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He's not sure if it's relieving or not to know that Maya was here too. It was nice to know that he wasn't alone ( and sometimes he's like a fish out of water when he doesn't have her by his side ) but on the other hand , that means Pearl is alone. And everyone else back home doesn't have a clue about where the hell they are. Or , at the very least , he assumes so. He hopes they at least know more than he does.

❛ Uh - huh. ❜ It was like clockwork , Maya making herself comfortable on the couch that decorated the townhouse they so graciously put him in. He had half the mind to ask her about the house they assigned her , but instead he just chuckled softly. He knew full well he wouldn't be able to handle the silence of her not being there.

❛ I'm glad it was that easy to find me. ❜ He turned and locked the door ( just in case ) before making his way to the kitchen. This place was nicer than his apartment back home. He hoped he didn't have to pay rent. ❛ So . . did you find out about this place on your .. spikey - haired quest ? ❜ Maybe it was wishful thinking , because she seemed pretty preoccupied with drawing little pictures of him , but he needed to ask.

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🍔 Maya was having a crazy, amazing, insane, very weird day. She'd been warped to some weird city where she was given a place to live, and apparently there were people around them with powers. Not powers like her own, but honest to goodness superpowers! It was hard to believe, and it honestly sounded a little bit dangerous.

"And that's how I found you, Nick!" It was well into the evening, and Maya had ended up on his front doorstep in what probably seemed sudden to him. She had been recounting her efforts, searching for "a man with really pointy hair". Thankfully the people around here had heard of him!

She had, of course, pushed her way into his home and was making herself comfortable. "All I had to do was describe your hair! Well, and I had to kind of draw the shape for some people... There's a lot of people with spiky hair around here, but not many who have it slicked back apparently!"

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Paying attention to his surroundings never really was Phoenix's strong suit. The stress of being in a completely new place with no sort of rhyme or reason really hasn't helped , either. Mind filled with various questions - ( is pearl okay without maya with her ? will we ever even get out of this place to see her again ? . . do I have to retake the bar ? ) it was enough to send him into the shoulder of a passerby.

Before he can even start sputtering out his I'm so sorry , the guy he bumped into grabs him with intent he knows far too well for his liking. ❛ I'm sorry ! ❜ He doesn't put a hand on him for fear of making it worse. The first thing he does is attempt to step backwards , cowering in on himself. But the grip is tight ― the metal arm not helping much ― and he really can't put much distance between them. And to think his experience in court would've helped him stay cool in times like this.

❛ I - I don't want a fight. I didn't mean anything by it , really. ❜

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It's still mad. It thought that maybe, after enjoying a bit of the amenities in the back of V's head, it'd calm down and be more level-headed. Maybe that was what V was looking for. But no, after a good few hours chilling and checking on his arm, this place still sucked to be stuck in. The rage still seethed under his skin, on a hair trigger. All it would take would be a minor inconvenience to fuck it all up. And as if he was asking for it, someone bumps right into him, paper bag of tequila knocked right out of his silver hand. The fucking nerve of this guy. Johnny turns to see who it is, just some suit, but it doesn't ease the tension.

"Watch where the fuck you're going!" That's all it took, really. Johnny was losing patience for V at this point and wanted to take it out on something. Someone. He doesn't even pay any mind to his drink from earlier, doesn't even stop to think if this person is real or a figment of V's imagination. He storms right over, gripping Phoenix by the lapels, and growls. Fingers on both hands twitch with rage. He has nothing to say, just wants a reason to punch someone, hoping that Phoenix can see the reflection of his own fear in his sunglasses.

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Phoenix's luck hasn't been great these past few days. He's already had a few less - than - good first impressions ( none of which were on purpose ) and now he's face to face with someone who he knows is going to give him a hard time. ❛ . . Prosecutor Von Karma. ❜

He grimaces at her words. Even now she still finds unique ways to insult him. ❛ It's - uh - good to see you too. ❜ He chokes out awkwardly , shifting his weight from foot to foot. He wishes they didn't choose him , that way he could still be at the Agency. But . . now that he knows Maya's here , he'd feel bad if she were stuck here and he wasn't. And now that Franziska's here as well , he wonders if there's a limit to how many people they'll bring. Whoever they are.

❛ Yeah , I guess they're just taking everyone they can get their hands on. Next thing we know Gumshoe'll be here . . ❜

"Of course a foolish fool such as Phoenix Wright would end up here." Unsurprising, really, that Phoenix Wright was here. His assistant was here, and her little brother - surely the attorney would be lagging behind as well.

"I can only imagine a foolishly foolish man such as you are part of the reason we all ended up here. Were it the choice of our captors, I doubt that they would have chosen you." She scoffs, an eternal rivalry stoked in her soul. Particularly fiery given the last time they spoke she had helped him.

"...I have already seen my little brother, and Miss Fey."

