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[When Netsuha mentioned "souvenirs" to Haruya over the phone, he probably meant Korean ones.
He will not be receiving Korean ones. Except maybe some of their leftover snacks and stuff.
What the kids from the Sun Garden will be receiving possibly, on the other hand, are snacks and trinkets from Kyoto where the two of them are sightseeing before they really returned home. That should be fine. It's not like Korea and Japan had completely different things (in fact they were noticing a lot of similarities), and it's not like any of them had been to Kyoto either. Saginuma and Midorikawa'a teams were the exceptions, but even they weren't there for leisure. So it all works out.
Still, walking around Kyoto in the middle of the day with their backpacks full of souvenirs for fifty kids is a lot, especially for Fuusuke's lazy spirit. He at least Isn't complaining, but he does tug on Haruya'a shirt at one street corner with his head turned toward one of the buildings.]
I want to take a break. That shop is selling parfaits.
[Haruya doesn't see why he had to get fifty individual gifts. If you asked him, random snacks that could be shared for all the kids would have been enough by his standards. But underneath that rough outer edge is a soft heart, just like the rest of the kids of Sun Garden, and it didn't take him long to find something special for each of the children at Sun Garden, including some for both him and Fuusuke. Terumi had provided them with the money should they need it, saying something about how this would be a good way to really connect with everyone again.
What a pain.
But not as big as a pain as the boy walking next to him, who seemed to take laziness and amplify it to levels even he couldn't comprehend. Oh, and he was needy too.]
Stopping again? At this rate, we'll never get to the train.
[It's really sad when he's the more responsible one here. Because sure, they did really have to hustle if they wanted to check out anything else before hitting the train, but it's obvious in his eyes that the parfait shop is...really tempting.]
All we have left to buy for are Hiroto and Yagami... and Kii and Izuno. It won't take long.
[Lies. Those four -- or at least three of the four -- are the hardest to buy for because the cats didn't make fun of them much. Hiroto they knew better. Hiroto was also easy because he'd probably settle for a single candy out of an entire bag of candy but they'll end up making a special trip for that moron anyway.
Annoying as heck, but whatever. It can still come after parfait.]
Besides, that one was in Kurara's magazine before.
[It was true. Haruya knew damn well how hard those four were to shop for. Heck, two of them were easy, maybe three. But Hiroto was the difficult one--no matter how long they trekked to make sure they got him something that would blow him away, he always seemed to one up them, or worse, share it with the younger kids of Sun Garden. Why didn't he just keep it all to himself like the rest of them?
Stupid Hiroto. Couldn't even accept a gift right.
What he doesn't realize, though, is that he's already unconsciously walking towards this parfait place, and he doesn't snap out of his own little internal monologue until they're safely inside the door.]
Okay, I think I've got enough left over--Izuno can get a gumball maybe.
[Despite his eagerness to go inside and get that sweet snack, Fuusuke is still behind Haruya when they enter the store, having waited to see if Haruya would really go in before he took any action. In the end, if Haruya ultimately refused Fuusuke would’ve backed down.
Once inside the shop, they’re greeted by a waiter and guided to a free table in the back. Fuusuke leads the way this time, glancing back at Haruya when he hears him muttering and pulling out his own wallet, waving it in front of him. In true Suzuno fashion, it’s one that’s got a chain attached to it.]
I got it. Don’t make Izuno cry, Haruya.
[Izuno would probably be excited if he so much as got a bottle of ramune.]
[ Trucy's certain that she did not sign up to do all of her dad's dirty work today. Usually she doesn't mind shuffling evidence here and there, wherever it needs to be. But she's been busy -- it's her senior year in high school, after all, and she's got other things to do... like practice magic and hone her new show. It's been hard without a steady assistant, thanks to a certain SOMEBODY deciding to up and leave, but she's been managing.
This is her last run of the afternoon, fortunately, and she rubs her eyes as she rounds the corner of the Prosecutor's Office, squeaking as she barely manages to dodge someone else trying to get around the same corner. She's quick to smile, however, waving her hands about when she realizes just who it is. ]
Prosecutor Gavin! I'm so sorry! Wow, it's been a while... how have you been?
