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Chains of the Dragon (4445 words) by thesavagesabretooth Additional Tags: Polyamory, Polyamory Negotiations, Drama & Romance, Eventual Happy Ending, ethical non-monogamy, relationship drama, Established Relationship, Developing Relationship, genre: political thriller and soap opera, POV Multiple, Klavier Gavin-centric, Apollo Justice-centric, Nahyuta-centric, Ema Skye-centric, Trucy Wright-centric, No cheating, Polyamory Endgame, klapollo-centric, klavema-centric, nahyupollo-centric, skyemadhi-centric, klavmadhi-centric, plot heavy It takes almost four months for Apollo Justice's on-again off-again boyfriend Klavier Gavin to find out why he hasn't seen his favorite herr forehead–or their forensic investigator– in town in a while. When he discovers that Apollo has moved to Kura'in without so much as a goodbye or a phone call, the rockstar hatches a plan with Trucy Wright to swoop into action and rescue the derelict lawyer from his self imposed exile.

Meanwhile, Apollo has been building a life in the newly reformed country. After confessing his feelings to his childhood best friend Nahyuta, the two of them have settled into a fond relationship which has begun to grow into to include Ema in its strange dance. Of course, there hasn't been much time for romance while rebuilding the country, and tensions are only growing as a schism spreads through the ranks of the Defiant Dragons.

Klavier and Trucy, along with Trucy's new assistants, Bonny and Betty, arrive on the scene in a Kurai'in situation that's as tense and ready to blow romantically as it is politically.

September 30, 2028– 2:30 pm

It wasn't babysitting. Trucy was almost 18 years old now– practically a woman in her own right– and certainly Klavier's dear friend in her own right.

No– while the rest of the Wright Anything Agency was busy with the Sprocket wedding, Klavier was more than happy to keep his good friend company. Even if he did have to take care of some of the paperwork sitting on his desk in the prosecution office before they actually went out and did anything fun.

Paperwork aside, usually Trucy would be laughing about something or other by this point–sitting on his desk while he worked and going on about something that happened at the Wunder Bar, or something she’d done with Pearl, or hell, some fresh news about the Wright Anything Agency.

Today, though, she was laying face down on his ergonomic chair. Her silk top hat had fallen to the ground, where it rolled in a lazy half circle back around to bump against the chair leg. He heard her whine another. “uuuurghhhh” that was muffled by the cushions.

Klavier got up to noodle a few chords on his guitar in between papers, and he leaned on the display case looking over at Trucy.

"Forgive me for saying so, but you don't exactly seem your perky self today, fraulein. Wedding bell blues?" He glanced over at her, stroking his fingers idly up the neck of his guitar.

Trucy looked up, dark circles around her eyes speaking to a night of little sleep.

“I mean…I’m really, really upset that daddy didn’t bring me to that wedding, sure…I’m the ONLY one in the office who hasn’t been invited! Even Miss EMA got to go! B-but…”

Klavier fingered a low, sullen chord at the mention of Ema Skye. She hadn't been in town for months, and now she was at a wedding without him? He had to admit he was a little hurt about that too.

"But, fraulein?"

“Daddy just told me some stuff that’s been…I d-dunno. A lot.” She sniffled as she wiped her face, and her head dropped back to his fancy chair. “And I don’t even have the chance to catch the bouquet to make up for it.”

"That's no fair. No fair at all, Trucy." He played another low, thoughtful chord and sighed. "Want to tell mr. Klavier what's on your mind? Or should we just drink our troubles away? Soda pop for you, of course."

“Of course,” Trucy said with utter despair. She rolled over with a frown . “I don’t even get to drink the good stuff.“...so, you wanna know something super funny?”

"I always want to know something funny, fraulein." He set down his guitar and he came over and stood beside the chair. "Even if I suspect this isn't the kind of funny that'll make me laugh."

“Oh it’s a doozy though!” Trucy rolled to sit up, her smile strained and twitching as she said “my dead mom has been dead lying to me for my whole life! Or at LEAST the last two years or so!”

Klavier put his hand on the chair and frowned. He had known that Trucy was an orphan– much like himself So this revelation was absolutely a shock.

He put on his brightest smile. "Care to run that by me again, I think I missed it."

Trucy ran her hand through her hair with a laugh. “My dead mom! She’s been lying to me. Because she’s not dead at all, Klavier! She’s still SUPER alive, and SUPER someone we know!”

"Well that's fucked up, fraulein!" Klavier leaned in over her. He paused as the full extent of her words hit him. "Wait did you say someone we know? As in I know your dear departed mother?"

“Uh huh!” Trucy nodded seriously. “I mean…she didn’t know she was my momma right away of course. She had amnesia. But then she remembered and asked Daddy to keep it a secret from me.”

Klavier clenched his knuckles unconsciously. "Oh did she?"

“Yep!” Trucy seemed on the edge of tears, nervously tugging at a lock of her hair “Lamiroir, the Siren of the Ballad is my momma, I guess. She swore daddy to secrecy until ‘the time was right’. And… I mean, that’s pretty crazy right?”

She sniffed softly.

Klavier stood frozen for a moment while the gears of his mind refused to move. Lamiroir– his friend, Lamioir– the siren of the ballad. The woman he'd gone on tour with.

That was Trucy Wright's mother?

And she hadn't told her?

Klavier could only stare for a moment in shock.

"Scheiße…" was all he managed to get out of his mouth.

“And that wasn’t even all of it, Klavier!” Trucy had begun openly sobbing now. Tears spilled down her freckled cheeks as she tried to stop them by holding her hands to her eyes. “there was…was somethin’ ELSE too!”

"Oh. Oh. Oh. Fraulein… come here…" He reached down and he scooped Trucy up into a tight hug as she cried. He was still in shock at the very idea of Lamoiror…. But he couldn't stand to see someone crying… "Tell Klavier what's wrong, okay?"

Trucy’s head thumped against his shoulder as she sniffled and cried for a moment more before he heard her whisper something in a murmur. It was barely perceptible between the tears and the way she pressed her face into his shoulder…but he heard it all the same.

“I got a big brother.”

Klavier's heart thumped in his chest like someone had plucked a guitar string inside it.

"Oh yeah?" he asked hoarsely.

“Y-yeah.” Trucy looked up at Klavier, her eyes red and bloodshot and tears dribbling down her face. She sniffed again, hiccuping before she said, “a ha-half brother who I’m never gonna see again! “

"What? No! Absolutely not true, fraulein," Klavier insisted. His heartbeat was playing a staccato beat now. "Where is this brother? Who is he? He's not dead is he?"

Or in jail? The thought rang loud between the beats in his chest.

“Not yet!” Trucy sniffled “...he’s just gone and sent himself into self-exile in the middle of the mountains forever! ‘Oh no, Trucy. I’m not coming back to LA. I gotta stay here and take up the burden of fixing a whole country’s legal system! Goodbye forever! Apollo FRICKING Justice chooses Khura’in!”

She gently thumped her fist’s against Klavier’s chest…and broke out sobbing once more.

Rockstar Klavier Gavin held the sobbing, thumping young lady against his chest in a gentlemanly manner– while young, confused Klavier internally struggled to keep up with what she had said.

The gears in his mind seemed to stretch too far and go 'sproing' internally.

"Did you say 'Apollo Justice', fraulein?"

Trucy laughed painfully against him, and shrugged her shoulders.

“Oh, I didn't tell you? Turns out Apollo’s my secret half brother, this whole time! Gosh! Good thing that didn’t go and turn awkward, huh? That’d be terrible!”

"Very awkward," he said in a low voice. Normally he would have made a joke about a soap opera perhaps. But he was still too busy catching up. "Apollo is your brother. How funny, fraulein. And is he at that wedding today too? I haven't seen him in… a while."

A while was generous. It had been months. Klavier tried not to be clingy. He tried to give Apollo his space. After all, they weren't really official. They weren't official any more than he and Ema were. It was just an on again, off again thing, whenever they weren't busy.

Even if Klavier would have preferred a little more attention. He wasn't going to be clingy. He'd let Apollo have his space. After all, if he clung too hard, he'd just end up pushing him away. Better to play it casual.

“Oh he’s moved to the himalayan mountains with a monk.” Trucy said dryly as she wiped at her tears. “forever. They’re fixing the legal system after their merry band of revolutionaries initiated an armed rebellion and overthrew their evil queen. Who looked like a sentai villain, by the way.”

Klavier started to laugh, rather helplessly.. "Oh, Trucy that's very funny. Good joke, very good joke! Moved to the himalayan mountains– does Apollo know you're telling people this?"

“No!” Trucy said with a shaky smile “because he’s in the himalayan mountains! With terrible reception and one letter every two months, at most!”

She thumped her hand against Klavier once more, before she started to sob again.

“I miss him so …so so much and now I find out he’s my brother just in time for him to go hide in a temple forever!” She looked up at Klavier with a sniffle and a sharp pout. “You don’t believe me? Ask Ema. Ema’s been there too! She’s been Mr. Sad Monk’s detective for the past buncha trials, including that horrible one with me and Mr. Reus!”

Everything around Klavier was noise. Horrible, out of tune static that filled his head like a screeching amp. He swallowed.

"Trucy," he said quietly to the girl in his arms. "I'm going to sit down alright? Sit down with me."

He didn't exactly wait for her to agree before he toppled backward into his chair, pulling her down with him into his lap.

Trucy thumped against him, before she settled rather neatly into his lap with a hiccup.

“I know it sounds crazy, I–I tried to convince him to come back, but he said he h-had to stay. And now he’s barely even writing! I was surprised to see Ema back but I wasn’t invited to the stupid murder OR the wedding so I– I haven’t really seen her enough to ask.”

Klavier closed his eyes, shutting out the terrible light from the office window that had started to mingle with the noise in his head. Trucy was a reassuring weight in his lap at least as he reeled. He leaned back in his chair, chin pointed at the ceiling..

"So Ema knows where he is. She's seen him recently."

“Probably…she was still lingering in the Kingdom of Khura’in with the intention to continue helping that Nahyuta guy with the prosecution of a bunch of old cases in need of retrial. I think she only just got back…so s-she’s probably seen him recently.”

"Right." He took a deep breath. "So we need Ema. Get to Ema, we get to herr forehead. Your brother."

“My brother. And Ema…..” Trucy nodded against him with another sharp sniff. She paused. “Wait, g-get to him? I mean, Klavier, what…are you saying we should stomp up to the temple gates and yell for him to get his butt out here?”

His eyes snapped open as all the noise in his mind went suddenly quiet.

Stomp up to the temple gates and yell for him to get his butt out here.

He smiled a slice of a smile like the moon hanging in a dark sky.

"Fraulein, we are going to stomp up to the temple gates, yell for him to come out, and if he does not, we are going to force our way in."

Trucy Wright’s tears finally stopped, and she wiped her eyes with a shaky grin.

“...stomp to the temple gates…and if he doesn’t come out…force our way in…” She seemed to mull it over for only a second before she grabbed his shoulders with a grin. “Klavier, have I ever told you that you’re the absolute BEST?”

She fumbled for her phone “I gotta…no, dammit, Pearl’s just started in the police academy. I can't– well I’ll at least say that I’ll be gone for a few weeks…and I'll bring back snacks.”

"Good thinking, fraulein," Klavier nodded, searching for his own phone. "I'm sure they'll have many fine snacks for us to bring back from your brother herr forehead's monastic exile, ja?"

He shot a text to Ema Skye– Fraulein detective, could you see me at the office after your wedding fun? I can pay for your taxi.

He didn't expect a text back soon– but he did expect Ema to be blasted out of her gourd. So she'd probably agree to the taxi.

September 30, 2028– 4:30 pm

Ema Skye was blasted out of her gourd.

The world was swimming, Larry Butz had his ass absolutely kicked by her and the ladies. The bar was free, on the mighty Sprocket tab, and she had missed the bouquet she’d been hoping to catch for a certain pain in her ass…but in return she got to snack on some of the finest appetizers she’d ever had in her goddess-damned life.

Life was great. Fantastic, even.

And then her phone beeped. The letters swam in her vision…but the gist was easily deduced as she murmured. “...so the glimmerous fop wants to see me, does he? And a free taxi at that.”

Miles Edgeworth– technically, technically her date to the wedding, at least in the sense that she was his plus one– swam into her vision with a cocktail in his hand.

"You were saying something, Ms. Skye?"

“Mr. Gavin wants to see me.” She raised her cocktail to her lips with a bleary blink. “at the prosecutor’s office after my ‘wedding fun’. The adora….rible Adorible fop.” She murmured into her cocktail– the combination of ‘adorable’ and ‘terrible’ was sure to be a hit. Just like glimmerous.

"Adorable fop," Miles agreed. He reached out and put a hand on her hand as she went to sip her cocktail. "Maybe we've had enough for this afternoon?"

“Guh.” Ema looked up at him with a grimace. “Don’t stop me now, Mr. Edgeworth, I’m just gettin’ started.” “gotta console myself somehow after that farce of Larry’s. Why’d they even invite that pest?”

She still lowered the cocktail despite her protest, sighing gently.

"I suspect that he invited himself," Miles drawled. He glanced over with a worried look to where Butz was trying to chat up some wedding guests. "Unfortunately. I should probably try to wrangle him. Were you saying that you had a ride home?"