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He hasn’t felt this lost since Mia died. This is different than grief ── at least , he thought it was. It was more than just losing a mentor , his guiding light being snuffed out , it was his entire life taken away for him to be here. He has yet to find a courtroom here ( and he still doesn’t know if he has to retake the bar ) so as far as he’s concerned he’s out of a job too.

It’s a crushing feeling , one that makes it hard to focus on anything. He supposes it’s a good thing that he’s been torn away from his thoughts like this , even if reality isn’t much better. There’s no use in already making enemies here. It comes far too easily for his liking , and if he’s going to live here for a while , he’d like to not know people that wish physical violence upon him.

( I’m starting to think I’m just an easy guy to hate . . . )

His eyes widen slightly as the guy snaps back , a warranted response. Not to mention that it’s the truth. ( But I don’t look that helpless , right ?? ) He grimaces slightly before letting out a sigh. ❛ Look , if this is about me slamming the book , I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be loud. ❜ He doesn’t justify the helpless comment with a response. Maybe it’s about time he left. He’s not going to find anything of use here , he’s sure.

it appears their reasoning for being here is not similar at all. maxwell has no interest in leaving the spirale, that much is clear, stemming from a preference towards life in the new realm and a slight, unsaid fondness towards who he shares his house with. the sole thing he misses from before his arrival is the codex umbra - he can still use his magic partially, but he suspects a lack of the book may be what's placing such harsh limitations on his powers.

so, here he is, scouring through the literature options offered in the spirale's library. he hasn't found any with a magical air to it, much to his chagrin - and as he goes to return the one he just picked up, a loud noise echoes from behind him, causing the object to be dropped right on his foot.

and he knows the man who slammed the cover didn't intend on doing that - ever since he left the constant, he came to notice just how jumpy he had become - but he can't help but stare daggers into the other man's back, almost hoping he had the power to genuinely summon them into the other's body.

" can you do anything? " he snaps back through gritted teeth, picking the book from where it fell on his shoe. " from your helpless look, pal, i suspect you should be the one hoping someone asks you that. "

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“You’ll be with me, like a handprint on my heart”

Recently added For Good from Wicked to my WrightWorth playlist and it makes me happy every time. Yeah of course they rewrote each others stories for the better by knowing each other. Man.

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❛ Maya . . ❜

He wasn't too sure if he should be glad or a little concerned that this is the thing she's most worried about. He reached out and gently rested a hand on her shoulder. ❛ I'm sorry. There was no good way to tell you. ❜

🍔 "What!?"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!?"

"Nick, you've gotta be pulling my leg, right? How could they not have the Steel Samurai!?" She fell to her hands and knees. This is serious.

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❛ I really don't want to be the one to have to break the news to you . . . but I don't think they have Steel Samurai here. ❜

🍔 "Wait... NO!!!!!"

"I was watching the newest episode of the Steel Samurai when I ended up here! Quick! Which channel is it on!? Is there a TV out here somewhere!?"

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First Meetings Sentences, Vol. 3

(Sentences for muses meeting for the first time. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"What am I supposed to call you?"

"You're following me. I don't care to be followed."

"Hey, you're that guy, aren't you?"

"I don't even know your name."

"You must not know who I am. Want to find out?"

"We don't know each other well enough for you to say something like that to me."

"You're not what I expected."

"You look like a man who could use a drink."

"You have me confused with somebody else."

"Well, that is an interesting way to say hello!"

"From your description, I expected you to be a lot taller."

"Who told you where to find me?"

"I know who you are!"

"How long have you worked here?"

"Say, why don't we carry on this delightful conversation over a cocktail?"

"I heard you were looking for me?"

"You've been following me since I arrived, haven't you?"

"Do I know you? You look so familiar."

"Do you know this city well?"

"To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"

"Who are you? I've seen you someplace before."

"Is that seat taken?"

"Who are all these people?"

"Who the hell are you supposed to be?"

"I've heard stories about you. They can't all be true."

"I don't believe we've been formally introduced?"

"It's exciting to have someone new to talk to!"

"Don't get many visitors here, do you?"

"Can you just explain exactly what you do?"

"They told you I was crazy, didn't they?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know your name?"

"We've never met before, right?"

"What's your name anyway?"

