IC Inbox: cerealia

[shacklebreaker]

"You've reached Simon Blackquill. Leave a message if you are so inclined -- but be brief."

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[shacklebreaker]

And what makes you think it wouldn't be too much for me?

[She's the socialite here, gosh!!]

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[psycholawgy]

Don't you prosecutors like going over the top?

[ Eg. Miles Edgeworth ]

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[shacklebreaker]

Not for something as trivial as a birthday.

[... He's not denying prosecutors are over the top, though.]

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[psycholawgy]

No way! I bet Prosecutor Gavin holds really big and loud parties on his birthday.

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[shacklebreaker]

Simply because we share a profession does not mean my tastes are anything akin to Prosecutor Gavin's.

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[psycholawgy]

[ Klavier's air guitar is so like your iajutsu, Simon!!! ]

I guess not. I've never seen you wear rags before.

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[shacklebreaker]

[Maybe in the context of a guitar battle...]

When has he ever worn rags?

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[psycholawgy]

It just seems like he used to, when he still performed.

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[shacklebreaker]

Now, now, Athena, there's no need to be so harsh.

[pot, kettle, black, etc.]

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[psycholawgy]

[ Apollo isn't here to call her out on her lack of filter, bless. ]

I'M harsh?

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[shacklebreaker]

At least insult those present to defend themselves. Like Wright-dono, for instance.

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[psycholawgy]

I already called him old a few days ago. I think I'll let him rest for a while.

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[shacklebreaker]

Justice-dono, then?

[in today's game of simon says: inciting attorneys to insult each other!!]

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[psycholawgy]

No way! I totally respect Apollo.

[ then what about Phoenix???? ]

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[shacklebreaker]

What touching camaraderie, forged in the fires of the battlefield of law...

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[psycholawgy]

[ Yes, so stop being mean to him! ]

Are you at your apartment?

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[shacklebreaker]

[Poor, neglected Phoenix.]

Yes. Why?

[psycholawgy]

[ Simon will hear his doorbell ring a few minutes later, then. ]

[shacklebreaker]

[Why did he agree to live so close to her again? He opens the door.]

Athena...

[psycholawgy]

[ MAN YOLO she has a bag with her stuff in it and she's entering SORRY NOT SORRY!! ]

I should have thought of this sooner!

[shacklebreaker]

[UM WOW. He lets her in, but he looks baffled.]

Do you mind explaining yourself at all before you barge in?!

[psycholawgy]

[ Why so confused, Simon??? ]

We could have been talking face to face than chatting like that!

[shacklebreaker]

[Because what is having company.]

And what do you have in there? [He nods to her bag. Walking across the hall doesn't exactly need a bag of supplies to go along with it.]

[psycholawgy]

[ Taking a seat somewhere and setting up shop by taking out the stuff in her bag. ]

Some books, a sketchpad, and some markers.

[shacklebreaker]

Ah, that's right. You always were fond of drawing.

[He picks up his Cerevice from where he'd abandoned it on the coffee table, then switches it off. Taka has free rein of the apartment, and lands near Athena as she sits down, as if watching what she's doing.]

Ignore Taka... He's merely curious. [...Just in case she thinks any hawk attacks are incoming.]