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Athena bounced up to Detective Fulbright, in full view of everyone in the precinct. Her hair was in bunches instead of it's usual ponytail and perched on her head were two bunny ears. She wore a playboy bunny outfit to go with it and was carrying a basket of eggs. "Happy Easter Detective!" She grinned, offering one of the chocolate eggs to him. (heartsxdiscord)

Oh. Oh dear, the unexpectedness of such a visit and in such an outfit as well had certainly caught the detective off-guard. Bobby had never regarded Athena in any romantic or even sexual way and yet no man in existence would be able to deny that she looked incredible in such an outfit. 

He was too old for this.

The detective’s face had instinctively flustered at the sight, and in his attempt to override such a reaction, he silently prayed to Lady Justice to have mercy on him before hands sat confidently at his hips. “HAHAHA THAT’S THE SPIRIT, MISS CYKES.” Fulbright yelled enthusiastically before accepting her offering. Well, the louder he was, the better at this point.“HAPPY EASTER. MAY JUSTICE BE WITH YOU.” Good save, Bobby Fulbright.

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Well, suddenly the detective felt a flush of warmth, though he couldn't quite put his finger on why. Usually, he would be yelling how the defiling of his outfit was a mistreatment of justice, but he couldn't actually find words in that moment. How odd. After a long moment of stunned silence, Bobby smiled, though somewhat sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head. "Uhh.. well, you see Miss, it's important we don't allow civilians in here.."

The detective straightened himself out, looking over his shoulder. "But I suppose it wouldn't be very just of me to allow a lady more pains by walking the longer way home... Very well, Miss. Svent --I'll have to accompany you through though!"

"Oh I’m calm. Do you think I’m not calm Mister Fulbright?" She reached up and twirled her finger around the other’s tie, pulling him towards her so that his vision was lowered a bit, "But I really need to get through here since this is on the way home for me. You’re not going to make me have to take the roundabout way that takes an hour to get to home now are you? I’m pretty sore from work.” 

"Besides do you honestly believe that you could take little ol’ me on your own?" She cooed tauntingly. 

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And once he had ushered all the civilians he could find upon his way to the exit out of the building and to a safe distance, Fulbright would do as he promised, and strong legs were pumping, carrying him back into the building with all due haste to find the last civilian that remained within the fiery billows. Apollo Justice. Clothed forearm covered his mouth, a makeshift effort to prevent inhalation of the poisonous smokes that rose from the blazing flickers of the fire that surrounded everything. The detective moved as swiftly as his bravery (though some might call it foolishness) would allow him, back to the room he had left the lawyer in. And-- He was nowhere to be seen.. "M-Mr. Justice!" He called loudly, smoke catching in his throat and inducing a cough. He waded through the flames until he found the brunette upon the floor. "Mr. Justice! Can you hear me?!" He hadn't even awaited an answer, instead rolling the body onto it's back and liftig him within sturdy arms. The gift,he hadn't registered --and if he did, it certainly wouldn't have been a priority as he began carrying the man from the fiery death trap.

And once he had exited the nearest available exit, Apollo was placed on the floor to the sound of whirring sirens of the recently arrived fire department. Bobby was lightly tapping at the lawyer's face in hope to shock him back into consciousness.

"Mr. Justice?! Mr. Justice, wake up! Talk to me!"

   The lawyer nodded to him as he started 

    to run back to the table, even if his legs     couldn’t handle the fire burning in the     atmosphere. But he couldn’t go back.

        He knew it would be stupid to go back         for just a gift, and it would be the stupidest         thing he’s ever done in his life. But Apollo knew,         he knew falling in love with someone who’s         entirely different from this world wasn’t stupid.         It was crazy, and that’s the job of how love works.