[It certainly has been awhile, hasn't it? Time floats on the breeze lately, it seems, with Klavier packing up things with his band for good after that one-time reunion at Themis and going full throttle into becoming a prosecutor. And ever since Apollo left, it did certainly feel like days felt like minutes.
It's another day at the Prosecutor's Office, files tucked underneath his arms as he rounds that corner, his hand gripping the wall behind him to practically swing him around into a perpendicular stride. Something he usually did out of lazy habit, and probably not the best thing to do in a well traversed hallway...but then again, he isn't expecting someone to be right there.]
!!
[Quick reflexes bring them both to a stop before a collision happens, and Gavin's eyes flick open wide at the sight of who it is.]
Fraulein!
[His face practically explodes in a smile, blue eyes twinkling at the sight of such a familiar and welcome face.]
It certainly has, hasn't it? And you're a sight for sore eyes as always...
[Her question, though, that gives him some serious thought, fingers deftly playing with his blonde bangs.]
You can say my life is more like a soft ballad now than a rock concert. Things have gotten pretty slow...although from what I hear, you're making quite a name for yourself, ja?
[ Trucy's pretty darned happy to see Klavier, honestly -- she's been meaning to come and visit him, but with the show and being accused of murder and stealthing her way to Khura'in.... well, she just hasn't had time. She's also very happy he didn't drop the files he had, because she would have felt pretty guilty about screwing up his stuff.
She beams, practically bouncing up and down with her excitement to see him. She clasps gloved fingers together in front of herself for a moment, fighting the urge to tackle the poor man in a hug. ]
You are, too! Ah, that reminds me -- thank you for the roses! They really livened up my dressing room!
[ No, really. It was the sweetest thing ever, and it really boosted her confidence on stage. She smiles again at his words, because she knows how he feels. She's felt that slowness, the boredom that comes with it, on more than one occasion. ]
Really? Well, sometimes soft ballads can be a good thing, right? Aha, I'm certainly trying! There was a little snag in the road at first, but things have smoothed out! Although, I have to admit, I'm a little bored without Polly around. He was the best assistant ever, you know? Everyone always loved it when he'd start screaming his head off!
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[And like a candle to an unlit room, her face seems to illuminate the area around them, the smile unable to remove itself from Klavier's face. Just seeing her again reminded him of how much he missed from the courts, when it was Apollo across from him, Trucy at his side, guiding each other through the case. That act was over now, both onto bigger and better things.
Apollo and Trucy, at least. Klavier on the other hand, had decided to put himself on the backburner.
He's certainly not going to let her get away without a hug, arms extending out (and making sure that file of his remained turned up to avoid papers falling out) to welcome a hug from the rising star. Because right now? He couldn't have been more proud of her.]
Of course! I'm one of your biggest fans, after all. [It was nice to see her bolstered with such confidence in her shows--things like that really are what bring the act to life, you know? He certainly would, that was his life for awhile.]
I suppose you're right. It's nice to take things slow for a change--although I'm finding myself with more free time than I'm used to having.
[Then again, he is still sort of getting used to only having ONE full-time job. Because you know, EVERYONE makes a hit rock band in their ''''free time''''.
But her comment about Apollo's lack of volume control gets a chuckle, fond memories bubbling to the surface that even Klavier can't hide behind his ever-present mask of 'cool']
I admit I find myself missing Herr Forehead as well... He's doing well in Khura'in then? Deafening the ears of that poor country?
[ She knows that the change in pace must be hard for Klavier. She's not stupid, after all -- going from a hot shot rock god to just Prosecutor Gavin. That can't at all be an easy thing, although he's handled it with a nature of such grace and integrity that it's commendable. She hopes, though, that one day he'll be able to replace his band mates and start again. She knows that music is his passion, but his home is the courtroom, and she can definitely respect that.
