’s heat, but it’s colder than he’s used to and only makes his worrying worse. at first, all he can do is jolt from his sleep, not knowing what happened or why he’s awake just after four in the morning until he actually remembers. maybe, he thinks, it could’ve been worse — in his dream, he’d managed to avoid death alongside the only person there that he could recognize. but that still meant both vividly remembering what had happened in full and how worrying it actually felt. he hasn’t had a nightmare like that in a while - especially not one that brought up nahyuta and his family and definitely not them being in danger. ( perhaps that was the quirk of trying to forget he was ever in khura’in years ago. )

    when he remembers that he can move, he plunges back in hopes to fall back asleep; but as much as he’d like to, he just can’t. instead, he looks for something else to keep his mind on first, vision falling flat on something new at his desk - a phone, he assumes, barely illuminated by the computer light. he … doesn’t really remember buying one, not when he wouldn’t have been able to use it; but maybe that’s what people meant by unlocking something as time passed. when it manages to unlock, he drifts towards his contact list, and surprisingly, nahyuta’s there - just the person he would’ve wondered about. of course, that’s what his phone says, and while he can’t confirm it in advance, it… doesn’t hurt to give messaging them a shot now, does it?

to: nahyuta. from: apollo.

[ → ] hey? [ → ] it’s, uh, apollo. probably obvious. [ → ] you doing okay over there? [ → ] that’s. really out of the blue. sorry.

... @lastritesprosecution​ .