“To the prosecutor’s office, actually.” Ema stretched with a sloppy grin. “My fop needs me, I guess.”

Miles patted her on the back. "Dutiful of you, investigator."

September 30, 2028– 5:35 pm

The warm sun had just started to set when Klavier and Trucy stood outside the prosecutors' office, waiting for Ema's taxi. Klavier leaned on the wall of the building with his hands in his pockets, thinking over the situation and the plans that they'd been making.

After the shock had settled, he'd been able to get a clearer picture from Trucy on exactly what had happened.

Trucy leaned beside him, finally having stopped crying– though she still seemed pensive and hurt as she looked up at the sky. “You really think this’ll work, Mr. Gavin?”

"We'll make it work, fraulein," he said, his jaw tight.

Apollo Justice had been born and raised in a far away country under the tyranny of a strange religious law. He'd been raised by guerilla rebels. He'd been exiled from them to the united states as a pre-teen. And now he'd been summoned back to his foreign homeland, to inherit the work of his surrogate father and put right the country's own dark age of the law.

Klavier's knuckles tightened. Bullshit. It was all bullshit. Apollo didn't belong there.

He belonged here. With him. With his sister, too. Why should he owe loyalty to the family who'd abandoned him? Why should he work to fix the law in a far away land when so much needed to be set right here?

Klavier knew.

Klavier knew that Apollo Justice had been coming apart at the seams for the better part of a year.

This wasn't duty.

It was self-exile.

The taxi drew up under the streetlights in front of the office, and Ema Skye stepped out.

Ema had her familiar labcoat draped over one shoulder, but the dress she wore, high cut on the leg and body hugging with a long red scarf was something altogether new. Klavier was not so entirely distracted that he couldn't appreciate it.

She rubbed one hand on her neck as she squinted into the sunshine, her perfectly pinned hair already starting to fall out of the handsome bun she’d gotten it into.

“....Trucy? Klavier? I only expected one of you.”

Klavier hurried over to steady her, slipping an arm underneath hers, and letting her lean on him. "Well, lucky you, you got two when you imagined one."

“Hey Miss Ema!” Trucy chirped with her usual cheer. “How was the wedding?”

“Missed the bouquet,” Ema grumbled as he felt the full weight of an intoxicated detective fall against his side. “Stupid asshole Larry Butz ruined the whole thing, but the happy couple got to shoot into the sky.”

"Well,we'll see about getting you a bouquet, fraulein, and anything else you want. Maybe an ice pack, ja?" Klavier didn't stumble under her weight. He was used to drunk Ema. "Come on up to the office."

He started to lead her toward the door.

“Ooooh…the bouquet? Were you hoping for something when you caught it, Miss Ema?” Trucy asked cheerfully, though Klavier could tell it was forced.

“....absolutely not.” Ema turned a vivid red as she muttered. She hung on Klavier, resting her head against his shoulder. “An ice pack sounds nice...especially since Mr. Edgeworth cut me off of the free bar.”

"What an absolute villain of a man," Klavier sympathized performatively. He shared a glance with Trucy, and they led her upstairs.

Soon enough, they were situated in the office again, Ema now laid out in the ergonomic chair, which Klavier had pulled back to an almost sofa-life configuration for her, and he'd gotten an ice pack and bottled water for her from his mini fridge.

"There. Now we're on the road to recovery, ja?"

Ema gave him a weak smile, before she pressed her ice pack to her head with a low groan.

“Sorry you two couldn’t have been there. It was…” She trailed off for a moment, before finishing, “...weird.”

“Well, I guess millionaire’s weddings usually are.” Trucy mused as she crossed her arms.

"It's true," Klavier nodded. "The Gavinners played at the wedding of this particular actor one time and it was a very strange affair. I began to worry for the bride…. but that's neither here nor there. You're excused for not talking us along, Fraulein Ema."

Ema sat up with a wince, the world must have begun to spin from the rather nauseated look on her face. She pressed the ice pack firmly against her head again.

“Wasn’t like it was my choice, Klavier Gavin. I was only invited ‘cause Mr. Edgeworth needed a plus one and I’d helped solve the murder. Not like I had the authority to invite anyone.”

“You’re still excused.” Trucy said with a grin.

“Ugh.”

Klavier patted Ema on the shoulder. "Don't worry. There is an easy way to make it up to us."

“Yeah, there super is!” Trucy leaned in towards her.

Ema frowned, glancing between them with bleary eyes.

“....what are you two up to? You’re up to something. This isn’t…you want something, don’t you?”

"I've been missing you, Ema," Klavier purred, leaning down toward her. "Trucy and I have been catching up, and she told me you've been hanging out with herr forehead. You know I was wondering why I hadn't seen him around."

Ema flushed, and for a moment her mouth formed a wibbly little line that was almost a smile.

“I..I mean I’ve missed you too, glimmerous fop. A lo—a little. I was going to come visit after the damned wedding. You know I…My work keeps me busy!” She glanced at Trucy, who smiled angelically at her, before her eyes snapped back to Klavier. Her brow furrowed “I mean…he’s been busy too. In the Kingdom of Khura’in…he didn’t tell you?”

Klavier smiled quite widely, showing all his teeth.

"He did not." Not a phone call. Not a letter. Not a word. Klavier shook his head. "So, sweet fraulein, we humbly beg a simple favor of you. You are going to take us to Apollo Justice."

Ema pressed her ice pack to her eyes, and let herself fall back onto the chair with a low groan and a drunken sniff.

“I should have known this wouldn’t be a pleasure call.”

“We’re asking really nicely?” Trucy piped in, which only seemed to make Ema thunk her head against the chair much to her own regret.

“You wanna see Apollo Justice? Fine. Fine. The idiot didn’t think to tell you, then he’ll have to deal with the consequences. Pack a nice coat. Khura’in’s fucking cold.”

Klavier leaned down, and kissed Ema on the head just above her ice pack. "Thank you, fraulein."

“Sure,” Ema muttered, “I don’t know what you’re thinking you’ll find, though.” Still, she flushed when he kissed her head, despite her grumbling.

“Was extorting plane tickets out of me all you wanted, Gavin?”

"Absolutely not," Klavier smiled. "I'll call Trucy a taxi so she can work on getting her father's permission for time off of school, and I'll help you with your hangover."

“Oough….” Trucy sagged “...I forgot I’d have to get permission. Shoot.”

“The perils of being a teenager.” Ema snickered as the rest of the conversation clearly caught up to her and she flushed. She cleared her throat. “....Ah. oh. ..It is a pretty nasty hangover.”

Klavier reached for his cellphone. "Then it will need a pretty nasty cure, ja? Don't fret. Doktor Klavier is on the case."

September 31, 2028– 9:30 am (Khura'in time)

Apollo was standing in the lobby, leafing through the paperwork for the first case on the docket that day one more time. He couldn't believe they'd been doing this for three whole months– almost four now. It didn't feel like they'd made even a dent in all the cases that had to be retried…

It was a years long list of unjust convictions, but even still the number of people the Ga’ran regime had put behind bars for ‘dissent’ and ‘rebellion’ was staggering…especially when you were still the only lawyer in the country.

His concentration was broken by a soft knock on the lobby door.

"Huh?" he turned as the lobby door opened. There was only one person he knew who made a habit of being polite enough to knock on a public door, and it brought a smile to his face as he saw him enter.

Prosecutor Nahyuta Sahdmadhi smiled at him as he entered the room as serenely as always. Even under the weight of the cases that fell upon both their shoulders, and even under the stress of the life of a palace regent– he still had it in him to project that calming aura of his.

At least until they got into the courtroom.

“Good morning, Attorney Red Pepper.” he said with a teasing edge to his quiet smile.

Apollo felt the same little flustered sting he did every time Nahyuta called him by the silly nickname. At least it didn't feel quite so humiliating any more. Since he knew it was meant with love.

"Good morning, 'Yuta," he said with a deliberate, familiar smile. Then followed it up with his own tease. "I mean Prosecutor 'Yuta."

Nahyuta laughed , before his graceful stride brought him shoulder to shoulder with Apollo

“Careful with the pet names in the courtroom or our esteemed Judge may give us a look again.”

Apollo laughed and leaned his head against Nahyuta's shoulder. "Can't have that. I get enough dirty looks from the judge as it is."

Nahyuta’s hand rested atop Apollo’s head, rustling through his hair.

“Apollo….” his smile took on the barest trace of a wry smirk, imperceptible to most save for Apollo and a handful of others. “That’s because you keep trying to bluff your way through every argument…and startle even the Holy Mother with evidence that seems out of nowhere.”

Apollo laughed awkwardly, and arched against Nahyuta's hand, enjoying the fond touch.

"You'd think after a few months the judge would be used to it," he said with a shrug. "Besides, it's not that often, is it? A lot of these cases really are as straightforward as they looked the first time."

And thank lady justice that they were. Because there was a lot of them.

“I think he’s still reeling from the trauma of your…eccentric former employer and his particular brand of defense.” Nahyuta drawled. “But it’s true. Most of them are fairly simple…which is good, as we have a loaded docket today. Which is in fact what I’d come to talk to you about.”

Apollo's shoulders sagged

Don't tell me they added another case to the docket.

They probably did.

"Ah, yeah, 'Yuta? What's up?" Despite the cynical voice in the back of his mind, he rubbed the back of his neck and looked up at Nahyuta with a hopeful smile.

Nahyuta’s smile was warm, but there was an exhaustion behind his eyes that Apollo knew too well.

“Miss Inmee has asked us to fast track another case for today. A former defense attorney who’s daughter works in the temple. It’s been insisted on by the former Queen Amarta that we add it to the docket today.”

Apollo felt a little weak at the knees at the very suggestion and he swooned against Nahyuta.

Easy there, Apollo. Come on, we can do it. Apollo Justice is fine, right?

Right.

He took a deep breath. "A former defense attorney. That's great. So if we overturn his sentence, he'll go back to defending cases– right? Please tell me he'll go back to defending cases."

So far, not a single person, Dragon or otherwise, they'd exonerated had gone back to practicing law.

“I wish I could read the karma of the man’s choices as well I can the karma of a case.” Nahyuta sighed. “We can hope, at the very least, that you…and I…can convince him.”

Apollo saw how his brow wrinkled just the slightest. It must have bothered him too. All these months and not a single practicing lawyer except Apollo Justice. Not a single prosecutor willing to stay active after the end of the Ga’ran regime except him.

Apollo grabbed Nahyuta's free hand and gave it a tight squeeze, looking up at him.

"Hey, whether we can or not, it'll be alright," he promised. "At least we've got each other."

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athenaholmesartistsguild · 11 months

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So if you're an AA fan, you've probably seen the news that 4, 5, and 6 are getting ported to E V E R Y T H I N G just like the OG trilogy and seeing people's reactions to the direction the series took (specifically regarding AA5 and 6) has me thinking about my personal conspiracies about why this direction was taken.

Justifiably, AA4's reception has gotten a lot warmer over the years and --I think-- has circled around to being considered a pretty good installment in the series. Which is good. I agree with this opinion.

But back in my day! (the mid 2010s) I felt so stupid for liking AA4! It was considered obvious that this was a Bad Game (TM) and if you liked it you were an uncultured fool. Personally, I think a lot of people were just mad that the game was different? Obviously, there are valid reasons to not like AA4, but I'm more referring to the overall attitude I observed at this point in the fandom which was that the game was different and therefor lesser.

And I think this attitude caused Capcom to backpedal a bit.

Mentions of AA4 were completely stripped from 5 (save for Apollo, Trucy, and Klavier still being there, the Wright Anything Agency keeping its name and appearace, and Phoenix's AA4 self being mentioned). Even Phoenix seemed to be scrubbed of any flaws. He's just a Nice Guy now. He's a Good Boss. He isn't someone capable of having his daughter forge evidence. He isn't someone who cheats at poker anymore.

And regardless of whether or not you think these decisions were good or bad, it completely changed the way the series was developing. We can't explore the Jury system anymore (at least not until the DGS games). Apollo and Trucy's mother isn't mentioned until the very end of 6. Characters that appeared in 4 can only tentatively be mentioned.

I think 6, because it came out almost 10 years after the initial backlash, is able to reference AA4 more and we're starting to see hints that unfinished story lines WILL (maybe) be wrapped up, but the damage has kinda already been done.

I don't think we're gonna hear from Kristoph again. I don't think Phoenix is gonna go back to his flawed, messy, bisexual self. I still have a tiny, flickering hope that Klavier will show up again, but I'm not optimistic.

And I'm not saying that everyone who disliked AA4 is to blame, or even that the people all those years ago who disliked the game for being different caused our current timeline, either.

Companies are looking for ways to maximize their profits and that oftentimes turns into making art that's safe and palatable rather than taking a bunch of risks. AA4 was a risk and in Capcom's eyes, it didn't pay off critically (although if I remember correctly, it sold pretty well). And that harmed the 'Ace Attorney ~brand~'

Art is frequently at the mercy of the companies who publish it and the consumers who buy it (or don't). I think we ended up with an over-correction that, in hindsight, was a poor decision.

But I digress. I partly just wanted to talk about my experiences in the fandom trenches back in the 2010s. That feels like an eternity ago and it's so much fun to see how it's grown and to interact with new fans.