His gesture does not go unnoticed, and she finally squeals and allows herself to throw her arms around the poor man in a warm hug, doing her best to not knock him over in the process. ]
You are?! Wow, thank you, Prosecutor Gavin! That means so much to me! [ It really does, too -- Klavier is one of the most successful people she knows, and one of the nicest to boot. ]
Well, you should come and visit the office! We'd love to have you come visit!
[ They would, too. Especially Athena, because with Klavier around it means less time acting as Trucy's new guinea pig. ]
He's doing great! The last I heard, he had well over four hundred cases and more piling up! I'm really proud of him, but I miss him, too. He says someday he'll come back, though! But a lot of people say that and don't exactly come through, you know? So as soon as I graduate, I'm gonna go visit him every few months!
[The rock star can't leave him for good, it's too much engrained in him by this point. There are times when he wants to pick up his guitar, compose something on his keyboard, make an entire composition. Nights where he sits in his studio and write scribbled out melodies and chords on post-it notes. But it was just something to occupy the void of extra time, really. Nothing kicking him with inspiration.
Not yet, anyway.
He welcomes that embrace, enveloping her in his arms and pulling her into a tight squeeze. There was just something about Trucy that melted his heart, the way she was filled with boundless energy that just couldn't help but disperse through the room. It was refreshing. Nostalgic, even. A bouquet of flowers wasn't nearly enough to thank her for being that little light.]
Ahh... [To say that he hadn't thought of that would be a lie. He had, really, but there's still some secondhand guilt when it came to Phoenix Wright. True, years ago Kristoph had been the mastermind behind it all, forging the evidence, making sure it made its way into Phoenix's hand, and then Klavier playing him like a metaphorical fiddle.
But there's something to be said about walking into the office of the man you baited into losing his badge.] Well, I suppose stopping by would be fair. I can't leave such a pretty face hanging.
[Athena, too. She's got to be going stir crazy with both Wrights there.]
I have a feeling Herr Justice has found his place, ja? We all have our paths and march to our own beat. [His fingers snap to some invisible tempo, in example.] His? It's more like an acoustic cover of one of my songs. [They all know how Apollo Justice feels about his music. Passive aggressively.]
[ Trucy gives the man one last tight, affectionate squeeze before she allows him his freedom again. Her smile only further brightens, because she has so much she wants to talk to him about, wants to hear all about what he's been up to because Rock God or not, he's an interesting person and she can't imagine him not having a few good stories up his sleeve.
His confirmation that he'd possibly come visit adds to her excitement, and she has to suppress the urge to throw her arms around him for a second time. She knows Athena will be glad to see him, and she knows for a fact her father holds no grudge over Klavier for something that had been out of his control.
After all, he may have been the prosecutor that day, but who had actually given Phoenix that evidence? Trucy had. And she's pretty sure her father doesn't hold a grudge over her for that, either. ] You're the best, Prosecutor Gavin! I have a feeling Athena will think you'll be there to save her -- I think being my new part time assistant has shaved a few years off of her life, you know?
[ She can see the fear in Athena's eyes when she rounds the corner and announces it's time to practice, or she needs her help for a few shows. Apollo had that same fear, but eventually he'd gotten somewhat used to her shenanigans. Athena was still new to it, though, and she's pretty sure the redhead's eyes had actually watered the last time she mentioned using a guillotine. ]
He has! Khura'in was where he grew up alongside Prosecutor Sahdmadhi, so I'm glad that they have each other. I think... I think right now, with everything that happened, they need one another more than ever. Ah, did you get to meet him while he was visiting the states? Let me tell you, when I was on trial I sure wished it was you standing at the prosecutor's bench and not him...
[ ...She's pretty sure that he wouldn't have tried to unnerve her like Nahyuta had. ]
...Aha, but he's really not that bad! He's very... religious. You should ask Detective Skye, I'll bet she's memorized all of the sermons he made her listen to!
