March Catch-all (open)

[milesedgelord]

Who: Character Name (milesedgelord) & You.
What: March Catch-all.
When: The first three weeks of March.
Where: Olympia
Warning(s):None. Will update if needed.

House 69: [Open to all]

[In the week following the riots, Miles came home to find that not only had his shared residence been raided and looted, it had also been burnt in places. He was grateful that he and his housemate had decided to vacate the property during the early days, though he had a dislocated shoulder and three cracked ribs to show for. However, it would have been far far worse if they had been caught inside while the flames were going. He counted his blessings.

Still, it was frustrating to have his home vandalized for the second time in the six months that he had lived here. He was going to have to work harder and move to a better area soon.

If he were to have any visitors they would see him attempting to clean off graffiti on the exterior of the house. There was a small pomeranian running about underfoot yapping excitedly as he worked. It was obvious that he was straining when reaching, only to stop and clutch at his torso, cursing in a loud string of colorful German.]

Please don’t give me that look!

[Was he talking to the dog? Who knew?]

Comments

[Closed to Venom and Phoenix]

[milesedgelord]

[Miles had taken the liberty to contact Venom over the course of the week. He needed a break from all the house repairs and what better way was there than sitting with a friend and enjoying tea and conversation? The kitchen repairs were done at least and he was happy with that, he also took some time to make a set of finger sandwiches with the bread that Phoenix had baked earlier.

Pess was at his heels the entire time. If there was anything that he was really happy over, it was the return of his beloved dog. He had honestly cried the day he had awoken to the dog lapping cheerfully at his face. He dropped a piece of meat to the fluffball who wouldn’t stop begging.
As soon as there was knocking at the door, Pess shot off like a bullet, presumably to welcome their new guest.]

Come on in. The door is unlocked!

[He called out while finishing up preparing the sandwiches.]

[poolhall_killer]

[When Venom received the invitation from Miles, he thought the address looked familiar. And then he arrived, noticing that the home was the same home he helped treat Phoenix. Well, perhaps Phoenix and Miles lived together. They were attorneys and all, so it made sense. Nothing odd about that. Of course there's that dreaded realization that he's kissed both of them, slept with one, and now he's thinking if they talk about him. No, that's ridiculous. They're adults. They wouldn't bother talking about someone like him.

As he opens the door, a very fluffy Pomeranian is right there greeting him with a wag and soft panting. And to show that Venom's been adjusting to regular human life, he kneels down to pet the small dog.]

Hello, Miles. I hope you don't mind that I brought some cakes. One of the tea shops near my flat makes these every afternoon, and they pair very well with most tea.

[milesedgelord]

Welcome. I see that Pess is already giving you his warmest regards.

[The dog barked happily and gave a whole bunch of enthusiastic kisses in return for the pets, jumping and hopping around him. The house was obviously in the middle of repairs, the front room windows showing charred markings. The rest of it was devoid of anything, save a few blankets folded up in a corner and a table with several chairs in the center of the room. There was a statue of Lady Justice who was missing an arm and charred black as well.]

Thank you for the cakes, Please set it on the table. I took the liberty of making some sandwiches as well for our lunch.

[Miles comes out from the kitchen, stiffly, a platter of sandwiches in one arm. He was dressed down, casually in a white button-down shirt and a frilly pink apron. He set the plate down wincing visibly as he did so.]

I apologize for the mess and thank you so much for joining me for lunch. Pess and I have been mostly working on repairs the last few days.

[Pess barked enthusiastically at the mention of his name, wagging his tail at Venom.]

[poolhall_killer]

It's nice to meet you, Pess.

[Venom didn't want to comment about the state of their home as he didn't want to seem rude. Had he known about the damage sooner, he would have offered help to repair. He makes a mental note to drop by in the future to lend a hand. At least his friend and his new dog are in good spirits.

He sets the small pair of cakes on the table, noting the adorable apron and the wincing.]