#ace attorney #text post #I like AA6 btw. I typically agree with a lot of the critiques people bring up but I still enjoy it.#It was fun to play and the last case made me cry. That's all I need in a video game sometimes.#I liked that Apollo had to go against Phoenix in the second to last case.#although I wish there'd been more of an ideological conflict between them rather than a 'plz help my bff was kidnapped again' conflict.#Also Phoenix seeing Apollo's baby pictures and going 'who the fuck is that' is really funny

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thelocalmuffin · 1 year

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💌 !

I decided to write some klapollo for you! It’s been a while, so I hope you enjoy!

Summary: Apollo forgets what day it is when he finally agrees to that restaurant date. Klavier, to his relief, finds it hilarious.

It's around 600 words.

Dinner was fantastic.

Apollo has never been to a place as exquisite as this one. He just always internally accepted the fact that luxury wasn’t something he was going to experience in his life. He bounced from foster home to foster home, just hoping he’d have a better future one day.

Today, he can say he has. He’s crafted his current situation all on his own and he has pride in that. He’s an accomplished lawyer, is self assured, and knows he will build a secure life for himself.

Though he will admit he’s always been curious about what luxury was like. The extravagant restaurants, the fast cars, and wearing clothes more than his salary. Though it was always more of a ‘why would people throw money around like that’ than anything else.

Now he’s finally experienced it, it’s another thing he can assure himself he can make it and it will be fine. Okay, he’s giving himself too much credit for what has unfolded today.

Someone had treated him today.

Finally, the person he accompanied on this meal speaks up. “Danke for accompanying me today. That would’ve been sehr awkward if I went all by myself to abendessen by myself, ja?”

Abendessen…

Must be some German word he hasn’t caught on yet. It must mean meal or something like that. Apollo shrugs his shoulders, knowing either he’ll figure it out eventually, or Prosecutor Gavin will be froh to explain.

Oh, great, he’s thinking like the prosecutor too.

He must be spending too much time with him if he’s influencing his thoughts like this.

Apollo decides to not make this more awkward than it already is and speaks up. “Yeah. Thanks for having me.”

“Bitte.” Prosecutor Gavin flashes a stunning smile before leaning against the railing, observing the stream flowing in front of the restaurant. “So, do you have any plans, Herr Forehead?”

“After this? Probably snuggle with my cat and catch up on some series I’ve been watching.”

“Wirklich?” The prosecutor raises an eyebrow with a scoff. “On Valentine’s Day?”

Oh.

He hadn’t noticed it was Valentine’s Day. He’s been so busy with paperwork. (And if he’s honest, keeping every corner of the Wright Agency clean.) This day hadn’t meant much to him in the past since he wasn’t actually considering going out with anyone.

Well. Until recently.

Now he’s somehow gotten himself a date by accident on Valentine’s Day. Ironically, with the person he keeps trying to subtly glance at for a second more when he walks in the room. He actually won’t deny he finds his rival attractive and he’s pleasant company, even if he is sort of strange.

“...Would you believe me if I said I didn’t realize today was Valentine’s Day and I just thought we were going out to dinner as colleagues?” Apollo admits with a light flush on his face, thankful the sun has already begun to set so the prosecutor can’t see his embarrassment.

To his shock, the prosecutor’s beautiful blue eyes glisten before he bursts into a fit of laughter. That laughter is replaced with a bright smile as he composes himself. “Ja, that does sound like something you would do. Well, you’re already here. I was thinking of going to the kino. What do you say?”

He hasn’t heard that one. “What’s a kino?”

“Oh, a movie theater.” Prosecutor Gavin explains with a shrug. "I'm not sure if it'll be packed, but we can check."

Apollo crosses his arms before tapping his forehead. He’s already here, after all. He nods. “You know what? Why not? I’ll warn you, I didn’t bring a Valentine’s gift.”

Prosecutor Gavin’s smile only widens at the response. “Nein. Don’t worry about that. Your company is more than enough.”

#apollo justice #klavier gavin #klapollo #flash fiction #muffin writes #ace-ace-attorneys #I apologize if this is a bit ooc it has been over a year since I wrote them

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Oh god I just realized that the Armed Detective Agency and ABIS and Mankai Company and the Wright Anything Agency are all agencies and found families they fucking GOT ME AGAIN. How does this keep happening.

#debated putting crashkeys on here too

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wild-selenite-caffine · 2 years

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the little things all to ourselves

Summary:

Phoenix and Miles spend their evening in an empty Wright Anything Agency, sharing drinks and some smoke, and taking in each other’s company.

Pairing - NaruMitsu / Phoenix Wright x Miles Edgeworth (Ace Attorney) Rating - Teen and Up Audiences Word Count - 2.5k Warnings - alcohol drinking, smoking

Written For / Tagging:

Day 3 - Free Day | NaruMitsu Week 2022 | @narumitsuweek

Drowning Their Sorrows | Bad Things Happen Bingo | @badthingshappenbingo

Sharing Drinks | Multi-Fandom Bingo | @mfbingo

Trapped by a Storm | Any Fandom Angst Bingo | @anyfandomangstbingo

“You’re blushing.” | Any Fandom Fluff Bingo | @anyfandomfluffbingo

Close + Inhale | selected from this prompt list | @soulprompts

its going to take a lot more than a single sorry for me to forgive you after what youve done | original prompt | @ghostly-prompts

this art that started the entire idea | @salmonrainy

#nmweek22 #narumitsu #ace attorney #caff's cases #caff in the writing cavern

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guiltyhearts · 2 years

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Fic: The Apollo Does Anything Agency - Chapter 2

Rating: G

Summary: Apollo Justice continues to be given work he is not supposed to do as a “lawyer”. This was definitely not covered in any workplace training seminar he ever took.

A/N: I know all... one of you (me) have been waiting anxiously for a continuation of this fic that was written and published two years ago. Here it is at last!

Disclaimer: Ace Attorney and its characters are the property of Capcom.

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Apollo Justice: Errand-man Esq.

Not long after he joined the Wright Anything Agency, it was suggested that the young lawyer’s new business cards should reflect the full scope of his role in the office. It is ill-advised to yell at your company’s CEO and throw your business cards in a fit, as Apollo did. Wasn’t he fortunate then, that his CEO was also Trucy Wright, magician extraordinaire and his one-time assistant in that one case that one time. To her credit, she took it in good spirits. She only delayed in handing Apollo his actual business cards by another day.

Apollo would soon come to realize that running odd jobs and errands – that most definitely did not fall under the requisite duties of a lawyer, thank you very much! – were becoming an inseparable aspect of his work. It made him cherish the days when all he had to do was complete paperwork in the office. He would even take cleaning the office restroom every day, if it meant he would not be dragged down by Trucy to help some random elderly person cross the road.

If only legal work was easier to come into than the odd work he would be harangued into doing. Especially ones he was most definitely not qualified to do.

Where was the workplace training seminar on how to act as security personnel for a nighttime establishment? Apollo might have benefited from one if only his “boss” consulted him. Then he might not have felt so blindsided when one day, Trucy informed him that instead of assuming his place as her lovely assistant (a “job” he took on with increasing regularity”), he would instead be security intel for the night.

See, Trucy was a regular act at the Wonder Bar. One of the regular security guards suddenly caught ill, and the other staff could not come in on such short notice. A tricky situation indeed. Where were the professional standards?

The Wonder Bar’s manager took one look at Apollo and deemed him capable of performing the job. Perhaps the manager saw the heavy lifting he had to do in pointing forward with conviction and was convinced of his strength. According to Trucy, anyway.

Apollo was sent back home to change into an all-black ensemble (he couldn’t be seen in his red suit, which the manager mistook for his assistant’s outfit). He was tempted to be unprofessional and feign his own sickness in order to not fill in for a security guard he’s certainly never met. Isn’t it a good thing that Trucy called to remind him, and even sweetly insisted that she would stay on the phone with him until he arrived at the bar.

Now I regret to inform you that the night passed without incident. While Trucy performed her set to an adoring audience, Apollo stood near the bar, keeping his sharp eyes open for suspicious activity. There were no rowdy fights to be broken up, and no jaunty sea shanties to be cut short. Did Apollo’s presence deter ne’er-do-wells from committing misdeeds? Or did those ne’er-do-wells, plus some girl groups, stop to take pictures with his hair and his hair alone in the frame?

The following day, Apollo had nothing but complaints. Even when the bar manager paid him for his trouble!

“Oh come on, Polly! The manager said last night was one of the least rowdy nights he had ever worked through,” Trucy remarked. “Maybe you’ve got more of a presence than you realize.”

“Maybe you can moonlight as a bouncer,” Phoenix joked, laughing at his own suggestion.

“I’m just lucky nothing bad happened!” Apollo said. “I didn’t go to law school just to end up playing bouncer. I’m not even trained in self-defense!”

“So training is the issue…” Phoenix noted with a pensive look.

“I thought I would be sitting through workplace training, not a ten-minute demonstration on how to physically throw out people,” Apollo went on. “Another thing I thought I’d see in an office. But I guess this isn’t a normal office.”

If Apollo paid as much attention at this moment as he had been trying to do as a bouncer, he might have noticed the look exchanged between Phoenix and Trucy. If he had continued with the logical observation he made on the nature of his workplace and his employers, he might have been better prepared the next week he came into office.

“Today is the first day of our workplace training seminar!” Trucy announced. She stood at the front of the room while Apollo and Phoenix sat before her on the couch. It had the bizarre effect of reminding Apollo of one of Trucy’s magic shows. He would have taken it for a joke, but the notes in Trucy’s hands and the presentation projected onto the screen behind her told him it was all too real.

“We will begin with office maintenance, and emergency situations,” Trucy stopped Apollo when he raised his hand. “Please save all questions for the end of the seminar, which will be in five hours.”

Apollo turned to Phoenix in desperate hope that he would find solidarity. Phoenix turned to him for a moment, his face giving nothing away. Then he raised his own hand.

“Yes?” Trucy addressed her father, pausing in her explanation of toilet sanitary guidelines.

“I would like to say I think it’s great that we are finally sitting down and going through workplace training,” Phoenix said. “Where did you get the idea?”

Father and daughter shared a gleeful grin. “This is because of a suggestion from our newest member of the agency,” Trucy answered cheerfully, directing her grin at Apollo. “We are all here because of you, Apollo. Thank you!”

To use the local vernacular of his new workplace, Apollo knew it was time to fold. “My pleasure.”

Just another day at the Wright Anything Agency.

#Ace Attorney #Apollo Justice #Trucy Wright #Phoenix Wright #AA #fanfic #my writing #Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney #edit: it’s oct 12 somewhere #so #happy anniversary to ace attorney

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palant1r · 2 years

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so ive been thinking about this image lately

its a good image. we got cute apollo and kristoph being composed but also a bit of a bitch by also putting some earplugs in. its good official art.

but then it got me thinking: this art is obviously intended to capture a candid moment. probably at the gavin law offices.

and like...we've seen that the wright anything agency has two rooms, and they're probably on the small end of law offices. gavin law offices is probably pretty big, pretty fancy given kristoph's refined tastes

and yet. instead of sitting in his desk at a different room or telling apollo to go practice in the hall or literally put ANY distance between them, kristoph chooses to read his book by apollo. enjoying his company enough to put in earplugs instead of moving.

this meshes well with my headcanon that voice training is something apollo started to train himself out of a stutter and naturally quiet voice. kristoph probably saw him start out quiet and get louder and louder, to the point that kristoph needed to put in earplugs. maybe he's proud of how far apollo has come

and like...given what we know about kristoph, the ONLY interpretation that makes sense is that he genuinely enjoyed apollos company and wanted him to succeed. not surpass him, but succeed. as we see from his desire to keep living well in his jail cell and some of his dialogue, kristoph enjoys living a pleasant life. he is not the kind of person who would tolerate someone he didn't enjoy having in his life. like, he absolutely enjoyed phoenix's company, too—there were other people he was keeping an eye on, but he didn't have dinner with them. also, kristoph cares a lot about his reputation, especially as a lawyer. he would not hire someone that he didn't see potential in, and he would hope for them to do well, knowing that their career would reflect on his own.

when we see him interact with apollo in turnabout trump, kristoph is definitely more dismissive of him and his skills than mia is to phoenix in the first turnabout. but he still tries to be encouraging and helpful. its just so interesting. because like. he obviously doesn't fully trust apollo's skills in this trial. just like he obviously didn't trust klavier in the enigmar trial. it's that duality of him not letting himself trust these two people in his life, not valuing them, and ultimately that being his undoing. made all the more painful because he genuinely did care about them

#andy rambles #ace attorney #kristoph gavin #andrometa

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glimmeruos · 3 years

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I never tend to talk abt trucy n apollos relationship much but it rlly is so important to me. Not even just them apollos relationship w nahyuta n especially rayfa after he moves to khurain is fun to think about But back to trucy. They both clearly have an attachment to eachother to begin w even if they themselves dont realize it. Ex: trucy literally changing the company name to Wright Talent Agency to Wright Anything Agency after apollo joined, when trucy stages her kidnapping apollo literally starts crying when he sees her. So i dont think them finding put theyre blood related would change much the only thing it really change is trucys begging. Bc shr wld so be like But polly i went a whole 16 yrs without a brother u have to make up for it!