[It's strange, being accepted into the Wright Anything Agency's company so willingly. Not that they were bad people--far from it. But the Gavinners broke up, Kristoph and Daryan were serving time, and with Apollo now across the country, the contact list in his phone was significantly shorter than he was used to. He'd found himself talking more to Blackquill and Edgeworth than he'd ever consider himself. And...well, let's just say they're lacking in the 'sense of humour' department.
Maybe stopping by the agency wouldn't hurt. Give the Gavin name a positive inflection.] So I'm told.
But tell me, Fraulein, is saving her going to be putting my own life on the line? [A cheeky grin, if anything, with a soft tease and brush of her knuckles against her cheek.] I'm looking forward to a long life myself, you know. [As much as he loves you, Trucy, he's not a fan of the possibility of losing his hair.
Or even worse, somehow being set on fire.]
[But it's good to hear Apollo's settling in. He'd always felt like he needed to truly step out into the sun in order to shine, and despite his constant teasing in the courtroom, there's no one he trusted on the defense more than Apollo Justice (And his assistant!)]
I'm afraid I must have just missed him. [Tides of fate, he'd say.] But I hope he is giving Herr Justice a challenge. Knowing him, he reacts best when he's under pressure, pressing his finger to his forehead deep in thought. [It's not the most graceful gesture, and Klavier probably pulls it off terribly, but it's the thought that counts.]
Then again, he probably would like someone as orderly and well behaved, ja?
[As for Detective Skye, he'll refrain from answering. Because he is -definitely- the last person she wants to see, if her celebration over being free from his rock-god clutches was any indicator.]
Of course not! I won't ever use you as my guinea pig, Mr. Gavin! Scout's Honor! [ She giggles; as much as she'd like to drag poor Klavier on stage or at the very least, into a practice session, she won't. It wouldn't nearly be as funny to watch him flail around and try to keep his cool, and anyways, he has a reputation to keep up with, unlike Apollo and Athena. ]
Anyways, Athena's more suited for having her life on the line, right~? At least she's easier to put into costumes than Apollo. He flat out refused... as long as I used gold or yellow, Athena never complains! Which is awesome! [ Because really, good help is hard to come by sometimes... except she's so very grateful to both Apollo and Athena for their help. They've both done more than just act as her assistant, after all.
How many hours had Apollo spent helping her with homework or studying? Putting props together? And Athena, too, for that matter. Granted, Trucy's not quite as close to Athena as she is Apollo, the girl has definitely gone out of her way on more than one occasion to try and help her out. She's even helped her get out of trouble, too.
Sometimes it's nice to have someone closer to her age in the office, it certainly makes getting out of things with her father easier, and she's got someone to relate to. ]
Well, I'm sure you'll meet him at some point. He's an international prosecutor, although something tells me he's going to be stuck in Khura'in for a bit. I think... I think the entire weirdo court system over there is giving him a challenge. I try to text Polly at least once a day to see how he's doing, and the last I heard, he's still trying to get the hang of how it all works. I... actually got to see a trial there a few months back! It's definitely different!
[ Divination seances are cool, though, she supposes. If not a bit creepy.
Her eyes suddenly light up, though, as an idea hits her. This may or may not be a good thing, Klavier. ]
Oh, I know! When I go visit him, you should come with me! Have you ever been to Khura'in? I've never seen anything like it before! I was only there for a day or two but it's really pretty, and I'll bet Polly would be happy to see you, too!
[The smile is unmistakable on Klavier's lips. Mostly because the humorous thought of You're not a Scout, Fraulein. pops into his head first, and he knows how the Wrights work when it comes to using any loophole they can. But with that sweet, innocent face, he can't help but fall victim to it every time, even against Apollo's warnings. Trucy was at her soul the purest a person could be. And he'd trust her to keep her experimentation to poor Athena.
Sorry Athena.]
It's natural for a defense attorney, ja?
