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?]

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[milesedgelord]

[Miles had stayed quiet during the conversation between Phoenix and Venom. He had very little to add to it. But it was obvious to him that despite Phoenix's pleas, Venom had already shut down emotionally. There was something about his actions that reminded him of how he had acted when he was twenty-four. Hell, he wondered if that was the way he had acted sometimes now.

Venom was hurt, obviously and shutting himself down in a way to protect himself from getting hurt further. Driving at him now would only raise that flight or fight response in him, so it was no surprise to see him storm out.

"Try and propose a threesome" Byerly had advised him. Good thing he didn't try and follow that. He couldn't help the small self-depreciating chuckle escape at the ludicrousness of the situation.

Of course, it was complicated. Everything in his life was so damn complicated. He couldn't walk ten feet without some sort of dead body cropping up. Why should his romantic life be any different? How could he even think that someone like him could have something resembling that?]

Verdammter Mist![German was his favorite language to express his frustration after all. His baritone coming out all the harsher because of it.]

This whole thing is a steaming pile of shit. I suppose a man cannot even enjoy tea time in this hellhole.

[He stood up and began to bus the table. The sandwiches he worked so hard on were cold and uneaten.]

[objectionattorney]

[Phoenix took a moment to himself. Sitting there in silence after Venom had left them. Of course, Miles was a far more logical person than him, and perhaps his logical thought to leave it be would have been for the best. But Phoenix Wright was simply not the type of man to leave things alone. Not when he felt like he could fix this out with his words.

He felt his fists clench against the table, partially blocking out Mile's snide remark as he let his mind circle and his train of thought escalate.]

... I'm going after him.

[He simply couldn't let such a situation sit. He could not leave Venom alone when the poor man was obviously so upset.]

[milesedgelord]

Of course, you are.

[Of course. Typical Phoenix behavior. His words were more sarcastic than anything else. He pressed his fingers massaging his temples. A tension migraine he had incoming was almost as bad as the pain he felt in the rest of his body. He dumped the sandwichs into the trash. What was the point anyway?]

If you need me, I'm going to be in the bath.

[He needed a long hot bath to ease a bit of his pain, physical and otherwise. A long bath and the rest of that bourbon sounded like a good idea right about now.]