#ace attorney #apollo justice #trucy wright #gramarye siblings #thalassa gramarye #also idk if this is just s hispanic yhing bc me n mu sister do it but #apollo wld so do the thing wjere like. Hr calls thalassa mom #But whenever like hes talking to trucy hes like Go tell ur mom i said Yada yada #U know

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Found Family Tournament Round 2 Part 9 Group 42

Propaganda and further images under the cut

Wright Anything Agency (& Company): Phoenix & Trucy Wright, Apollo Justice, Maya Fey, Miles Edgeworth, Pearl Fey, Ema Skye, Kay Faraday & Sebastian Debeste

221B Fam: Ryunosuke Naruhodo, Susato Mikotoba, Herlock Sholmes, Iris Wilson, Wagahai (& Gina Lestrade, Yujin Mikotoba, Kazuma Asogi, Barok van Zieks)

Wright Anything Agency (& Company):

THEY MEAN THE WORLDDDDD TO MEEEEEE for some reason a lot of people in the fandom don't play Ace Attorney 5 which is fair since it's kind of messy BUT. BUT. IT INTRODUCES ATHENA AND DOES SOOOO MUCH FOR THE WRIGHT ANYTHING AGENCY. In AA4 we learn that Trucy Wright made the Wright Talent Agency into the Wright Anything Agency in order to bring Apollo in as a lawyer when before it was just her (a magician) and her adopted father Phoenix (a poker player). and AA5 is all about Athena joining and Apollo learning how to trust her, at least it is to ME. they're so gooddddd aaaaaaa like you've got Phoenix and Trucy who are weirdos who love to scheme and you've got Apollo their longsuffering guy who deals with it all, and Phoenix is the mentor... and then Athena comes in and she has a lot of light and determination and trauma (just like the rest of them lol) and she's SO determined and I like her a lot!! And Trucy is my favorite and Phoenix cares about her SO much but he also has his other found family in the Feys!!!!!! Mia dies in the first game but her ghost stays with Phoenix and her sister/cousin Maya and Pearl are SO IMPORTANT TO HIM he loves them so much that's his sisters to me ;-; he would do anything for them and Trucy and he's growing as a mentor to Apollo and Athena too as the game progress... They don't write them all perfectly but they sure do a lot of things I like :) also feel free to split this up into their Wright Anything Agency or Phoenix + the Feys or Phoenix + Trucy if you need to I won't mind I just love AA's found family a lot

Picture this. You are a attorney in your mid 20s and somehow find yourself surrounded by weird little girls with every case you take on. You officially adopt one but really, all of them are either sisters or daughters to you. Especially your loud, burger-loving lesbian sister. Your childhood friend turned rival turned lover, who has a whip-wielding adoptive sister of his own, goes on a series of investigations while messing around with a furry for a couple of weeks and returns with two 17 year old children, a thieving lesbian and a child with a narcissistic murderer for a father who should've kept him back in school a few grades. Your lover has each of them under an arm, and they are appended to your stable of weird little girls but are very much hidden in the back. Then you find out that your daughter, the official one, has a 22yo trans half-brother with a musical diva mother and was half raised as a prince in Khura'in, so you divorce his boss (who is not your official lover, you just had a weird thing for a while when you were in your alcoholic phase, maybe while your actual lover was still messing around with the furry) very publicly while sending him to prison for murdering your daughter's father. Oh, but you have been disbarred, so you make your daughter's son send his own boss to prison, by planting false evidence on him. Of course the young man punches you in the face. Needless to say he works for you for a couple of years and never finds out that he's related to your daughter because that would require a straightforward conversation, now wouldn't it?

only one of them has never been arrested. only two of them arent lawyers. theyre all gay

Theyre very weird and misteruous and kinda fucked up a bit and they were through a lot but phoenix did his best and trucy well she's still just a kid but oh she's trying so fucking hard and always trying to wear a smile and it's breaking my heart the two of them. Also theyre weird i already said that but let me say it again they are WEIRD. and we love them<3 (the ace attorney fandom)

221B Fam:

I dont have much to say i am just constantly rotating them in my mind BUT i have to say the the last image i attached contains like MAJOR spoilers lol i just wanted the canon images in there

Ace Attorney has some wonderful found families, but this one's particularly special because of their circumstances. An exchange student and his unhinged weirdgirl assistant from Japan feeling so out of place in turn-of-the-century Great Britain, yet finding a completely batshit insane family during their time there...it's just so <3 <3 <3 Also Ryunosuke calls them "the greatest family in the world" and it makes my heart happy. Also they commit lots of crimes

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attorneyologies · 3 years

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AA7 Scenario: Turnabout Algorithm

Premise: In a world where artificial intelligence can successfully predict crime before it happens, defense attorney Athena Cykes must prove her clients’ innocence - past, present, and future.

Background: In AA5, we saw how technology could be used to detect hidden emotions, with the help of Athena’s Mood Matrix. Now, in AA7, technology has developed to the point where it’s actually possible to predict the future. Using a sophisticated data-mining AI algorithm, Japanifornia’s police departments can accurately predict criminal behavior up to three days in advance. Potential killers are arrested and detained before they ever commit a crime. (If you’ve seen the film Minority Report, you know how this works.)

Athena and the Wright Anything Agency have been hired to defend those accused of murders they haven’t committed yet. Their mission is to prove the algorithm wrong, by thinking outside the box and believing in their clients’ innocence, no matter what the data says.

Defense: Athena Cykes, junior attorney at the Wright Anything Agency. Her ability to hear complex emotions, combined with her training in psychology, give her a unique insight into human nature which no computer can ever hope to match.

Assistant: Cody Hackins, tech genius and Steel Samurai fanboy. He’s about the same age as Athena. Phoenix Wright (a known technophobe) once hired Cody to fix his office computer and was so impressed with Cody’s work that he immediately offered him a job at the Agency. Athena can’t stand Cody at first, but soon comes to rely upon his help. He’s especially good at explaining complicated technical stuff in simple words that even the Judge can understand.

Prosecution: Eliza Bott, an AI prosecutor android recently acquired by the District Attorney’s office. Her quantum computing core allows her to predict the defense’s objections and respond with 99.4% accuracy.

Detective: Ema Skye, forensic investigator. She acts as Eliza’s handler and occasional interpreter when her language processor glitches out.

Courtroom Mechanic: "Instant Pre-Play," featuring holographic depictions of future crimes as predicted by the AI. (Basically a re-engineered version of Kay Faraday’s “Little Thief”)

Surprise Witness: Aura Blackquill, robotics engineer and convicted felon. Aura makes a special appearance as an expert witness, courtesy of her brother Simon.

Final Boss: Lisa Basil, CEO of Blue Screens Inc.

Motive for Murder: After undergoing major financial losses in 2019, following the death of Glen Elg and the failure of the HMD product launch, Lisa has been determined to reboot her company. Over the past decade, she’s channeled all of Blue Screens’ resources into developing AI bots (like Eliza) for law enforcement, and has finally secured a contract with the state’s Justice Department. However, Lisa is still deep in debt, and so she’ll use any means necessary to keep receiving public funding - even if it means altering the AI for political ends, to falsely accuse peaceful protesters and other so-called enemies of the state. When Athena and her team prove decisively that the AI can no longer be trusted, Lisa panics and fears that she’ll lose everything. She ends up hiring a hitman to carry out the “perfect murder” that will prove her algorithm correct once and for all. But after an extended therapy session with Athena in court, Lisa breaks down and confesses everything.

Epilogue: Blue Screens Inc. is permanently shut down, along with the AI law enforcement program. Eliza finds her new purpose as a therapy bot, to help Aura rehabilitate herself in prison. Athena, Phoenix, Cody and Simon celebrate their victory over a bowl of noodles, and Athena announces she’s leaving the Agency to start her own law practice.

#ace attorney #aa7 #athena cykes #wright anything agency #cody hackins #phoenix wright #aura blackquill #simon blackquill #lisa basil #turnabout algorithm #long post

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digitalstowaway · 3 years

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Scout AU: Scout finds herself in the defendant's dock! What happens? (I thoroughly expect Mr. Wright and/or Apollo and/or other members of the Wright Anything Agency to defend her; Edgeworth is worried but believes in her innocence and tries his best to help?)

(oh anon you just made me so happy)

It really shouldn’t come as a surprise that Scout is found in the middle of a murder with all evidence pointing towards her guilt, but it doesn’t stop it from hurting everyone.

Edgeworth tries pulling all the strings he can to make sure the trial happens as soon as possible (as soon as there’s enough evidence that can prove her innocence) and that Phoenix gets all the time he needs at the crime scene to investigate. He doesn’t sleep for a week. He can barely eat. He’s devastated.

But Phoenix promises him that everything will be alright. He takes the case with Apollo as his co-counsel. Trucy is too upset to do much since her best friend was just accused of murder, so Phoenix just has her and Edgeworth keep each other company (which is very nice).

Scout likes acting tough and stoic just like her father. When Phoenix and Apollo visit her in the detention center, she has her riding crop (a gift from her aunt) and she’s holding it together pretty well. She’s making some snarky comments here and there. But then something happens--Phoenix mentions something about how worried her father is, how they’re combing the entire crime scene for every shred of evidence they can find to help her--and she starts to cry. She breaks down. She wants out, she wants to go home with her daddy. She didn’t do it, Mr. Wright, and she’s scared. Phoenix promises her that he’ll prove her innocence and tells her to keep her chin up.

Edgeworth stays with her in the detention center as much as he can. Again, he pulls strings. He sits with her and dries her tears and tells her that Phoenix will take care of them. That they can trust him.

It kinda feels like Maya’s first trial all over. Phoenix is there with a young girl (though Scout is much younger than Maya was) relying on him. The only difference is that Edgeworth is watching from the gallery, pale and frightened rather than opposing him with cruel smirks.

And of course, Phoenix and Apollo do their thing. They get her acquitted in a couple of days (maybe she was trying to carry out her own investigation of a murder and got caught). She runs into Edgeworth’s arms after the trial, and he holds her tight just as he did when she was a toddler running up to him after his own trial. It’s the most emotion Edgeworth ever shows in such a public setting.

He grounds her for two weeks for snooping around and getting herself accused of murder. And she really has no problem staying home and out of trouble for a while (it is, after all, an excuse for her and her daddy to stay in together and take a little bit of time to heal).

#ace attorney #scout edgeworth au #scout admits in a testimony to wanting to investigate some weird stuff on her own bc she wants to be like her daddy #and phoenix chokes up and he's like 'alright you heard my defendant she wants to be like her daddy #Anonymous #she heard some weird shit and followed it how is that a crime

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sylibane · 3 years

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How about the Wright Anything Agency and the Heist AU for the au thing?

Edgeworth showed up here too whoops

“Talk to me, Cykes.”

“Everyone’s in position,” Athena’s voice said over the comms. “In about a minute, Widget will shut down the security systems and Trucy has a clear shot at the vault.”

Phoenix kept his eyes on the people mingling through the building’s lobby. “Will you have access to the cameras during the blackout?”

“Afraid not, boss.”

“So we won’t know if anyone’s coming up on the vault,” Apollo said. “I knew I should have stayed closer to Trucy…”

“Relax, Polly!” Trucy chimed in. “I’ll be in and out so quick that they won’t even notice! This isn’t even the worst vault I’ve cracked!”

There was a crackle of static on Athena’s comm. “System’s down. Trucy, go!”

“I’m in! Geez…who last used this keypad? It’s all sticky!”

Phoenix couldn’t help but smile, only to tense when he saw a familiar magenta coat in the crowd. “We may have been followed,” he muttered, keeping his hand to his ear as he hurried to the stairs leading into the lower lobby. “Get those documents and get out as fast as possible. Forget them and get yourselves out if you have to.”

“Boss, what’s wrong?” Athena said.

“Focus on the job. I have things under control here.” Phoenix was certain he could feel those gray eyes on him as he walked down the stairs, trying to look like just another businessman on his way out to lunch.

“Like hell you do — I’m coming to you.”

“No, you’re not, Apollo,” Phoenix said through gritted teeth. “Protect Trucy. I’ll be fine.” Where had he…

“I thought I might find you here, Wright.”

Phoenix froze, then straightened his tie. “This is just an office building,” he said, not looking back at Miles. “Maybe I’ve turned my life around and now work here.”

“I doubt you’d work for a company with such a reputation for blackmail,” Edgeworth said, “especially not with such an easily cracked vault.”

Phoenix whipped around to face him. “Okay, fine! I admit it, Edgeworth, I’m casing this place! But it’s just me this time. Nobody else is on this job.”

The corner of Mile’s mouth twitched. “You say with the tone that says that the rest of your team is definitely in this building.”

Phoenix grabbed for his jacket, but Miles caught his wrist. “Don’t act so rashly, Wright. I’m not here to alert security or anything. Quite frankly, the people here deserve whatever your ridiculous crew has inflicted. But have you ever thought of turning your talents onto much worse targets?”

“Are you saying you have a job for me?”’

“Are you willing to listen what I have to say?”

Somewhere on the upper levels, there were several pops, followed by shouting. Through the corner of his eye, Phoenix could see a little of the confetti from the poppers set for distraction drifting towards them. Office drones around them stopped and looked up towards the commotion, not noticing the three young adults in suits, the one in yellow with a stolen IT department badge and the one in light blue with dust from the vents still in her hair, heading for the doors. Apollo stopped and turned towards Phoenix, who locked eyes with him and tried to nod as subtly as he could.