[Funny you should say that, Klavier, given how the law previously worked in Khura'in.] Fraulein Cykes seems to take danger by its horns, not too unlike the other attorneys in that courtroom. [Blackquill had told him about Cykes in the courtroom too, and when compared to Apollo, and even Wright, she displayed the same amount of passion for truth that trademarked in the courtroom. The monochrome prosecutor was a bit more rough with the phrasing than Klavier would have been, but he assumes that was just the bushido-wannabe in him that brought it out.
Not like Klavier can talk. He was the proclaimed Europhile, in Ema Skye's very words.]
Is it now?
[He had heard that Khura'in had very different practices when it came to law--one of the last conversations Apollo had with him talked briefly about it. Mostly a soft laugh and 'It's something, all right!' It piqued his curiosity, and with Trucy's confirmation of this, there's a soft twinkle in his eyes that seems to only brighten at the mere mention of going to the country with her.]
You know...[He leans over, tossing his bangs out of his eyes and smirking. Usually the gesture of when he's playfully teasing, or at the very least, agreeing in some way.] I would like to get an up close look at this country's law practices. [Although something tells him the first emotion out of Apollo Justice on his arrival wouldn't be happy. Shock, embarrassment, possibly yelling would come first.]
But your father would probably kill me before takeoff, if he knew.
[Not that he has any intentions, but overprotective fathers will always be overprotective fathers.]
You'd think. But Athena isn't like Polly... I thought she'd be less... frightened. It's not like I'd ever let her get hurt! I mean, I never let Apollo get hurt. Yes, I did burn his hair once. Once! But he never actually got hurt!
[ See? A little burned hair never hurt anyone. Not that she'd burn Klavier's hair, of course. Her expression brightens again, though, and she's quick to nod her head. Athena may scream and flail and, on occasion, attempt to hide from her, but she is far more adventurous than Apollo. Her eyes practically sparkle, because Athena's like a sister to her, a sister she's able to go to the mall with and just hang out and talk about anything with. She certainly hopes the girl doesn't decided to up and leave anytime soon... or get roped into changing any small country's laws. ]
Athena's pretty amazing! One time she chugged an entire gallon of orange juice in about ten seconds. If that's not taking danger by the horns, I don't know what is! I mean, she could drown on the stuff, but she doesn't care! [ Yeah, imagine that. Drowning on orange juice. In Trucy's mind, Athena's taking her life in her hands when she does things like that. Or all the other dumb things she's able to talk the redhead into doing with her.
Things that she will not, in fact, bring up right now! ]
Oh yes, but Polly is working to change a lot of it. Uh, except the weird seance thing. I think that's a thing that'll be around forever, but it actually seems to work out pretty well. See? That's another reason you should come with me! You can see Polly in action!
[ And let Trucy drag him around all over Khura'in, but details, details! Unfortunately for Klavier, she's not going to be dissuaded that easily, even with her father's threats looming overhead. ] Oh no, he won't even think of such a thing. Especially if he wants the power to remain on in the office and the rent to be paid!
[ Since, you know. Trucy's still doing all of that, considering she makes more money than the two remaining agency lawyers combined. She clasps her hands together and peers up at poor Klavier with big, blue, innocent eyes. ] So see? Now you have to come, because you don't have anything to worry about! I promise it'll be a lot of fun! Pleeeease~?
[Sorry Fraulein, he's got to side with Herr Gel on this one. He would much rather avoid getting any of his blonde locks charred by a magician trick 'improvised' (see: go wrong).
Then again, he's not really a fan of fire as it is.
But it's nice to see that little glint in her eyes. When Apollo left, Edgeworth had said that Klavier's own eyes had lost a little something. He wouldn't say what--the man was to emotionally constipated to really go anything beyond "You lost that gleam." before returning back to work. He's glad to see that didn't affect her. She was always an unwavering light in a stormy night for many people. Wright...Apollo....and now him.]
Did she now?
[Klavier's arm starts to wrap around her shoulder gently, guiding her through the halls of the Prosecutor office.]
Never, ever tell a woman she can't do something--that's asking for danger. If Fraulein Lawyer was told to 'down' that orange juice, I have no doubts she succeeded. I learned that lesson from Fraulein Detective.