You're welcome. I think it's safe to say I'm getting used to being invited over by friends. The sandwiches look delicious, by the way.

[milesedgelord]

He loves meeting new people. He is definitely the extrovert out of the pair of us.

[He chuckled softly. Pess gave one very happy bark. He liked when his name was mentioned it seemed.]

I'm glad.

Thank you. My best friend somehow picked up baking as a skill when he wasn't litigating, and bakes bread for our household. He is amazing at it.

I only found out myself about the skill recently. You can know someone your entire life, and you can still be surprised by them.

Now onto the greater question. What type of tea would you like? I should get the kettle ready.

[poolhall_killer]

A baker, you say? I've done some baking, as well. Had I known I would have brought some rolls or a bread loaf.

[He wonders if this best friend is Phoenix, and a small knot starts to grow in his stomach. He's ignoring it for the sake of his friend because chances are he's overthinking it.]

At least it's a pleasant surprise.

Do you have hibiscus tea, by any chance?

[milesedgelord]

Oh! I had no idea. I would love to try your bread sometime. Cooking, in general, is a rather new venture for me, I'm afraid.

[He disappeared into the kitchen once more, setting a kettle to boil. He rummaged around his cupboard as well, before muttering an ecstatic "Eureka" as he found a few tea tins that had survived the raid.]

I found some. It's only a third of the tin but it may be enough for our lunch.

[He returned from the kitchen to set down a small platter with two mugs and a small ceramic teapot.]

The water shouldn't be too long, now. Er... How have you been?

[poolhall_killer]

I've gotten more into it lately. I might even convince my roommate to let us host a small dinner for us and our neighbors. If it does come to fruition, you're invited.

[He waits patiently for the tea while staring down those small sandwiches. That little knot grows as he takes in more of the damaged surroundings. He knows he's been here before and he can't help thinking about the possible connection between Phoenix and Miles.]

Doing what I can, really. Our area was mostly spared, but I've been going out to help with treating the injured. An assassin that heals...

[That still sounds really weird.]

[milesedgelord]

Thank you. that is really sweet of you.

[And with that the kettle made a sharp high pitched hiss. He slipped back into the kitchen, returning with the kettle and a small bowl of meat for Pess. The small dog was following his master back and forth between the rooms, yapping happily at the prospect of being fed. He settled down on the seat across from Venom and held out a piece of meat for the dog.]

That's wonderful though. Better to heal than harm.

Actually, I was wondering if I could ask you a favor.

[ayes]

[You, meanwhile, had just gone off on a walk around Olympia. Ostensibly to check on all the damage from the riots, but mostly because...

...she needed to get out and do something. Staying in the Silk Wyrm, even as they cleaned up, was just depressing. So she walked through the streets, just going where her feet carried her.

Until she hears cursing in a language she doesn't recognize and the yapping of a dog. She likes dogs! It draws her in that direction.

And she sees the source of the yapping, and the source of the cursing, a man holding his side.] Ah-- sorry, is everything okay?

[He looks familiar!]

[milesedgelord]

[He had doubled over and was now focusing on trying to get the pain to subside. After a few deep breaths and some gentle encouragement from Pess, he felt well enough to stand.

Oh hello there!]

Ah yes. I'm alright. Thank you. I had overestimated my ability to stretch in order to remove this vandalism.

[Pess the pomeranian came running up to greet her as well, yapping excitedly.]

You, was it? How have you been?

I'm so sorry that this took forever

[ayes]

[Oh! Cute dog! You crouches reflexively, holding her hand out to the pupper almost on instinct.

It's a good thing she's not Riko, who might be fleeing right about now.] Yeah, that's me! You're... Mr, uh. Edge... ward, right?

D'you need help with that? I can probably climb and do it from the roof! [Pointedly not talking about how she is.]

Its all good!

[milesedgelord]

[Pess, the small dog, gave her hand a careful sniff before licking her enthusiastically.