If he couldn’t trust Miles about this, he at least had to keep him away from the kids.

“Okay. I’m listening.”

#syli writes things #ace attorney #fanfiction #i actually have a wip that started as an aa fantasy heist au #it's technically ocs now

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blackhakumen · 3 years

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Mini Fanfic #659: Trucy and Wocky (Ace Attorney)

8:45 p.m. at Ema and Klavier's Apartment.....

Ema: Soooooooooooooo.........(Turns to Wocky with a Evil Like Smirk on her Face) You and Trucy, huh?~

Wocky: (Already Terrified by Ema's Smirk) We're really going there, are we?

Klavier: (Shrugs While having a Sheepish Smile on his Face) Well, considering how very intrigued Ema is on the topic, I'm afraid we must, Wocky my friend.

Ema: Start talking, boi!

Wocky: (Facepalms Himself While Sighing)........

Meanwhile at Wright Anything Agency (Phoenix and Trucy's Apartment).......

Apollo: (Takes a Deep Breath Before Speaking) So..........You and Wocky!?

Trucy: (Pouts at Apollo While Cuddling with Him and Athena Under a Blanket) Polly! I thought I told you not to relax!!

Apollo: ('Sigh') I know. It's just....This whole news is still pretty new to me, you know? I can't helped but to be surprised by it.

Athena: And we totally get where you're coming from in all of this, 'hon. Trust me, I was pretty surprised myself once she first told me. (Place her Head on Apollo's Shoulder on her Side) But you really shouldn't let yourself get stressed out about this. Especially on your first day back home.

Apollo: ('Sigh') Yeah. (Kiss the top of Athena's Head) You're right, tiger. (Turns to Trucy) Sorry, Truce. I'll try relaxing more for your sake.

Trucy: (Smiles Brightly While Snuggling onto Apollo on her Side) Thank you. It makes me very happy to hear you say that.

Apollo: No problem. So.....do you still want to tell me how you and Wocky got together or.....

Trucy: Of course! It all started a year and a half ago: The Wright Anything Agency was as busy and successful as ever annnnnnnd I was still sad and gloomy at the fact that you were gone.

Apollo: You missed me that much, huh?

Trucy: (Pouts at Apollo While Pulling his Collar) Every. Single. DAY!!!......(Smiles Brightly Again Before Letting Go of Apollo's Collar, Much to his Terrified Expression) So, one day, I went to Mr. Eldon's Noodle Shop, hoping to eat my sadness away....('Sighs Dreamingly') And that's when I saw Wocky-Kins coming in there to check up on me~

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Ema: So you went to Eldon's Noddle Shop to eat, only to find Trucy in there, crying, which made you decided to talk to her?

Wocky: Yeah. I had a feeling that she was still pretty down about 'Pollo being gone to Khura'in for awhile, so I thought I would try cheering her up. We talked and laughed for almost two and half hours before we started to call it a day. But.....(Starts Rubbing the Back of his Head Back and Forth While Blushing a Little) Before I even started leaving, I......realized that I like having her as company. So.....I asked for her phone number.

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Apollo: He really did all of that?

Trucy: Well, it's more like he blurted out that he wanted my phone number if anything. (Giggles Softly) But he was so adorable when he got himself flustered like that~ Who am I to decline a sweet request? So I gave him my number in exchange for his and went on my merry way home. And....It actually made me happy.

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Wocky: So after that, we started texting, calling each other up on ours phone, and eventually started hanging out a lot more often than we ever did before. And they were all pretty fun, at least in my eyes. Then, a few days later, I.... realized that I had feelings for her. So I literally dash my way up to her and Mr. Wright's apartment to tell her, but when I did........

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Trucy: I immediately blurted out that I had feelings for him too!~ Then after that, we made it our newly found relationship official by hugging each other, and I brought him into the office to watch a movie and stay the night together, under each other's arms~

Athena: (Raised an Eyebrow at Trucy) Annnnnnnd?

Trucy: (Sighs Before Blushing Bashfully) And....this was the day when daddy was off during his usual trial...

Apollo: (Eyes Widened in Surprised) Seriously?

Athena: (Begins to Smirk Playfully) Yeeeeup~ She was literally gushing all about it when we told me about it on the phone.

Trucy: It's true.........

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Ema: (Gives Wocky an Evil Smirk on her Face Once More) Real bold of you to spend the night with Trucy, in her home, while her daddy was away~

Klavier: (Chuckles Lightly) I know~ It was so surprising once he told me about it on the phone.

Wocky: (Glares at the Couple While Blushing Madly) Hey!! I didn't know the guy was out of town that day! And besides, I only stayed there for one day before I went back home.

Ema: Okay. But how does it feel spending the night with her during that time?~

Wocky: (Blush Turns Bright Red Before Sighing in Defeat) It was amazing.......

Ema: Thought so. (Smiles Softly) Still, I'm happy for you, Wocky.

Wocky: You're not just sayin' that to mess with me, are you?

Ema: Relax. My teasing session of you is over. I'm honestly really glad that you and Trucy got together during those times.

Wocky: (Smiles Brightly) Thanks! I'm pretty glad and happy about it myself. (Frowns a Little While Looking Away) I just hope I don't mess it up like I did with Alita....

Klavier: (Puts on a Reassuring Smile on his Face) Wocky, my friend, we talked about this. Everything that happened between you two wasn't your fault.

Ema: Fop's right. The two-timing hoe wasn't even good enough for you to begin with.

Wocky: (Chuckles Lightly) Yeah. You're right. Still worried though.

Ema: (Place her Hand on Wocky Shoulder) Listen, Wocky, if you ever need any advice on this whole relationship deal, don't be afraid to ask the both of us here, okay?

Wocky: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Surprised) You guys would really do all of that for me?

Klavier: (Smiles Brightly) Why, of course. We are friends after all.

Ema: (Smiles Brightly) Exactly. Plus, you're practically the kid brother of our group. We always got your back.

Wocky: (Slowly Begins to Smiles Softly and Sincerely) Thanks, guys.

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Apollo: (Takes a Deep Breath Before Speaking) Alright. It's settled.

Athena: Hm?

Trucy: What's settled, Polly?

Apollo: You and Wocky's relationship...........(Smiles Softly) I approved.

Trucy: ('GASPS') Really!?

Apollo: (Happily Nodded) Yeah. I mean, from what everything you said, it was pretty nice and considerate of Wocky to do all of that for you . Plus, I'd be a lousy brother and friend if I try separating you two from one another. So yeah, If you guys are dating, that's good enough for me.

Trucy: Eeeeeee!~ (Hugs Apollo Very Lovingly) Thank you! Thank you! Thank you so much, Polly!~ You have no idea how happy this makes me!!~ (Gives Apollo a Big Kiss on One Side of the Cheek)

Athena: (Happily Hugs Apollo as Well) Oooh~ I'm so proud of you, 'Pollo~ You really are good big brother~ (Lovingly Kiss the Other Side of Apollo's Cheek) ('Mmmwaaah')

Apollo: (Chuckles Lightly While Blushing) Hey. I'm just doing my best being a good one here. B-But I still wanna see Wocky tommorow! About your relationship and all.

Trucy: Okay, but please don't try to scare him too much, okay? Daddy, Momma Maya, and Pearly has done that already.

Apollo: (Chuckles Lightly) Really now? Who do think was scarier?

Trucy: It's....kind of hard to choose really. Daddy uses his scary "My Daughter is Dating a Boy" kind of voice to scare him straight, then after that, Momma Maya puts on dark, twisted smile on her face, followed by Pearly threatening to slap him across the face multiple time, and then there's Athena....

Athena: (Smiles Proudly) I told him I would break his legs if he hurts our little princess.

Apollo: (Gives His Girlfriend a Deadpinned Look on his Face) You seriously told him all of that?

Athena: Of course I did. I mean...('Sigh') Look, I know he's a good guy and everything, but I just wanted to set a good example here. (Smiles Brightly) As a big sister!

Trucy: (Gives Athena a Deadpinned Look on her Face as Well) You mean by threatening my boyfriend that you're gonna break his legs?

Athena: Hey. At least I wasn't as bad as your dad and Pearls.

Trucy: (Pouts at Athena) Doesn't make you any less better!

Athena: (Glares Back at Trucy) Yeah? W-Well......S-Shut your cute face up!

Trucy: Cute? ('Tch') Please! I'm adorable!

Athena: Yeah. Adorably obnoxious.....

Trucy: Was that supposed to be an insult or a compliment?

Athena: Hell if I know!

Apollo: ('Sigh') Yep. I definitely missed you guys alright.

Athena: (Went Back to Hugging Apollo on her Side) We missed you too, Polly!~

Trucy: (Went Back to Hugging Apollo on her Side as Well) Never leave us again, okay!?~

Apollo: (Chuckles Lightly) Relax, girls. (Hugs Both of his Girls Together) I'm not going anywhere anytime soon. Promise.

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GS4 vs AJ:AA - Episode 2, Part 4

I don’t want to start every one of these posts with an apology about being late again, so I’m just going to apologize to my eyes for keeping open this long. They burn, still do. I was tempted to count this day as another “unannounced sick leave” day, but I persevered for you all. You’re welcome.

And, uh, I’m just gonna leave a joke here that no one will get until they click the Read More link.

“What do you call a distressed lawyer who’d forgotten his badge in his house?” “Oh, darn, ok... house key.”

10/19/20 edit: Oh, nooo! I can’t believe I forgot to revisit the Detention Center! I’ve corrected this grave error. Now it’s complete. Also, since this case is a bit free-form in how it progresses, I’m just going the order I went the first time I played, or close enough to it.

> Wright Anything Agency

> Examine: piano

<Apollo> ピアノの上に、奇妙な道具が並べられている。 There are all sorts of strange paraphernalia sitting on top of the piano.

<Apollo> これだけ道具があるんだから、何かマジックやってみせてよ。 It seems a shame to have all these props and not do a trick or two.

<Trucy> いいですよー！ You asked for it!

<Mr. Hat> また会いましたね。ビックリくん、でしたか。 Heeeey, Mr. Righteous, was it? Wakka wakka!

<Trucy> ちがうよ。オドロキくんだよ。 “王泥喜　法介”！ Justice, Mr. Hat! Apollo Justice.

<Mr. Hat> ああ。“汚泥鬼　呆助” Just is? Apollo just is what? That's what I want to know!

<Trucy> “ドロ”しか合ってないよ！ Oh, you're hopeless!

<Apollo> ‥‥そいつはもういいよ。 ...Please, make it stop.

"It seems we meet again. Bikkuri-kun, was it?" [also means shock] "No, no. It's Odoroki-kun. 'Odoroki Housuke'!" "Ah, I see. 'Ohdorokie Housekey'." "You only got the 'doro' part right!"

...Anyway, if you look at the JP script above, you can see Boushi-kun got all the kanji wrong, though it's still pronounced the same way. Also, it's funnier when you realize Minuki just called him 'mud' because that's actually part of his name.

> Examine: silk hat

<Apollo> みぬきちゃんと同じ、ブルーのシルクハットだ。 A blue silk top hat, just like the one Trucy's wearing.

<Trucy> それは、みぬきのイメージカラー《ミヌキー・ブルー》です！ It's my trademark color! Trucy Blue!

<Apollo> ‥‥勝手に“色”を自分のものにするなよ。 I don't think you can trademark the color blue.

<Trucy> やっぱり、ステージに立つ人間は、目立たないとアレですから。 Standing out is everything when you're up on stage!

ほら。オドロキさんだって、キメてるじゃないですか。 Bet you didn't know you've got your own color, too, Apollo!

全身《オドロー・レッド》で！ Crimson Justice!

<Apollo> ‥‥おどり出したくなるような、おどろおどろしいような。 You make me sound like some second-rate superhero.

<Trucy> でしょー？ At least it's better than being a first-rate super zero!

"Look, it's obvious what yours is too. A full-body 'Odoro Red'!" "...I'm guessing you'd want me to dance or be super flashy." "Right?"

Fyi, "おどり出す" (odoridasu) means "to break into dance" and "おどろおどろしい" (odoro'odoroshii) means "eerie" or "exaggerated"; basically not being subtle at all.

> Examine: plate of spaghetti

<Apollo> 喫茶店のショーウインドウでおなじみ、ロウ細工のスパゲティだ。 A dish of plastic spaghetti like some restaurants put on display.

そういえば、こんなのどこから持ってきたの？ Where did you get this, anyway?

<Trucy> パパからの誕生日プレゼントです！ It was a birthday present from Daddy!

うれしかったなあ‥‥ ずーっと欲しかったから。 I was so happy... You don't know how long I wanted one of these!

その夜は、抱いたまま寝ちゃって、ヘシ折っちゃいました。スパゲティ。 I fell asleep with it, cradled in my arms, and the spaghetti bent!

<Apollo> （意外に女の子のウケがいいのかな。　こういうの‥‥） (Mental note: What she really wants for her next birthday: A bowl of plastic food...)

"(I guess this kind of thing is really popular with girls...)"

If anything, it's really popular with girls who work with attorneys at this firm... usually they ask for some sorts of noodles, or some saucy meat in buns if you count the EN versions.