[A fond memory, at least to him. He knew Ema wasn't necessarily fond of him, and he can only imagine what a letter to him would be like now, praising this new lawyer over him. Anything was better than 'that glimmerous fop'. Not that he'd mind. She'd gotten the job she always wanted, after all.]
Spectate Herr Forehead in action...you're really going for a hard sell on this, you know. [As if she hasn't already done that by just asking.]
Alright, alright, it's a date, then. We'll pay Apollo a visit as soon as you're out of school, ja?
[ Hair gel is extremely flammable. She's learned that thanks to Apollo! Of course, he hadn't found it as hilarious as she had, but that's not the point. That was a lesson in science, and that had been exactly what she'd used against him to calm him down because Apollo nags at her all the time about homework and school and studying. Ugh.
Well. Nagged... she's about to graduate, but looking back at it, she did appreciate Apollo pushing at her to try harder and strive to be the best on and off the stage. She misses him more than anything, and she's definitely felt the loss -- saying goodbye to him had been really hard, and she'd felt her eyes sting getting onto that bus to come back to the States. She'd watched him out the window until they'd eventually turned a corner and she couldn't see him any longer.
She definitely misses him more than she'll ever let on, that's for sure.
She grins at Klavier, allowing him to guide her down the hallways, nodding her head in agreement because he's right, especially when it comes to Athena. The yellow clad attorney is the only other person she's met whose been able to keep up with her energy wise, and at times even exceed it. ]
I don't know how anyone can drink that much orange juice in one sitting... she dared daddy to do it with his coffee, and he tried but it was still too hot and you can probably imagine what happened next.
[ ...Klavier can probably also envision the fact that the girls had given him absolutely NO sympathy and had practically been rolling on the floor while he curled up in agony. Good times at the Anything Agency!
It seems she's won her little 'argument', though, and she claps happily a few times, her expression further brightening at the confirmation that he'd be joining her, and once again she's nodding with absolute excitement. ]
I'm so glad! I've only got a few months left before graduation, so we won't have to wait long! Thanks, Mr. Gavin, I swear it'll be really fun and you won't regret it!
[Well, he supposes that's the only way to learn. Sorry Herr Forehead, your slight rush with the flames of death was for science and magic. He's sure that'll come in handy in her chemistry class or generic fire safety.
He can tell, though. The way she speaks about Apollo, and the way her eyes seem to lose a minuscule bit of glimmer when she mentions him. It's not out of lack of love for the man, he can clearly see she indeed loves him very much...it's that he's not here. And cheering for someone overseas is a lot harder than them being right here. Trucy unable to be at his side like she had when they were in court together. It's hard, but she's pulling through strong, shoving her feelings down and trying to find the optimism in everything.
It's a trait he always found endearing in the girl, only more so now.
Although he can't say he'd take Athena's place if he had the chance. He's not THAT much of a saint.]
Herr Wright certainly knows how to not back down from a challenge, ja?
[But with graduation approaching, Klavier's going to have to look into some airlines, and browse hotels in Khura'in. Make sure that Wright won't kill him...maybe if he brings this up early enough the simmering pot of apprehension would ease away on its own.]
[ She learned how to use a fire extinguisher that day! Everything happens for a reason, and that CLEARLY was the reason: to cover Apollo in disgusting anti-flammable material. It was a great time for everyone involved!
...Mostly.
Her expression lights up again, because it's true: Phoenix is that dad who tries to be hip and in with the kids and pretty much does whatever they dare him to do... to an extent. He's marked chugging coffee off of his bucket list, at the very least. ]
He sure doesn't! Although while we were laughing at him, he asked me if I'd taken a life insurance policy out on him. I don't know what he means by that!
[ No, really -- she's not getting that he was asking her if she was trying to kill him, but she's naive like that. Some things never change; as smart as she can be, she's still a little too innocent in that perspective. Whether or not that's a good thing... well, only time will tell.
