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nysalogs2017-10-27 05:12 pm
objectionattorney) wrote in nysalogs2017-10-27 05:12 pm
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Let me live without this Empty bliss, selfishness.
Who: Phoenix Wright (objectionattorney), Miles Edgeworth (milesedgelord) & Open!
What: Phoenix is in stage 3 of Violet2710 and needs a constant eye on him
When: 10/9 - 10/31
Where: Olympia, Wyver, the entire journey in between, and Thessa Station
Warning(s): Blood, Sickness, and just a bunch of general gross things that come along with it
[Sometimes it felt like he was on the brink of death, sometimes he felt absolutely fine, but when push came to shove all that could be said was that he was sick. Horribly sick. With a disease that was as foreign to the rest of the world as it was for him.]
-10/24 “I am fine!”-
[Or at least that’s what his old junior attorney used to say to make himself feel better... After all, this sickness may have unknown consequences, and he surely had moments when he woke up feeling like he’d keel over, but sometimes pushing through it was the best cure for something right?
Besides! He actually didn’t feel that bad today! The nausea was down and he wasn’t feeling feint, and sure he wasn’t eating still which made the attorneys once bulky frame seem sickly thin, but he really thought he could go out and try to help a little. Besides! There were so many others out there that were sicker than him! How can he not help?
So don’t mind Phoenix as he wanders the area where all of Olympia’s refugees are being kept. Wobbling about, looking for anyone who may have needed his assistance.]
H... hey. Any way I can help?
[Yeah, he really wasn’t looking good.]
-10/27 Finally Getting To See Her Again-
[It had taken some time before Miles and Athena were able to break the news to Phoenix. The fact that they had actually managed to find her among the worlds upon worlds worth of sleeping bodies on Thessa Station was an outright miracle. And sure he felt like he may have been dying himself. But what mattered was that she was alive. Asleep but alive.
Trucy Wright. The bright looking teenage girl, and his daughter, lay there sleeping peacefully in front of him. It almost seemed as if that were all she were doing, as if she would wake up any second.
Which, of course, made the situation all the sadder. What if she never did wake up? Stuck in this state of stillness while he grew and turned old without her?]
Trucy...
[For the first time in a while it hit him. How truly scary it was to be stuck in a world where barely anything was familiar to him. Tears slowly wetting his eyes and falling along his cheeks.
A shame those tears had taken a strange red tint to them.
Almost as if he was crying tears of blood.]
objectionattorney), Miles Edgeworth (milesedgelord) & Open!What: Phoenix is in stage 3 of Violet2710 and needs a constant eye on him
When: 10/9 - 10/31
Where: Olympia, Wyver, the entire journey in between, and Thessa Station
Warning(s): Blood, Sickness, and just a bunch of general gross things that come along with it
[Sometimes it felt like he was on the brink of death, sometimes he felt absolutely fine, but when push came to shove all that could be said was that he was sick. Horribly sick. With a disease that was as foreign to the rest of the world as it was for him.]
-10/24 “I am fine!”-
[Or at least that’s what his old junior attorney used to say to make himself feel better... After all, this sickness may have unknown consequences, and he surely had moments when he woke up feeling like he’d keel over, but sometimes pushing through it was the best cure for something right?
Besides! He actually didn’t feel that bad today! The nausea was down and he wasn’t feeling feint, and sure he wasn’t eating still which made the attorneys once bulky frame seem sickly thin, but he really thought he could go out and try to help a little. Besides! There were so many others out there that were sicker than him! How can he not help?
So don’t mind Phoenix as he wanders the area where all of Olympia’s refugees are being kept. Wobbling about, looking for anyone who may have needed his assistance.]
H... hey. Any way I can help?
[Yeah, he really wasn’t looking good.]
-10/27 Finally Getting To See Her Again-
[It had taken some time before Miles and Athena were able to break the news to Phoenix. The fact that they had actually managed to find her among the worlds upon worlds worth of sleeping bodies on Thessa Station was an outright miracle. And sure he felt like he may have been dying himself. But what mattered was that she was alive. Asleep but alive.
Trucy Wright. The bright looking teenage girl, and his daughter, lay there sleeping peacefully in front of him. It almost seemed as if that were all she were doing, as if she would wake up any second.
Which, of course, made the situation all the sadder. What if she never did wake up? Stuck in this state of stillness while he grew and turned old without her?]
Trucy...
[For the first time in a while it hit him. How truly scary it was to be stuck in a world where barely anything was familiar to him. Tears slowly wetting his eyes and falling along his cheeks.
A shame those tears had taken a strange red tint to them.
Almost as if he was crying tears of blood.]
no subject
It certainly sounds that way from here.
[He probably should be a bit more sympathetic. He doesn't really want to be, or care to be, but it might help pass the time. He is rather bored.]
But I have seen worse if that is any consolation.
no subject
[Yes, that knowledge certainly made him feel a lot better. He may have been dying but at least it wasn’t that bad.]
I mean, I have the cough sure, but I’m standing and I feel pretty all right. I know that despite my condition there are plenty of people who are worse off still. And I’d rather help out than just sit about uselessly.
[Goodness if anyone else actually died from this thing and he didn’t do anything about it he would feel absolutely guilty!]
no subject
[Just saying. If you're trying to justify it then you already know you did something wrong. Which was why he made it a point to never acknowledge he had bad ideas. Clearly this human needs some of that flawless wisdom imparted upon him before he died.]
Our of curiousity what exactly do you plan on doing to help? I assume such tasks are better left to those not spontaneously bleeding like a stuck pig.
no subject
[Says the lawyer with blood trickling down his lips. This is normal. He is fine. Everything is fine. Really.]
I can look after others who are a bit more sick than I am. Like getting them medicine and food and things. Also just keeping an eye on people. Or even finding a way to help gather supplies for everyone else since we’re all trying to survive while in this city. I’m weak at the moment but I’m sure helping find edible vegetation and supplies for all of us during our stay shouldn’t be too hard as long as nothing I lift is too heavy. I can even do some shopping at the local stores.
[He’s really stubborn about this okay? He’ll help even if it kills him!
Perhaps literally.]
no subject
[Him saying anything is repulsive generally means a lot coming from him, as it's usually a case of the pot calling the kettle black, but in this scenario he at least has the moral high ground that he's not contaminating anything.]
If you are so determined to die, then why not offer yourself as a test subject for possible cures? At least then if you die it might be for the greater good rather than delusions of competency.
no subject
[Phoenix hesitates with that. His expression perking up, if even tiredly, at the mention of him perhaps using his own sickness as a means to help people.]
That-- That's a great idea actually!
[Ah. Look at how happy you made him Illidan! Even if it sounded mildly suicidal the thought that perhaps the sickness contained within his own body can be researched to create some sort of anti-body for others stuck in his situation seemed to have brightened his day!
That was the perfect idea! Now! If only he can find out where all those scientists are--]
Hmm, you would think everyone is working on a cure all in the same place right? Do I just tell them I'm sick and walk in? Or will they just force me back to bed you think? Ah, but I have to at least plead my case.
You! Do you happen to know where they're doing all the research for this? I don't remember seeing that many doctors at the infirmary. But they have to be keeping an eye on us in some way right? Since those of us who caught it are a big deal and all.
[Wow. This sickness was really getting to his head.]