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Make Oneself (Open!)

Who: Venom (

poolhall_killer), Phoenix Wright (

objectionattorney), and OPEN!
What: May catch-all! Venom's now working at the Sanctuary and adjusting to his new life in the light. Plus a big talk with the Ace Attorney.
When: Throughout May
Where: The Sanctuary and surrounding areas
Warning(s): None so far!

A. The Sanctuary

[Thanks to the efforts of Dr. Fraser and Dr. Watson, Venom's expanded his knowledge on anatomy, first aid, and some level of bedside manner. He furthered his training through field work, reading books, studying potions and salves to an extent, and finally learning his first healing spells. He'd come a long way from being an assassin and knowing only how to treat the most fleeting of wounds. It's almost like he's a proper healer now, hence his decision to change jobs.

Meaning it's time for him to step out of the shadows.

He went through hell and back trying to do the same for the Guild, but to do it for himself is weird. Though he had planned on telling 2cave that he was going to protect the town before the storm hit. Maybe he's taking the steps to do that in his new home. Or maybe he's just overthinking everything again as he's organizing books and herbs for the more experienced healers.

For those who know Venom, his hair's tied back, save for his bangs.]

Pardon me, but I'm rather new here. Would these dried petals go with the dried herbs or elsewhere?

B. Tea Break - somewhere outside

[Between organizing and restocking supplies, Venom catches a breather. He'll be outside by a large tree, having the tea he packed along with a light lunch of fruit and cheeses. And by light he means a healthy wedge of the Olympian equivalent to brie. Maybe if someone drops by he'll share it with them!]

C. Wildcard

[Dealer's choice here! Maybe spot him helping with cleaning, or possibly lending a hand in the kitchen. Anything to help him prove his worth at his new job.]

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[There's something that's been bugging the former assassin for quite some time. While he appears to be settling in to his new role, there's still a void in his heart. He tried ignoring it as it's been present for years, ever since the initial death of Lord Zato. Yet it strangely remained empty after his revival, leaving Venom to believe that he was finally moving on, as much as he hated to admit it.

Then he came here, where he and an older attorney struck up a friendship that blossomed into more. But then Phoenix learned of his past, and things got even more complicated. Venom didn't want to divulge any more information if Phoenix was going to react the way he did before, but if he didn't vent to someone he would probably explode.

That's it. He has to do this. He can't go around bottling up his feelings like he always does. He's not an assassin anymore. There's no need to stay calm and professional even if he's not on the job. And... he likes Phoenix. He likes that the attorney doesn't hold back, that he speaks his mind, that he's passionate. Venom wished he could be more like that, but he'd settle for being on better terms.

After a long day at the Sanctuary, Venom picks up a small rose bush whose petals were deliberately pink, signifying admiration, friendship, appreciation. He'd considered other colors, but they came off as too forward, even if they were more accurate in what he desired. With the gift in hand, he travels to house 69, hoping the older man is home.

-knock knock-]

Phoenix Wright, if you're home, I wish to speak to you immediately.

[You are lucky Venom. You had managed to catch Pheonix's attention on one of his few days off.

Phoenix had been doing his best to keep himself as occupied as possible over the past month. Between helping the theater district out from time to time, to actively taking a stance on the political front in regards to actively involving the refugees within the country. And with his job at Shades Darker, still keeping a watchful eye over Miles as he recovered, and his trip in aiding the recent refugees, he had very little time for rest.

And yet, at the moment, he was home.

Sprawled out on the (yet another) new couch of his small apartment, Pheonix was surprised to startle awake from his nap only to hear the front door rasping. He was still groggy and somewhat confused. But sure enough, it got Pess to respond immediately. The small dog excitedly yipping away at the door and whatever interesting smell happened to be standing behind it.]

Coming! Coming I--

[He paused. His had just on the doorknob as he heard a familiar voice call out. Suddenly wondering what it was he of all people could want.

He cracked the door open slightly. Large eyes looking up at the taller man from the other side of the barrier; half to keep the dog back and half to keep his own guard up.]

Ah. Venom.

What are you doing here?

[What a sudden surprise. Especially after nearly a month of not hearing anything.]

I'm here to talk to you. May I come in?

[He holds out the bush, showing that he means no harm. But there's a very high chance all those invisible locks are still around him.]

Or we could talk like this the whole time. Whichever is more comfortable for you.

[The young assassin sounds a bit snippy, but in reality he's tired and wants to clear the air.]

[Phoenix was hesitant as he stared at Venom through the part in the door, taking a moment to walk things through in his head. He tried talking to Venom so many times now. Each time only grew more and more unsuccessful. Was this bound to follow the exact same pattern?

He sighed out, opening the door further and stepping aside allow Venom in.]

It's fine. It's not like you haven't been in here plenty of times before. Come on in.

[Watch out for the tiny fluff ball. Your ankles will be covered in slobbery kisses upon entry.]

You want anything to eat or drink? I have coffee, tea, and I baked up some almond cookies not too long ago.

[Venom doesn't mind the fluff ball at all. At this point he and Pess are very well acquainted. He kneels down to give the good boy a pet before placing his rose bush offering on a nearby table.]

...I didn't know you could bake.

[It's strange to have something like that in common. Venom never spoke about his ability to cook and bake, other than offer to make part of the meal for Dorian's gathering.]

Either way, I'll have some tea, please. I might be here a while.

[Phoenix may have tried talking to Venom, but Venom's not the type to let anyone in so easily. There's a better chance if the young assassin comes forward on his own.]

You're probably wondering why I want to talk now, after all that's occurred between us. It's rather obvious that because of my past, I don't trust easily, and I certainly didn't trust you after your outburst over my former profession. Can you blame me for cutting off contact?

[It hurt him to do so, but he's used to enduring pain.]

[Phoenix was silent for a good while. His mind swirling with thoughts and opinions regarding the whole ordeal that's transpired between them. Of course he wished to further argue his point. He was a lawyer, it was practically ingrained in his nature at this point. But he was also tired. He and Venom have discussed such semantics many times in the past already, and each time had ended the same way. With Venom running off refusing to listen any further.

So instead he turned around to go fetch the cookies and get the tea prepared, leaving Venom alone in the main room with Pess for a moment, the dog eagerly circling around his feet for more attention.

As he returned with a small plate he spoke up with a solemn tone. Placing the food down before gesturing over to the large armchair.]

Here. Take a seat. I sure there is quite a bit you want to talk about. The tea should be ready in a couple of minutes.

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