There's that determined twinkle in her eye again, though, and she nods, already far too excited for a trip that's a few months down the road and still needs to be further planned. But getting to spend time with not one, but two of her very favorite people? How can she not be excited? ]
Okay! I'll start searching for a good hotel. Aha, I didn't have much time to look around when I was there since... I wasn't supposed to be there. To be fair, it's not my fault Mr. Edgeworth didn't check his luggage before boarding!
[He thinks you have your fathers sense of dry humour at the term 'good time', Fraulein.
A smile widens on his lips--it was hard not to imagine Phoenix Wright as some imposing shadow in his life, hard to imagine him as the friendly, goofy attorney who rode a bike to work and sometimes ate the evidence in a court case. Then again, a lot of that was self-inflicted--Klavier would always carry some form of guilt when it came to the defense attorney.
But there's always some hope that he can join in the jesting about him. Maybe someday.
He chuckles softly at the insurance policy quip--]
Not to worry, Fraulein, he was basically remarking on how responsible you always are for that place, ja? [In a way...he wouldn't have put it past Trucy, either.]
...
[His eyes shoot open wide at her...little matryoshka plan.]
How did you fit with that man's wardrobe?
[He knew Edgeworth, and he knew how Edgeworth dressed. And he knew how Edgeworth prepared when it came to planes, and he knew how Edgeworth prepared for any inconvenience ever.
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He will not be receiving Korean ones. Except maybe some of their leftover snacks and stuff.
What the kids from the Sun Garden will be receiving possibly, on the other hand, are snacks and trinkets from Kyoto where the two of them are sightseeing before they really returned home. That should be fine. It's not like Korea and Japan had completely different things (in fact they were noticing a lot of similarities), and it's not like any of them had been to Kyoto either. Saginuma and Midorikawa'a teams were the exceptions, but even they weren't there for leisure. So it all works out.
Still, walking around Kyoto in the middle of the day with their backpacks full of souvenirs for fifty kids is a lot, especially for Fuusuke's lazy spirit. He at least Isn't complaining, but he does tug on Haruya'a shirt at one street corner with his head turned toward one of the buildings.]
I want to take a break. That shop is selling parfaits.
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[Haruya doesn't see why he had to get fifty individual gifts. If you asked him, random snacks that could be shared for all the kids would have been enough by his standards. But underneath that rough outer edge is a soft heart, just like the rest of the kids of Sun Garden, and it didn't take him long to find something special for each of the children at Sun Garden, including some for both him and Fuusuke. Terumi had provided them with the money should they need it, saying something about how this would be a good way to really connect with everyone again.
What a pain.
But not as big as a pain as the boy walking next to him, who seemed to take laziness and amplify it to levels even he couldn't comprehend. Oh, and he was needy too.]
Stopping again? At this rate, we'll never get to the train.
[It's really sad when he's the more responsible one here. Because sure, they did really have to hustle if they wanted to check out anything else before hitting the train, but it's obvious in his eyes that the parfait shop is...really tempting.]
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[Lies. Those four -- or at least three of the four -- are the hardest to buy for because the cats didn't make fun of them much. Hiroto they knew better. Hiroto was also easy because he'd probably settle for a single candy out of an entire bag of candy but they'll end up making a special trip for that moron anyway.
Annoying as heck, but whatever. It can still come after parfait.]
Besides, that one was in Kurara's magazine before.
[that is to say it's famous he wants to try it]
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Stupid Hiroto. Couldn't even accept a gift right.
What he doesn't realize, though, is that he's already unconsciously walking towards this parfait place, and he doesn't snap out of his own little internal monologue until they're safely inside the door.]
Okay, I think I've got enough left over--Izuno can get a gumball maybe.
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Once inside the shop, they’re greeted by a waiter and guided to a free table in the back. Fuusuke leads the way this time, glancing back at Haruya when he hears him muttering and pulling out his own wallet, waving it in front of him. In true Suzuno fashion, it’s one that’s got a chain attached to it.]
I got it. Don’t make Izuno cry, Haruya.
