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nysalogs2017-10-08 10:49 pm
objectionattorney) wrote in nysalogs2017-10-08 10:49 pm
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Knocked Around the World and Back
Who: Phoenix Wright (objectionattorney) & Anyone Interested!
What: Phoenix Is an Unfortunate Soul Who Gets Sick Easily And Caught The VIOLET2710 Virus From His Junior Attorney
When: Between 10/7 & 10/18
Where: At His House In Housing Apartment 69 & Around The Initial Blast Zone At the Market District
Warning(s): Mostly gross sick things. Nothing Too Noteworthy Otherwise
(10/7 - 10/10)
[Phoenix wasn’t feeling at the top of his game when he woke up. A fuzzy head, a stuffy nose, nothing that would have otherwise seemed too out of the ordinary. He knew he should have been more concerned, what with the state Athena was in. But he couldn’t simply put aside the those in need for what felt like a smaller strain of what could have just been a common cold.
How wrong he was.
It was by the time he had reached the Market Square that it really began to hit him. His body hot and his mouth dry as he looked around the area where ongoing repairs were being done. He had to find more clues to what was going on with everyone. Surely the culprits left behind some sort of circumstantial evidence that was being overlooked. Surely.... Surely...
What was he thinking again? He suddenly felt so dizzy. Perhaps he needed to go get something to drink. There was a concession stand next to the aid center that was handing out drinks to all those who were helping out. Maybe he could just make his way over there and grab himself something to--
The next thing he knew the world was spinning around him. His foot missing a step as the next thing he saw was the sky above him. Why did his back suddenly hurt? Was he on the floor? What just happened?]
(10/11 - 10/18)
[Phoenix was bed ridden. In an almost embarrassing state of affairs the man who had been caring for the sick was now sick himself. Not that he couldn’t see this coming from a mile away. But at the moment he was too far gone to really judge himself too harshly. Time was moving by in flashes. People came and go and yet he couldn’t quite make out their faces. Where was he? What was going on?
Was that Trucy’s voice calling from the other side of the door? Ah. Right. Trucy. She had her first magic show coming up soon. But-- Wasn’t he supposed to head off to classes himself? There was a huge assignment due that he couldn’t pass up. How else was he supposed to pass art school if he couldn’t complete one assignment? Why were the lights so bright? Maybe he should turn them off?
He found himself slowly shifting out of bed, doing everything in his power to fight his fever as he slunk his way out of his shared bedroom and into the living quarters.]
Hey! Where did everybody go?
[Cough.]
objectionattorney) & Anyone Interested!What: Phoenix Is an Unfortunate Soul Who Gets Sick Easily And Caught The VIOLET2710 Virus From His Junior Attorney
When: Between 10/7 & 10/18
Where: At His House In Housing Apartment 69 & Around The Initial Blast Zone At the Market District
Warning(s): Mostly gross sick things. Nothing Too Noteworthy Otherwise
(10/7 - 10/10)
[Phoenix wasn’t feeling at the top of his game when he woke up. A fuzzy head, a stuffy nose, nothing that would have otherwise seemed too out of the ordinary. He knew he should have been more concerned, what with the state Athena was in. But he couldn’t simply put aside the those in need for what felt like a smaller strain of what could have just been a common cold.
How wrong he was.
It was by the time he had reached the Market Square that it really began to hit him. His body hot and his mouth dry as he looked around the area where ongoing repairs were being done. He had to find more clues to what was going on with everyone. Surely the culprits left behind some sort of circumstantial evidence that was being overlooked. Surely.... Surely...
What was he thinking again? He suddenly felt so dizzy. Perhaps he needed to go get something to drink. There was a concession stand next to the aid center that was handing out drinks to all those who were helping out. Maybe he could just make his way over there and grab himself something to--
The next thing he knew the world was spinning around him. His foot missing a step as the next thing he saw was the sky above him. Why did his back suddenly hurt? Was he on the floor? What just happened?]
(10/11 - 10/18)
[Phoenix was bed ridden. In an almost embarrassing state of affairs the man who had been caring for the sick was now sick himself. Not that he couldn’t see this coming from a mile away. But at the moment he was too far gone to really judge himself too harshly. Time was moving by in flashes. People came and go and yet he couldn’t quite make out their faces. Where was he? What was going on?
Was that Trucy’s voice calling from the other side of the door? Ah. Right. Trucy. She had her first magic show coming up soon. But-- Wasn’t he supposed to head off to classes himself? There was a huge assignment due that he couldn’t pass up. How else was he supposed to pass art school if he couldn’t complete one assignment? Why were the lights so bright? Maybe he should turn them off?
He found himself slowly shifting out of bed, doing everything in his power to fight his fever as he slunk his way out of his shared bedroom and into the living quarters.]
Hey! Where did everybody go?
[Cough.]
no subject
[Wow. It felt surreal to have Miles’s face so close to his. His breath felt warm.
Wait... why was he thinking things that had nothing to do situation? Miles was feeling for a fever! A fever! What was his brain doing thinking strange things!?!
Suppressing a blush Phoenix exhaled as he looked away.]
I see. So we lost our money on a trip...
[And now... a bath... just to cool his temperature...
So why did his face grow redder at the thought!?!
Why was he so stupidly awkward at the concept of sharing a room with Edgeworth and having him take care of him!?!
Phoenix simply sat there silently. His body stiff, his breath heavy, his face red, and sweat covering his brow.
If anything he deffinitely seemed a little out of it.]