               ❝Come on, Apollo… Find it…! Yes! Found ya!                    Not gonna leave you out here after spending                    my salary on you!❞

               He reached for the table, grabbing a small                teal-wrapped box with a purple bow on top.                Just as he was about to head back, he felt                a hard impact on his body, landing on top                as he dropped the gift in front of him. He tried                to reach out, but his strength was losing as he                felt darkness crawling in his eyes…

       ❝N-No… Not… now… I’m sorry… Aaaagh….❞

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has this been done before i don’t know i don’t care i’m ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

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"Huh?! A-An agent?!" The detective exclaimed perhaps a little too over-zealous, his form bending slightly in closer inspection of the pin. Yup, definitely authentic, and immediately he reprimanded himself, his form straightening like a wooden board and a salute at his fingertips. "Sorry for the interception, sir! I was just doing my job."

And with one wide step, Fulbright shifted himself out of the other's path, his over-confidence providing a wide smile despite his little blunder. "I'm afraid unless you're linked to the case, I can't give any further information!" He yelled, smile quickly faultered into a pout as he pressed his fingers together sheepishly. "Although, I guess you're somewhat related, since it was in that apartment block.."

Ludger was exhausted after a full day’s worth of work when he was intercepted trying to get into the Freres apartment. He blinked for a moment at the stranger before glancing down at himself. Two pistols in their holsters, twin blades sheathed crossed his back and the hammer in its case slung over one shoulder does make quite a sight.

Tiredly, Ludger tapped at the Spirius Pin at his collar. “I’m an Agent.” Which meant he’s authorized to be as armed as he wanted even within city limits. “What do you mean there’s been a murder?”

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I don’t know what this movie is about but I know what it should be about

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Let’s get this side-tumblr started wiiiiiiiiith my favourite grumpy Prosecutor. And a little Athena.

I finished the game last Wednesday and it was SO MUCH FUN! I shan’t elaborate lest I spoiler anyone unwittingly. But I will say this: Blackquill Blackquill Blackquill Blackquill BLACKQUILLASDKFASLK!

*inhales* Yeah. Carry on!

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knowing your partner well makes writing together a lot easier. tag this with the people you enjoy roleplaying with but want to get to know better.                                   Repost - don’t reblog.                                             

tagged by: jxsticeisfine

tagging: shackledsamurai, heartsxdiscord, chaotic-lawful-objections, crimson-chords and anyone else who wants to!

BASICS:

name: Sammy age: 20 prefered pronouns: It changes, but I don't have a preference sexuality: Bisexual

zodiac sign: Cancer taken or single: Single pringle three facts:  o1. I'm a cosplayer o2. I've lived in the south of England my entire life o3. I seem to be drawn more to lovable idiot muses!

EXPERIENCE:

how long (months/years?) About three years on Tumblr how’d you start: i started with a personal that melted into roleplay. platforms you’ve used: tumblr, skype. worst experience: back in my Marvel RP days, I was overwhelmed with followers and people and I used to like to talk to everyone so I didn't seem elitist and some people took me for granted and threatened me if I didn't talk to them or do certain things, it was pretty horrible. best experience: meeting new friends and having threads which develop a character in the most interesting ways!

MUSE PREFERENCES:

female or male: Male original or canon: I like both.  favorite face: idk least favorite face: idk multi or single: Single, but I don't have a problem with multi!

WRITING PREFERENCES:

fluff, angst or smut: can I just say comedy/action? Because I can't write fluff, angst or smut very well sdlkfj  plots or memes: both! long or short replies: irrelevant! So long as it conveys what I mean. best time to write: As soon as I wake up in the morning. do you like your muse(s): NO. NO I LOVE THEM THEY'RE MY BABIES THEY'RE ALL DORKS AND I LOVE THEM.

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And he would fall like lead to her sweet charm. After all, a girl so lovely couldn't possibly be the aversion to justice, right? And his caution all but blew out the window, his usual, over-zealous demeanor would return. "Well Miss. Foster." He began in his booming voice. "I'm afraid there's been some criminal activity detected in these areas --for your own safety, I would suggest you return home until justice is served!" Ah, his own name, well, the detective would proudly position his hands upon his hips as though he were some hero, a large grin upon his features. "Detective Bobby Fulbright at your service, Ma'am!" And he would proudly show his badge to the young miss. "If you like, I can walk you home so you'll feel safer! You have nothing to fear, Miss. Foster! Nothing get's by Detective Fulbright or I'll hand my badge in this instant!"