> Examine: table

<Apollo> 手品用のテーブルの上に、ポットが置いてある。 A hot water pot sits on a magic table.

このテーブル、どうしてこんなに脚が細いのかな。 Why is the stand for this table so flimsy looking?

<Trucy> ‥‥うーん。カッコイイから、かなあ。 ...Hmm. Maybe it looks better that way?

<Apollo> ‥‥もっと、おもしろいコタエを期待してたのに。 ...I was hoping for a more professional explanation.

<Trucy> ‥‥うーん。 Well...

シカケがないコトを見せるため、とか？ Maybe to show that there's no tricks involved?

<Apollo> ‥‥‥‥‥‥‥‥ マトモだね。 ... Not bad.

<Trucy> ‥‥アタリマエのコト言っちゃ、ダメなのかなあ。 I still think it's just that it looks better that way.

The last two lines were: "......Well, that was pretty honest." "...I think giving the obvious answer would be against the rules, though."

Btw, I can see why they translated Apollo's line as "Not bad", since 'matomo' can be used in contexts where someone is giving something a "decent" rating. I just think Minuki's next line makes it more clear about what he means, though with the changed context, it's only fair Trucy's last line here is changed too.

> Examine: Charley

<Apollo> 観葉植物のチャーリーくんだ。 It's Charley, the houseplant.

ずっと前から、この事務所で育てられているらしい。 They've had it for years, apparently.

<Trucy> “くん”なんて、シツレイです！ “先輩”って呼ぶの。 That's "Mr. Charley" to you! He's been here longer, after all.

<Apollo> ‥‥は、はあ。 ...Right, sorry.

<Trucy> チャーリー先輩、すみません。レイギを知らない新人でして。 I'm sorry, Mr. Charley. He was raised by a tribe of heathens.

<Apollo> （水をやりながら、　なんか言ってるぞ‥‥） (She's saying something to the plant as she waters it...)

<Trucy> あ。それから。アイサツは “おはようございます”ですから。 Mr. Charley forgives you. This time.

<Apollo> ‥‥そういえばココ、芸能事務所だったっけ。 ...Is there anything else I might do to please His High Leafiness?

Huh, I've spotted a legitimate mistake in translation for once: Apollo's line in (). For reference: "It's Charley-kun, the houseplant. They've been raising it for a long time in this office." "'Kun'!? That's so rude! Call him 'senpai'!" "...Right, sorry." "I'm sorry, Charley-senpai. He's just a newbie who doesn't know his manners." "(She says to it, as she waters it...)" "Oh. From here on, you'll greet him with a 'Good Morning, senpai', okay?" "...Oh yeah, this is a talent agency, isn't it?"

10/10/20 edit: Thanks, Ash. Tweaked Odoroki’s last line here to make it clearer what he means. It’s customary in talent/entertainment agencies to uphold a stricter code of seniority, especially one with a reputation. It seems it’s also customary for staff to say “Good morning” as a general greeting regardless of what time of day it is. The only reason Odoroki forgot his place is because he’s still used to thinking this place is a law firm.

> Talk: Wocky's Father

<Alita> なんかね。今の組長さん、極道から足を洗おうとしてるの。 Did you know that the boss is trying to get out of the business?

<Apollo> え。そうなんですか！（極道を‥‥やめる？） R-Really? (Mr. Kitaki wants to quit being a gangster!?)

<Alita> フツウの企業に生まれ変わろうとしているみたい。 He's trying to transfer his assets into a normal company.

滝太クンのお父さんがね。最近、急に言い出して‥‥ He only announced it recently, out of the blue...

組員のヒトたちも、ずいぶんとまどってるみたい。 I hear there's quite a lot of confusion in the ranks.

<Apollo> （そういえば‥‥似合わない　エプロンをつけてたな‥‥） (Hmm. I wonder if this explains that apron?)

‥‥でも、それ。滝太さんは反対しそうですね。 ...I can't imagine Wocky going along with that.

<Alita> ふふ。あのヒト、やんちゃなトコロがあるから。 Hee hee. He's highly motivated, isn't he?

<Apollo> “やんちゃ”って感じじゃないですけど。 Um, that's not the word I would have used.

<Alita> 『オレが組長になって、　ゼッタイ極道をつづける！』って。 He said, "I'll be the next Big Boss, and keep the Family alive."

ちょっぴり、背伸びしたいオトシゴロなんですよね。 I think he's at that age when boys want to make a mark on the world.

<Apollo> （ややこしそうだもんな。　あの親子） (That's not the way I would have put it...)

Fyi, she uses "yancha", or "naughty kid", to describe him.

The last line here: "(What a complicated father-son relationship.)"

<Alita> 最近、すごーく儲けてるの。キタキツネ一家。 His father moves in a lot of circles... He's really focused on profits.

滝太クンのお父さん、いろんな世界にカオがきくから。 The Kitaki Family's been making a killing recently!

<Apollo> （たいした人物らしいな。　滝太クンのお父さん‥‥） (Again, not the way I would have put it...)

<Alita> 滝太クン。『極道がカネ儲けに走ったらオシマイだ』って。 But Wocky says it's not about the money. They have the gangster tradition to uphold.

<Trucy> それって、アレですね！ Ooh, a generation gap!

“ぜねれーしょん・ぎゃっぷ” ‥‥ってヤツ。 They've even got the ever classic "what about the family business" thing going...

<Apollo> ふつう、父と子の主張は逆だけどね。 Usually, it's the father worried about tradition...

The first three lines here: "Lately, they've been making soo much, the Kitakitsune Family. Takita-kun's father holds a lot of influence in lots of places, after all." "(His father sure seems like a big deal, alright...)"

> Present anything to Alita

<Alita> ごめんなさい‥‥わたし。事件のこと、詳しくはわからないの。 I'm sorry, I don't know much about the case.

わたしにできることは少ないし、あなただけが頼りなの。 I... I feel so helpless. You're my only hope.

滝太クンのこと助けてあげてね‥‥ Please, help my Wocky-Pocky...

Hahaha, she said "Pocky". I just imagined Wocky-style Pocky sticks and I want some. I bet they'd have some foxy designs on that choco...

Ahem, sorry. I just wanted to share. She doesn't call him anything different here in the JP either.

> Move: Detention Center

<Apollo> よし。河津さんの話を聞いてみよう。 ‥‥ちょっと疲れそうだけど。 Alright. Let's have a little chat with Mr. Stickler. (I hope I don't regret this.)

<Trucy> 貴重な“目撃者”ですからね！ He is a valuable witness!

<Apollo> （まあ‥‥ある種“貴重な” 　目撃者だよな、アレは‥‥） (He is a bit "precious", I'll give him that.)

<Stickler> なんなのですか‥‥ ワタクシはこれで、忙しいのですよ。 Please, keep this brief, if you would. I'm quite busy.

今日中に、論文の構成をまとめ‥‥ ムムッ！　アナタがたはッ！ I need to finish this paper... Nyurk! I-It's you!!!

<Apollo> ‥‥河津さん。お話をうかがいに来ました。 ...Mr. Stickler. We'd like to have a few words with you.

<Stickler> ‥‥‥‥‥‥‥‥‥ ......

‥‥まあ、いいでしょう。手短にお願いしますよ。 ...Very well. As long as they're few.

<Apollo> （立ち直りが早いな‥‥） (Nothing would make me happier, believe me.)

“(He sure was fast to return to form...)”

> Examine: guard

<Apollo> 面会のようすを監視する看守だ。 A security guard. He stands here, watching this room.

オレたちの話を聞いているのかいないのか‥‥‥。 I have no idea if he's listening to us talk.

まったく、表情が変わらない。 I'm not even sure he's breathing.

That’s a bit harsh there... It was just “His expression doesn’t change at all.”

> Talk: Panty Theft

<Trucy> みぬきのパンツのシカケを知りたかっただけですもんね。 You wanted to know the trick to my panties, right?

<Stickler> あ、あなたはッ！ Y-You're here, too!?

<Trucy> ‥‥？ ...?

<Stickler> どうか、あなたを “先生”と呼ばせてくださいッ！ Oh, Great Trucy! Teach me!

<Trucy> ええっ！ Eh!?

<Stickler> なんとかして教えていただけないか！ I must know the secret of your panties!

ワタクシの人生を狂わせた、あのパンツのナゾをッ！ My very existence hangs in the balance!

なんなら、このワタクシをあなたサマの“弟子”にッ！ Please, make me your apprentice!

<Trucy> オドロキさん！なんとかしてください！ Apollo! Help!

<Apollo> いいんじゃない？カッコウもマジシャンぽいし。 I dunno, I think he'd make a great "lovely assistant".

<Trucy> そんなムセキニンな‥‥ Don't say that, Apollo...

Hahaha! He straight up called her “Sensei”. That’s kinda cute if I’m being honest.

Odoroki’s last line here: “Why not? His uniform kinda looks like a magician’s outfit too.”

> Present: anything

<Apollo> ‥‥‥‥‥‥‥ ...

（‥‥証拠品、見てくれない） (...Fine, ignore my evidence. See if I care.)

（おおかた、パンツのナゾの　コタエを考えているのだろう） (I wonder what he's thinki... On second thought, let's not go there.)

Actually, Odoroki has a pretty good idea: “(He’s probably still thinking about solving the mystery of those panties.)”

> (optional at any time) Return to W.A.A. to talk to Trucy

> Present Magic Panties

<Trucy> スゴイでしょ、みぬきのパンツ！法廷でも大カツヤクでしたよね！ Aren't my panties amazing? They were a big hit in court.

<Apollo> （たしかに。今日の裁判の　決め手になったもんな‥‥） (They were the star player of the day, that's true.)

<Trucy> 明日の法廷も、みぬきにおまかせです！ What should I show them in court tomorrow!?

<Apollo> （毎回、パンツにたよる弁護士には　なりたくないな‥‥） (If only I could count on panties to save the day every day...)

The last two lines: "You can leave it to me to make a show in tomorrow's trial too!" "(I've had enough of being known as the 'panties attorney' these days, thanks...)"

I know nothing about that, I swear.

> Move: Eldoon's House

<Guy> 屋台が“現場”ってどーいうコトよ！ How can a noodle stand be a crime scene, that's what I don't get, Trucy-doll!

あのヤロウ、死んでまでもヒトの商売のジャマをしやがって‥‥ Even in death he's after my neck, I tell ya! Bah!

ワシが、そんなにしょっぱいってか！ Can't even cook an honest noodle...

<Apollo> “あのヤロウ”‥‥ですか？ "He"...?

<Trucy> “死んでまで”というコトは‥‥ 被害者の宇狩院長さん、かなあ。 "Even in death"... You mean the victim, Dr. Meraktis?

<Guy> まあ、そんなワケでな。 I tell ya.

ワシのカオも《極みそ》並みにしょっぱくなっちまうワケよ。 It's enough to drive a man to make his soup even saltier.

<Apollo> （‥‥やれやれ。　キゲンが悪いみたいだな‥‥） (Remind me never to eat his noodles when he's in a bad mood...)

"What do they mean, the noodle stand is the 'crime scene'!? That jerk, even in death he's in my way of a good sale... Not even I'm that salty!" "'That jerk'...?" "'Even in death'... You mean the victim, Dr. Ugari?" "Yeah, that's him. Makes me so salty that I could even rival my 'Extre-Miso'."

By the way, "Kiwami" means "Extreme"! ...But seriously, it shocked me how well I could fit "extreme" with "miso".

> Talk: Noodle Stand

<Guy> あの屋台はな。矢田吹家の男児が代々、 That stand... For generations, it's served up the very best noodles us Eldoons could make.

ちぢれ麺と秘伝の“みそ”とともに伝えてきたのだ。 A tradition of noodles and salty broth.

ある種、このあたりの歴史そのものと言ってもいいシロモノなのだ。 It's more than a stand, it's history, I tell you.

<Apollo> （それは言いすぎだろう） (Watch what you say or it might become true...)

Originally, he said "(That might be pushing it a bit.)" Though, I gotta admit I like the way the loc team did it.

<Apollo> あの‥‥ムギツラさん。 Mr. Eldoon, I don't mean to pry...

あなたの、ムカシのお仕事って、なんだったんですか？ ...but what exactly did you do before you became a chef?

<Guy> フン！　クチに出すのもイヤな、ニガくてしょっぱい思い出だよ！ Bah! Let old noodles lie, that's what I say.

<Apollo> （なんとなく‥‥ 　ハナシが見えてきたぞ） (I'm starting to get an idea of what he did, anyway.)

<Guy> とにかく！　トナリのオヤジは、ワシから夢を奪って死んだのさ！ He stole my dreams and left me with nothin' but noodles.

《営業停止》という、ドえらいメーワクを残してな！ And now I don't even have that!

Originally, he answered: "Hmph! Even saying it aloud brings back horribly bitter, salty memories!" "(I'm starting to get an idea of what he did, anyway.)" "Anyway! That geezer next door stole my dreams dead, he did! And I was left with a big, fat 'Business Suspension'!"

> Talk: Meraktis Clinic

<Guy> 個人の医院にしちゃ、リッパなモンだろ？ He's the only doctor at that clinic, you know. Pretty impressive, eh?