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🐝  *  ―  𝑺𝑷𝑰𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑨𝑾𝑨𝒀 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  we'll just have to make do.  ❜ ❛  come on, it'll be fun.  ❜ ❛  wait, where are we going?  ❜ ❛  you can't be here. go now!  ❜ ❛  it's just a dream, a stupid dream.  ❜ ❛  don't be afraid. i'm a friend.  ❜ ❛  i can't stand up. what should i do?  ❜ ❛  now listen, i'l tell you what to do. if you stay here, they'll find you. i'll distract them while you get away.  ❜ ❛  you have no choice if you want to survive here ... and save your parents, too.  ❜ ❛  why do i need a weakling like you?  ❜ ❛  trembling, aren't you? still, i'm impressed you made it this far.  ❜ ❛  what a pain. you're gonna pay for this.  ❜ ❛  keep your wits about you. if you need anything, ask me.  ❜ ❛  hey, are you okay? don't fall apart on me.  ❜ ❛  listen to me. i'll promise i'll save you.  ❜ ❛  what did you expect after all that rain?  ❜ ❛  i'm gonna get there someday. i'll get out of here for sure.  ❜ ❛  i was just coming to wake you up, look!  ❜ ❛  what should i do? he'll die!  ❜ ❛  what's so funny? wipe off that smile.  ❜ ❛  don't do anything stupid until i get down there.  ❜ ❛  you see, someone i really care about is badly hurt. i've got to go right now.  ❜ ❛  this is our little secret. if you tell anyone ... i'll do the same to you.  ❜ ❛  what are you going to do? he needs help.  ❜ ❛  becoming a sorcerer's apprentice is dangerous business.  ❜ ❛  well, getting there is one thing. getting back's the problem.  ❜ ❛  [name], i promise i'll be back. please don't die.  ❜ ❛  don't you understand? it's love.  ❜ ❛  what took you so long? this is a total disaster!  ❜ ❛  what do you want? you can tell me.  ❜ ❛  what, you're still alive?  ❜ ❛  you still don't see it? she's played a trick on you.  ❜ ❛  since when do you talk that way?  ❜ ❛  you held this, and nothing happened to you?  ❜ ❛  i'd like to help you, but there's nothing i can do. it's one of our rules here.  ❜ ❛  but can't you even give me a hint?  ❜ ❛  everything that happens stays inside you ... even if you can't remember it.  ❜ ❛  see? you have a talent for this.  ❜ ❛  [name], i no longer blame you for what you did. but be sure to protect this girl.  ❜ ❛  will we meet again somewhere?  ❜

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( Answers. I need answers. ) He’s been scouring the library for what feels like hours now , trying to find any little hint as to why this might have happened. There’s books about the history of Spirale , but they moreso cover the expansive towns and their architecture more than anything of substantial use to him.

He slams the book shut ( far too hard for being in a library , he’ll admit ) and rests his head in his hands. He knows just as much about this damn town as he did when he entered the library in the first place.

When he lifts his head again , he’s met by a man gazing judgmentally in his direction. ( Why is it always me ? Am I really that easy to judge ?? ) And , in his already frustrated state , he doesn’t stop himself from sounding a lot harsher than he means to.

❛ Can I help you ? ❜

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( This must be the place . . ) It had taken Phoenix far too long to find where the townhouses were located. Why they couldn't , say , drop him off right at where he was going to stay was beyond him. There's little surprise in the notion , however. ( If they brought me here like this , then of course they're not just going to bring me to my house. They're going to make me work for it. ) The one upside is that he was used to walking already , as he preferred other modes of transportation outside of driving. Not that he had his driver's license anyways , but now he definitely doesn't have a need for it. By the time he actually found the train station , he had already gotten most of the way there by foot , so there was no use in actually using it. Although hitching a ride did seem to be free. That's always a plus.

As he walks down the street , reading number after number , he's caught off guard by a flash of a familiar suit out of the corner of his eye. ( I must be losing it , because could've swore that was - )

Against his better judgement , he turns his head to get a better look at the person standing only a house away. He still wasn't completely sure if his eyes were playing a trick on him or not. ❛ . . Edgeworth ? ❜

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Phoenix really didn't realize how easy it was going to be to get lost in this place. He was just trying to get to the townhouse he was assigned to. He supposes it's just his luck that he can't seem to find his way. ( Might as well just tell me to live in a dumpster if you won't give me directions to my house. )

After a while of fumbling around Spirale , he finally wanders onto a long Boardwalk. As he takes in his surroundings , a small frown curls onto his lips. There's a faint tune that's carried in the air accompanied by the sound of distant laughter. It makes his stomach tie itself into a knot. ( Maya would absolutely love this place. I wonder how she's doing. )

He's sure that there are people that are supposed to be here. People whose lives haven't been completely uprooted for some unknown purpose. And yet hearing everyone so . . happy. It's strange. He should be happy for them. He sighs , turning on his heel with the intent to turn back.

❛ Ah - ! ❜ He exclaims after almost bumping into the stranger mid - turn. ❛ I - I'm sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going. ❜

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There's a despair that builds in his chest the longer he stays in this city. Being brought here in that car without any information about where he was or why he was here ( even though he did his fair share of questioning , trust him ) was enough to shake him to his core. Still , he tries to stay optimistic.

( At least I'm the one that got kidnapped this time. ) It's slightly relieving to know that Maya's back home safe. Only slightly , though.

As he walks through the park , the sight of a young girl surrounded by . . wild birds . . caught his eye. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't the slightest bit curious as to why they were so eagerly around her ( it's not like she has bird feed. at least I can't see it from where I'm standing ) so he moves closer. He stops about a few feet away from her , just in case. He doesn't need a repeat of the almost tiger attack.

❛ Excuse me - ❜ He clears his throat after his voice cracks. ( Great. ) ❛ I . . uh . . couldn't help but notice your company. Do you attract birds like this often ? ❜