He gave the girl a small smile.]

Close, Edgeworth.

Oh. If it isn't too much trouble, the help would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.

[ayes]

Ah crud, I'm sorry! Edgeworth, got it! [She laughs a little as the dog licks her fingertips, moving them to scratch behind his ears.] Aw, good boy... he's a good boy! [When she feels that she's pet him enough, she stands up, wiping the dog-saliva-covered fingertips on her pants.] I'll climb up there, then! You don't have a ladder, do you?

[milesedgelord]

It's fine. A common mistake to make. Yes. Pess is the best boy, isn't he? He loves meeting new people.

[Nevermind the small smile watching his beloved dog play with the young girl.]

Thank you. I think we have a ladder over there in the entranceway. Please be careful though, it is fairly high.

[ayes]

Pess... that's a really cute name! [She gives a little wave at Pess even as she's walked away, headed to grab the ladder. It's bigger than she is, and so there's a moment of uncertainty over whether or not she'll even be able to lift it... but the girl is stronger than she looks! And even if it's a little unwieldy, she manages to lay the ladder against the side of the house.] Don't worry about me! I climbed stuff all the time as a kid. Cliffs and stuff. This is nothing!

[yelliot]

<sub>[Get milk. That had been Elliot's task for the day. He'd succeeded thus far in getting said carton of milk, but on his way back he can't help but notice the yappy, fluffy little dog and the guy cursing in an unfamiliar language. He's almost just about to ignore the strange display until he feels like he's being called out.

Well then...]</sub>

I'm not giving you any look.

_{[Although if he wasn't, he sure is now.]}

[milesedgelord]

[A newcomer! The small dog dashed up to meet him like a little bullet, all cheerful barking, and investigative sniffing. He looked up at the young man, slightly embarrassed at being caught in a moment of weakness.]

Er. Hello. I was um...talking to Pess.

[Pess being the excitable little dog that was definitely begging to be pet. His owner just gave the young man an awkward stare, unable to break eye contact now that contact was made.]

[yelliot]

_{[Ah, awkward eye contact. Elliot's favourite.]}

Your dog?

_{[The little yip and wiggling out of the fluffy creature seems to answer Elliot's question as he begrudgingly bends down to pet the dog. He's not a dog person by any means, but he can fake it. Nightrays were supposed to be dog people, after all. He can deal.]}

Are you okay? You looked like you were struggling.

[milesedgelord]

Yes.

[Pess only rewarded him with a series of excited licks and happy barks.]

I...er...sustained some injuries during the riots and seemed to have overestimated my ability to reach this graffiti.

I was wrong apparently.

[yelliot]

_{[At least it's a happy little dog.]}

Did you want help?

_{[It's the least he can offer.]}

[milesedgelord]

[He loathed asking for help in general, but with the state he was in, it would be in his best interest to accept it.]

I would greatly appreciate your help. Thank you.

[He looked over to his open doorway, where his housemate had left a stepladder for him to use if necessary. The problem was that it was far too heavy to drag out by himself.

Er... Would you perhaps be able to grab that ladder over there, for me?

[yelliot]

Sure, of course.

_{[It's not a terribly complicated request and seeing as Elliot offered, he sees no reason not to comply. Giving him a nod he moves to grab the ladder without hesitation, returning back to where Edgeworth is a moment later.]}

Where would you like it set?

[milesedgelord]

Thank you.

[He moved a bit so that there was space to place the stepladder in front of the graffiti.]

Right here would be perfect. I may need you to get the marking up high and I can take care of the ones down here.

I swear I don't understand the pleasure people take in trashing another's home.

[yelliot]

_{[Ask and ye shall receive, Edgeworth. Elliot wastes no time setting the ladder where he's told, making sure it's set down properly and won't be wobbly.]}

I can do that.

_{[Why not? It's not like he has anything better to do.]}

I don't understand it either. It's so uncivilized. If you have the desire to trash something, trash your own place.