"My name?" Dahlia quickly came up with a new identity, “why it’s Melissa…Melissa Foster.”

This officer is not as brick headed as he looks…I’m going to have to lay the sweetness on thick with him…

"Protection purposes?" Of course she knew it was for his own protection, but she chose to play innocent and coy.

"I’m so thankful you’re helping me officer, may I at least know you’re name as well? It would be nice to know the name of the man who is protecting me."

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"As you say, Miss. Cykes!" He agreed with his usual salute to justice before leading the young lady into the crime scene. "Though I'm pretty sure you're not going to like what you see --I don't think you have a chance with this one! Hahahaha!" He announced proudly, for once having done all that Prosecutor Blackquill had told him to. He was sure this was a cut-and-dry guilty case.

"Here, you can have copy of the autopsy report." And he would extend the folder to her. "We have a locked apartment, with only the victim and the accused. Not to mention the defendant's prints were on the murder weapon! And there you have it, Miss Lawyer!" Yes, he was a little proud of himself.

"I was wondering if you could tell me a little more about what actually happened here." Athena started with. Asking questions about the victim and what had actually occurred was usually the best place to start. She was mentally going over the cases she had assisted with before Mr Wright and Apollo allowed her to do a case alone. This was the first time she would be investigating and defending on her own.  

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"Woah, stay perfectly calm, ma'am." Fulbright's attempt to diffuse the fiery brunette was weak at first from his sleep-driven haze. A clearing of his throat and a shake of his head soon saw to that. Work mode activated.

"I'm afraid it's both --if you try to step any closer, I'll have to forcibly remove you from the area, Stand down and let our team find the answer to justice!" His words might have held more weight if his face wasn't covered in permanent marker--

"Mmmmhmm. I’m just gettingexhausted from all the hard work you’re doing there.” 

She put her hands to her hips once she had the sharpie in her pocket, taking two steps forward so that her chest was against Fulbright’s, “Can’t or won’t?” 

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"Yes sir, Prosecutor Gavin!" He replied enthusiastically. "All the prosecutor's seem stern, but they're all advasaries of justice, so I know that in their hearts, they're not bad people. I believe in all of them! In justice we trust!" And a fist pumped in the air, preceding a sheepish smile. "Thank you sir, I mean, so long as justice is served it doesn't matter who by... right?"

"It’s not a problem, Herr Fulbright" Klavier smiled. "I’m probably the least scary prosecutor. Head prosecutor Edgeworth is just as terrifying, if not more so, than Herr Blackquill is" He smiled at the detective. "We’ll keep your little mistake just between us. Nobody has to know that it wasn’t intentional, ja?"

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"Really?! You didn't hear anything at all?!" Well, that was certainly a kick to the proverbial teeth. From the evidence he had already gathered, there seemed to be a struggle in the next room --surely that would have roused some noise..? The case grew more suspicious as the time went on, and the detective leveled the mute with a stare.

"You look like an honest kid, but if you're obstructing the path of justice..." He warned, a determination in his eye. "Why don't you tell me what you really heard --and don't leave anything out!" Maybe scare tactics would work with this one.. He wasn't very good at them most of the time..

He jerked back a little when the detective practically shoved the pen and paper at his face but it was better than having to explain to the other that he didn’t want to speak. He made a small sigh before going to one of the tables to write down in a neat written form.

‘I didn’t hear anything last night. Last time I saw her was when I was giving her my rent for this month.’

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Ho! Practicing anathomy with Simon of model. Haha my best friend wants me to draw him like this lmao

I saw chickens in the horizon (?)

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/aggressively doodles theoretical aa5 sequel where Bobby and Simon go on a roadtrip to find out who is the biggest nerd