ヤツは、成功するためにヤクザたちと手を組んだのだ！ I'll tell you the secret to his success... The mob!

<Apollo> やくざ‥‥というと、《キタキツネ一家》ですか？ You mean... the Kitaki Family?

<Guy> 連中、“抗争”とか言ってケンカが多くてな。 They're always having one of them "turf wars" or whatnot.

ケガ人が絶えなかったのさ。そこに目をつけたのが、あの宇狩だ。 Always an injury or two that needs fixing. Meraktis saw a chance for some business.

《キタキツネ割引》というサービスを始めた。 So he started giving the Kitaki Family a good deal...

<Apollo> わりびき‥‥ A deal...?

<Guy> きっと、先代の知恵の結晶‥‥ Every fifth operation for free!

《やたぶき屋スタンプ割引》のアイデアをパクったんだよ！ He stole the idea from my pops! One free bowl of noodles a week, he used to say.

To clarify, it seems the noodle stand tradition was to provide customers a stamp discount. I'm not sure if it's standard or not, but most shops I know that have stamp discounts count by fives or tens, so on the 5th or 10th purchase, there's a discount or some special deal that comes with it.

> Talk: Former Profession

<Apollo> オヤジさん。もしかして、 “ムカシの職業”って‥‥ Mr. Eldoon... or should I say "Dr. Eldoon"...

<Guy> ‥‥バレちまったみたいだな。 Figured it out, did ya?

そう、ワシは外科医だった。おととしまでな。 That's right, I was a doctor. A surgeon... until the year before last.

<Trucy> じゃあ。宇狩さんは、アレですね？ “しゅくめいのらいばる”ってヤツ。 So Mr. Meraktis was your rival?

<Guy> ‥‥アンタ。ラーメンのネギは好きかい？ ...You like those onions they put in the soup broth?

<Apollo> え。はあ。ワリと。 Um, yeah, kind of.

<Guy> ちりれんげでスープを飲むと、かならずネギがまじっている。 You take a spoon, you drink some broth... Those onions will find their way in there.

ネギ好きにはたまらないが、ネギ嫌いにもたまらない。 For people who like 'em, why that's just fine. For people who hate 'em...

‥‥ワシは、ネギが大ッキライなんだッ！ ...I hate onions. Hate 'em!

いちいち、よけいなところで味わいのジャマをしてくさる！ Always sneaking in from the side, gettin' in the way of a good tastin' spoonful.

アイツがそうだった！宇狩のネギボウズがッ！ Well, that's what he was. An onion! Onion-boy, that's what I called 'im.

And to clarify here, it's usually green onion, or scallion as some chefs prefer to call it, that you'd find in soup broths. Personally, I love that stuff and grew up with soups where my mom would add it all the time, no matter what soup she was making.

Fun fact: "たまらない" (tamaranai) can change its meaning to the opposite side depending on the context. If you mean it positively, it's "irresistible"; if negatively, it's "unbearable". Basically, there's a strong response of some kind.

> Move: People Park

<Apollo> あれ。なんか、ちょっと印象がちがうような‥‥ Huh? Does something about this scene look different to you?

<Trucy> きのうは、地面に青いシートが敷いてありましたから。 The blue tarps are gone! Maybe that's it?

<Apollo> ああ、そうだっけ。あ。あそこ。 Yeah, I think you're right. Look over there.

<Trucy> きのうの、白い刑事さんですね。 The white-frocked detective from yesterday.

ゴミ箱に向かって土下座して、必死にあやまってます。 She seems to be apologizing reverently... to the trash can.

<Apollo> ‥‥カワイソウに。きっと、捜査が進まなくて‥‥ She's... under a lot of stress.

すこし、アタマがおかしくなっちゃったんだな。 The investigation's probably not going so well.

By "apologizing reverently", they mean she's prostrate before the trash can. More likely, she was just head-down focused on tracing those footprints, but to be honest, I get that feeling a lot, especially lately. Straining your eyes on little things or bright screens for such a long time...

<Ema> ちょっと！　アンタたち！ Hey, you there!

ナイショ話なら、聞こえないようにやってくれないかなあ。 If you're going to talk about someone behind their back, do it more quietly, please!

<Apollo> あ。刑事さん、どうも。 Oh, Detective Skye. Hello.

<Trucy> なんか、今日もゴキゲンななめみたいですね。 You seem as gloomy as ever.

<Ema> ホント、最低ね。新しい道具はうまくいかないし。 This is miserable! Miserable! I just got a new kit, and I can't get the stuff to work.

じゃらじゃらしたおニイさんには、やさしくされるし。 And everyone's all smiles for that glimmerous fop.

<Trucy> じゃらじゃら‥‥？牙琉検事さんのコト、かな。 Glimmerous...? Does she mean Prosecutor Gavin?

<Apollo> ふつう“ちゃらちゃらした” って言うんじゃあ‥‥ More to the point, doesn't she mean "glamorous"?

<Ema> あのヒトが歩くと、クサリがじゃらじゃら鳴って、気になるの。 When he walks his shiny chains catch the sun and glimmer in my eyes! It's distracting.

さくさくさくさくさくさくさくさくさくさくさくさくさくさくさくさく。 MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH MUNCH

<Apollo> （この刑事さんが歩くと、　さくさく言って、気になるな） (Speaking of distracting...)

It pains me to admit that "glimmerous" is not a real word, but in my heart it is.

Anyway, originally the word Akane used was "jarajara", which is onomatopoeia for a jingle-jangle sound. Odoroki tries to correct her with "charachara", which also can mean the same thing, but also can refer to "flirty" or "flashy" types. She specifies she means "jarajara" because his chain necklace keeps jingle-jangling around her.

> Talk: Prosecutor Gavin

<Ema> ちょっと、合わないんだよね。 I won't lie, I'm not fond of the man.

ああいう、じゃらじゃらしたタイプは。 Those glimmerous types always rub me the wrong way.

<Apollo> “ちゃらちゃら”‥‥ね。 "Glamorous"... right.

<Ema> やっぱり検事さんはこう、クールでちょっとミケンにシワ寄せて‥‥ A prosecutor should be cool of wit and furrowed of brow.

“じゃらじゃら”より “ひらひら”した感じが理想よね！ Less "glimmerous" and more "simmerous"... you know?

<Apollo> ‥‥まったくイメージがわかないなあ。 ...No, actually, I don't.

She wants less "jarajara" and more "hirahira" from her prosecutors. I'm sure you all know that "fluttery" sound by now.

> Talk: Ema, reject her offer

<Apollo> ‥‥今は、やめておきます。失敗したら、悪いし。 I think I'll pass. Wouldn't want to waste a kit if I messed up.

<Ema> うーん、困ったなー‥‥ 手を借りたかったのに。 Really? That's too bad... I really could use the help.

<Trucy> えー！　やりたいな、みぬき。トクイなのに。手打ちうどんとか。 Aww, I want to try! It'll be just like making pancakes in the dirt!

<Apollo> （あとで気が変わったら、　やらせてもらおうかな‥‥） (I guess I can always talk to her again if I change my mind...)

Aw, Minuki mentioned it'd be like pounding up udon dough. (Who knew that udon dough would become a lot more relevant down the line in a future game...)

> Accept it, examine any set of prints

<Ema> あ。そのカオ。 I know that face.

なんか“見つけた” みたいなカオしてるね。 That's the face of someone who's made... a discovery!

<Trucy> あれ。やっぱり、わかっちゃいます？ Hey, how did you know?

<Ema> ふふん。科学捜査官の目をナメちゃダメね。 You can't fool someone trained in the ways of science!

<Apollo> （そこは“カガク”は　関係ないと思うけど） (Next she'll have us analyzing face prints...)

<Trucy> とにかく。宝月刑事さんにおねがいしちゃいましょうよ！ Let's ask Detective Skye to help us, Apollo!

Originally: "(I doubt her eyes had much 'scientific' procedure to do.)"

> Examine smooth footprint, present wrongly

<Ema> ‥‥‥‥‥‥‥‥‥‥ あたしがナニ食べてるか、わかる？ ... Know what I'm eating?

<Apollo> まあ‥‥ カリントウ、ですよね？ Um... Snacks?

<Ema> あたしね。フキゲンなときは、カリントウ食べるの。知ってた？ Snacks. More precisely, whenever I'm in a bad mood, I eat chocolate Snackoos.

<Apollo> ‥‥それは、知りませんでした。 ...I had no idea.

<Trucy> たぶん、オドロキさんのコタエがちがった、ってコトでしょうね。 I think she means you picked the wrong evidence, Apollo.

<Apollo> （まわりくどいな） (...I had no idea.)

Ah, here it is, the origin of Snackoos. They were "karintou" before, which are a kind of crispy, bite-sized, brown-sugary cookie sticks. On the occasion, you can find a few bags at your local Asian supermarket.

> Present: slippers, get Ema's permission to investigate

> Move: Detention Center

<Wocky> はーい、お待たせ！ボクのかわいいペテン師ちゃん！ Yo, 'sup, my little imposter!

<Trucy> きゃあッ！な。な。なんですかッ！ Eeek! Wh-What did you call me?

<Wocky> うお！　な。なんだ。アンタかよ。美波ちゃんだと思ったぜ！ Dizzam! It's you!? Sorry, G, thought you were Alita.

<Trucy> コイビトを“ペテン師” 呼ばわりしてるんですか？ "My little imposter" sure is a strange nickname.

<Wocky> あれ？　そんな感じで言うだろ、シャバのヤツらは。 It's a clink thang. You wouldn't understand.

ええと‥‥ あ。“堕天使ちゃん”か？ D-Did I say "imposter"? I meant "poster"... like "poster girl", 'aight?

<Trucy> “ペ”や“だ”はいらないと思いますけど。 If you're going to drop part of that, why not drop "poster" and just call her "girl"?

<Wocky> とにかくよォ！　オレにとっちゃ弁天サマなワケよ、ある種。 Cause she's so much more than that, G. She's like... She's like an angel. A fallen angel.

The localizers got lucky here that the word “imposter” is close enough to “poster” to make that joke. The joke had to be changed from Japanese, since it was more wordplay. Takita actually made a mistake; he meant to call her “ 堕天使ちゃん” (datenshi-chan), like a “fallen angel”, but called her “ペテン師ちゃん” (petenshi-chan), “imposter”/”swindler”, at first.

Then, Minuki says: “I don’t think you need to add the ‘pe’ or the ‘da’, though.” “Anyway! She’s like Benten-sama to me, in a way.”

Benten, or more formally Benzaiten, is the Japanese name of the Buddhist Goddess of Wisdom (and sometimes as Shinto Kami) who often is seen holding a biwa, a Japanese lute. She was originally based off of the Hindu Goddess of Wisdom Sarasvati, whose name was honored in ancient Chinese Buddhist texts as the religion carried over and later to Japan.

<Wocky> ば、バカ言うなよ！オトコってヤツはなァ。 M-Man... I ain't trying to hear that!

タイセツなものを守るために戦って、それで死ねるなら本望なんだ！ A man fights to protect what's valuable to him, you know what I'm saying?

<Wocky> ミナミちゃんに会いてえよォ。つれてきてくれよォ！ ...I miss my fallen angel!

アンタ、オレのベンゴシなんだろォ？ Hey, you go get Alita for me. You're my lawyer, aren't you?

<Apollo> （やれやれ‥‥ 　世話の焼ける依頼人だな） (Lawyer, not gopher...)

“(*sigh*... What a troublesome client.)”

> Talk: Alita Tiala

<Apollo> 来月、ケッコンされるそうですね。 So, I hear you're to be married next month?

<Wocky> そうさ！　もう、サカヅキはかわしてるんだ。 Straight up! We poured the nuptial 40 out on the stoop!

ミナミちゃんも、来月からはウチの一家さ。サイコーだよな！ Alita! Oh, snapplecakes! She soooo foine!

<Apollo> （ヤレヤレ‥‥ 　そうとうホレてるみたいだな） (I think he's smitten with her in his own weird way.)

Man, how could I have left out most of Wocky’s wonderful swag-talk...

By the way, Takita mentions how they even exchanged sake cups. This practice is a pretty big deal in Japan and one that most people wouldn’t do lightly. There’s usually a solemn oath to be made with such an exchange. It doesn’t have to be between lovers getting married; just between two (or more) people who swear to abide by some social contract.

And guess what, it’s the very same practice that Yakuza are renowned for doing when they swear brotherhood among their ranks. One does not simply become “kyoudai” without some serious exchange of... Wait. I can clearly remember someone in a Yakuza game who was kinda “ok” about things and it happened. Okay, it’s usually the case anyway.

> Talk: Kitaki Family

<Wocky> 極道ってのは“ワル”の道だ。 “ワル”にこそオトコの美学がある。 Life in the Family is a G thang. It's about being a man.

‥‥わかるだろ？ ...You know what I'm saying?

<Trucy> みぬき、女の子だから。わかんないなあ。 Sorry, I'm not up on my G things. I'm not even sure what a G thing is...

“I’m a girl so, no, I don’t get it.”

<Wocky> オヤジのヤツ。ここ最近、急に弱気になっちまってさ。 But my old man, he's gone soft.

《切った張ったの時代は　もうオシマイだ》なんて言ってよ。 He says the old rival gang days are over. He just wants to make money!

<Trucy> いいじゃないですか。 Isn't that a good thing?

<Wocky> バカ言え！　カネもうけに、なんの美学があるんだよ！ Man, there ain't no soul in making money!

ワルってのはな。スカッと生きて、アッサリ死ぬもんさ。 Better to live fast and die young. Fo'shizzle!

<Apollo> （やれやれ‥‥） (*sigh*...)

There’s actually an important point his dad makes here, about how the gang war days are over. While he certainly is referring to the way that the Kitaki Family is going legal again, it’s also true to modern Japanese history.

While the 80s had a huge economic boom and Yakuza were likely all up in that biz, it led to a huge bubble that collapsed and a depression that lasted through the 90s. Though Japan was still relatively quick to recover, through the 2000s and on, Japan entered into a period of changing politics and much more governmental intervention. For the once very profitable and romantically dramatized Yakuza, renowned as the “necessary evil” to keep petty crimes off the street, future prospects weren’t nearly so hot for them anymore, and their MO had to change. Some formerly Yakuza-run Big Zaibutsu Biz went completely legal and stand to this day. Even as a concept, the Yakuza gradually fizzled out in popularity in public opinion. Only traces of their former glory remain in crime drama series and games like this.

And then there’s the Yakuza series and their memes.

<Wocky> 見てな。オレが組長になったら。 Wait till I run the yard. Then everyone'll know what time it is.

《ワルい奴ら》のカッコイイ世界を作ってやるぜ！ That's right! O.G. time all the time. Represent!

<Trucy> “ワル”はどうかと思うけど。夢があるって、イイですよね。 Apollo, why does he keep talking about "Old Guys"?

<Apollo> （平和な子だよな‥‥） I don't think that's what "O.G." means, Trucy.

The last two lines: “I don’t know much about being ‘bad’, but it’s nice that he has a dream to follow.” “(Such a peaceful kid...)”

> Talk: Pal Meraktis

<Wocky> 公園で、ヤツと出くわした。なぜか‥‥屋台を引いていた。 When I run into him in the park... and he's dragging this noodle stand behind him!

<Trucy> あの。滝太さんが “要求”したんじゃないですか？ Wait, you didn't put him up to that?

ほら、アレ。 “みのしろきん”感覚で。 Like, you know, in the movies?

『イノチがおしければ、　屋台を引いてこい』みたいな！ "If you value your life, you'll bring the stand..."

<Wocky> ‥‥ムジャキなカオでくだらねえコトを聞くな。 ...Shorty, you're more wacked than I am. And that's saying something.

<Trucy> ううう‥‥みぬき、シンケンだったのに。 ...But I was serious!

Wacked, indeed. Or as it was originally: “...Don’t gimme that stupid crap while lookin’ so innocent-like.”

> Present: anything

<Wocky> ‥‥‥‥‥‥ふーん。いいんじゃねえの。 ... Yeah, whatever.

<Apollo> （何か別のコトを考えてるな。　ちゃんと見てないぞ） (He seems preoccupied... I'm not sure he even looked at my evidence...)

<Wocky> ‥‥ミナミちゃん。会いてえなあ。 Alita, man. Alita.

“...Minami-chan, I wanna see you again, babe.”

> Move: Meraktis Clinic

> Examine: reception desk

<Apollo> 病院の受付だ。当然だけど、ダレもいない。 The clinic reception desk. No one's here, of course.

カウンターに、標語のようなものが張り出されている。 There's a small sign on the counter...

《ココロとカラダに　やさしい、明朗会計を》 "Please pay your bill: Remember, we're the ones holding the scalpel."

‥‥深いな。意外に。 Brutal... but effective.

Originally, the sign read: "Treat your heart and body well with a honest bill." So it has a similar message, but isn't as directly threatening.

> Move: People Park, ask about print analysis, present slippers & sandals

> Move: Meraktis Clinic, then its Office

> Examine: cabinets

<Apollo> うわ！　なんだコレ！ Whoa! What are those?

カベ一面、ビーカーで埋めつくされてるぞ‥‥ The wall is covered with beakers...

<Trucy> きゃあああッ！中で何かが動いてますッ！ Eeeeek! Something's moving inside that one!

‥‥オドロキさん！　みぬきのかわりに、見てくださいッ！ ...You look, Apollo!

<Apollo> そ。そういうのは、自分の目でたしかめなよ！　‥‥あれ。 H-Hey, look yourself! You can't... Oh.

‥‥なんだ。金魚じゃないか。 ...It's a goldfish.

<Trucy> わあ！　他にも、いろいろなお魚がいます！ Wow, they're all fish! So many kinds!

<Apollo> （まったく‥‥ヒト騒がせな　インテリアだな‥‥） (Whoever designed this had a sick sense of humor...)

That "sick sense of humor" must be from someone who likes to cause trouble or raise false alarms... Basically, a troll.

Oh wait, Meraktis definitely was a troll. He trolled Eldoon since they were kids and kept doing it even in death. Man was a master troll to the end... Normally, I don't respect trolls, but I can make an exception for someone who dedicated his whole life (and death) to the trade.

> Examine: safe, present fingerprint set, enter code

> Examine: papers

<Trucy> これは‥‥ カルテ、ですね。たぶん。 This looks like... a medical chart.

レントゲン写真といっしょに、１組だけ入ってます。 There's an X-ray in here with it.

<Apollo> レントゲン写真‥‥か。見てもイミがわからないな。 An X-ray...? Hmm, can't make heads or tails of it.

‥‥カルテも読めないし。ドイツ語だから。 And I can't read the chart either, it's all in medical- speak.

Interestingly, this medical chart is written in German. I know historically, Japan had quite a long-term relationship with Germany even before the advent of WWII, and German engineering influenced quite a bit of Japan's growth in industry before the US came along, so the Japanese still have a few words borrowed from German and other European languages, especially in regards to scientific terms.

Case in point: "karute" from Karte, which is German for "map". The transition isn't perfect, of course.

10/10/20 edit: I blame Google Translate for this. So it can mean “map”, but it also can be used for “charts” in general, including medical ones. Though, “karute” in JP is used exclusively to refer to medical charts.

<Trucy> でも、名前のトコは日本語です。患者さんの名前‥‥《北木　滝太》 But, the names are easy enough to read. Look, by "Patient" it says... "Wocky Kitaki"!

<Trucy> あの滝太さん、ですよね。 ‥‥依頼人の。 So this is Wocky... our client's chart, huh.

<Apollo> どうして、このカルテが１組だけ、金庫に‥‥？ Why would this one chart be here in this safe...?

医師のサインは、ええと。《担当医：宇狩　輝夫》か。 Let's see, the physician's signature says "Pal Meraktis".

え‥‥‥‥‥‥‥‥ Eh...

<Trucy> どうしたんですか？オドロキさん。 What is it, Apollo?

<Apollo> こ。ここ‥‥ “カルテ処理”の担当者の欄‥‥ Look here where it says who filed the chart...

<Trucy> ええと。担当看護師‥‥《並奈　美波》 Let's see... "Nurse Alita Tiala"...!

<Apollo> 滝太クンの婚約者、だよな。なみなみなみなさん‥‥ Alita Tialita is Wocky's fiancée!

<Trucy> “な”が１コ多いです、オドロキさん！ That's one "ita" too many, Apololo!

Ha. Alita's name in JP is "Namina Minami", last-first, and Odoroki added one too many na's to her name. Look at Trucy wrecking his name, though.

<Apollo> なんで、ここに彼女の名前が！ Never mind that, what's her name doing here!?

<Trucy> し。知りませんよ！でも。名前があるってコトは‥‥ How should I know?

どうやら、この病院のスタッフみたいですね。みなみさん。 Though... I guess it means she's on staff at this clinic?

<Apollo> ‥‥どうして、今まで教えてくれなかったんだろう‥‥ Odd that she neglected to mention this before now...

<Trucy> それは‥‥ヤッパリ。何かの理由があったんでしょうね。 I'm sure she had her reasons.

<Apollo> （‥‥なみなみなみさんは、　宇狩外科医院のスタッフだった） (So Alita Tiala worked at the Meraktis Clinic...)

（しかも‥‥きたきたきたきの　カルテを処理している‥‥） (And she had access to Wocki Kitaky's medical chart!)

<Trucy> “き”が１コ多いです、オドロキさん！ You got the "I" and "Y" wrong, Appolo!

And Wocky's name is "Takita Kitaki", last-first, and Odoroki added one too many ki's this time. Look at Trucy still wrecking his name. Now I can't unsee "Apollo" as looking weird.

> (optional) Move: People Park

> Present: lamp

<Apollo> そうだ。このスタンド、見てもらえますか？ Say, could you take a look at this lamp?

<Ema> あれ。電球が割れてるね。 Hmm. The bulb's broken.

<Apollo> そうなんです。ちょっとオカシイですよね。 Right. Strange, isn't it?

<Ema> うーん。そう？　あたし、よく割れるけどな。電球。 Really? I break bulbs all the time.

デスクが散らかってるからね。すぐ落ちるの。スタンド。 My desk is a mess and my lamp is always falling over. ...Not too bright, huh?

<Apollo> （問題外だな、それは‥‥） (Ouch...)

<Trucy> ちょっと、気になりますよねー‥‥ I still think it's kind of odd...

I swear this bit about the lamp falling over is a direct reference to Turnabout Sisters. Emphasis on the word "stand" too. Odoroki even said: "(That's practically unthinkable...)"

> Move: Eldoon's House

> Present: medical chart

<Trucy> あの。どうしたんですか？ダマりこんで‥‥ Why the sudden silence, Mr. Eldoon?

<Guy> なんだ、こりゃ‥‥ どういうコトだよ、コレは！ What...? What's going on here!?

<Apollo> いやいや！こっちが聞きたいですよ！ That's what we want to know!

その、カルテ‥‥ オレの依頼人のものなんですけど。 That chart belongs to my client.

<Trucy> 今、サツジンの容疑をかけられて、裁判を‥‥ He's on trial... On suspicion of murder.

<Guy> バカ言ってんじゃねェよ！ On trial! That's crazy!

そんなネムたいコト言ってたら‥‥ 死ぬぜ、このクランケ。 You can't put him on trial! He's ABD!

<Trucy> ‥‥くらんけ？ ...ABD?

<Guy> 患者だよ、カンジャ。こいつは‥‥一刻を争う事態だ。 All but dead. He's knocking on the Pearly Gates, and someone's about to answer.

Originally, he refers to him as "kuranke", which is from the German word "Kranke", which means "sick".

For the record, no, I don't know German. Ironically, I have Google Translate to thank.

10/10/20 edit: Thanks have been revoked. The word actually means “patient”, not simply “sick” as an adjective.

> Move: Detention Center

<Wocky> はーい、お待たせ！ボクのかわいい堕天使ちゃん！ Don't cry angel, Daddy's back and Daddy's...

‥‥って。またオマエらかよ！ ...Oh. You again.

<Apollo> あの。毎回、その登場をするんですか？ Do you always have to announce your entrances like that?

Hey, he got it right this time, good for him.

<Wocky> まあな。さっきはオヤジにやっちまってさァ。 Man, my old man, he... Man!

かなり気まずいムードになっちまったぜ！ Now I'm all in a funk, and it's his fault.

<Apollo> （‥‥そのケイケンから　何か学んでほしいな‥‥） (One can only assume that his father tried to teach him a lesson. And failed, clearly.)

<Wocky> それにしても。アンタらも、ゴクロウだよな。 You two got your work cut out for you, straight up.

オレはもう、カクゴはできてるってのにさ！ Course I don't care if they lock me up. I'm ready to go!

<Apollo> （やれやれ‥‥有罪になる気　マンマンだな） (Some days, I wonder why I do what I do.)

“(Oh, boy... He’s sure pumped up about being convicted.)”

> Present: medical chart, then talk about Alita again

<Trucy> ‥‥《宇狩外科医院》ですね？ ...The Meraktis Clinic?

<Wocky> そこでさ。出会っちまったワケよ。オレだけの堕天使ちゃんに。 That's where I met her. My fallen angel...

<Apollo> 並奈　美波さん‥‥ですか。 You mean Alita Tiala?

<Wocky> 最初は、オレのコト、コワがってたみたいなんだけどさ。 She was scared of me at first, turns out.

ひかれちまったんだろうなァ。オレの“悪”のミリョクに！ But you know what they say -- the bad guy always gets the ladies.

<Apollo> はあ‥‥ Right...

I try not to waste entry space, but I was just reminded of a certain song about “Why good girls always like bad boys?”, but mixed with “How baa-a-a-ad can I be?” and I hate it, thanks.

> Present: anything else

<Wocky> ‥‥‥‥‥‥ふーん。ダッセェの。 ... Man... that is so far off the hook, it's off the chain, G!

<Apollo> （何か別のコトを考えてるな。　ちゃんと見てないぞ） (He seems preoccupied with something else...)

<Wocky> ‥‥ミナミちゃん。何してんのかなあ。 ...Wonder how my Alita's doing. Man, I miss her.

Man, I suck at ending these posts. Here, have more Wocky free-stylin’.

Fyi, his first line here, he’s calling something “lame” and I dunno if he really did see but didn’t care or didn’t notice it at all.

#gsvsaa #gs4 #ajaa #turnabout corner #part 4

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