[Izuno would probably be excited if he so much as got a bottle of ramune.]
What do you want to get?
HI PROSECUTOR GAVIN
This is her last run of the afternoon, fortunately, and she rubs her eyes as she rounds the corner of the Prosecutor's Office, squeaking as she barely manages to dodge someone else trying to get around the same corner. She's quick to smile, however, waving her hands about when she realizes just who it is. ]
Prosecutor Gavin! I'm so sorry! Wow, it's been a while... how have you been?
HI FRAULEIN~
It's another day at the Prosecutor's Office, files tucked underneath his arms as he rounds that corner, his hand gripping the wall behind him to practically swing him around into a perpendicular stride. Something he usually did out of lazy habit, and probably not the best thing to do in a well traversed hallway...but then again, he isn't expecting someone to be right there.]
!!
[Quick reflexes bring them both to a stop before a collision happens, and Gavin's eyes flick open wide at the sight of who it is.]
Fraulein!
[His face practically explodes in a smile, blue eyes twinkling at the sight of such a familiar and welcome face.]
It certainly has, hasn't it? And you're a sight for sore eyes as always...
[Her question, though, that gives him some serious thought, fingers deftly playing with his blonde bangs.]
You can say my life is more like a soft ballad now than a rock concert. Things have gotten pretty slow...although from what I hear, you're making quite a name for yourself, ja?
hUEHUEHUEHUE
She beams, practically bouncing up and down with her excitement to see him. She clasps gloved fingers together in front of herself for a moment, fighting the urge to tackle the poor man in a hug. ]
You are, too! Ah, that reminds me -- thank you for the roses! They really livened up my dressing room!
[ No, really. It was the sweetest thing ever, and it really boosted her confidence on stage. She smiles again at his words, because she knows how he feels. She's felt that slowness, the boredom that comes with it, on more than one occasion. ]
Really? Well, sometimes soft ballads can be a good thing, right? Aha, I'm certainly trying! There was a little snag in the road at first, but things have smoothed out! Although, I have to admit, I'm a little bored without Polly around. He was the best assistant ever, you know? Everyone always loved it when he'd start screaming his head off!
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Apollo and Trucy, at least. Klavier on the other hand, had decided to put himself on the backburner.
He's certainly not going to let her get away without a hug, arms extending out (and making sure that file of his remained turned up to avoid papers falling out) to welcome a hug from the rising star. Because right now? He couldn't have been more proud of her.]
Of course! I'm one of your biggest fans, after all. [It was nice to see her bolstered with such confidence in her shows--things like that really are what bring the act to life, you know? He certainly would, that was his life for awhile.]
I suppose you're right. It's nice to take things slow for a change--although I'm finding myself with more free time than I'm used to having.
[Then again, he is still sort of getting used to only having ONE full-time job. Because you know, EVERYONE makes a hit rock band in their ''''free time''''.
But her comment about Apollo's lack of volume control gets a chuckle, fond memories bubbling to the surface that even Klavier can't hide behind his ever-present mask of 'cool']
I admit I find myself missing Herr Forehead as well... He's doing well in Khura'in then? Deafening the ears of that poor country?
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His gesture does not go unnoticed, and she finally squeals and allows herself to throw her arms around the poor man in a warm hug, doing her best to not knock him over in the process. ]
You are?! Wow, thank you, Prosecutor Gavin! That means so much to me! [ It really does, too -- Klavier is one of the most successful people she knows, and one of the nicest to boot. ]
Well, you should come and visit the office! We'd love to have you come visit!
[ They would, too. Especially Athena, because with Klavier around it means less time acting as Trucy's new guinea pig. ]
He's doing great! The last I heard, he had well over four hundred cases and more piling up! I'm really proud of him, but I miss him, too. He says someday he'll come back, though! But a lot of people say that and don't exactly come through, you know? So as soon as I graduate, I'm gonna go visit him every few months!
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Not yet, anyway.
He welcomes that embrace, enveloping her in his arms and pulling her into a tight squeeze. There was just something about Trucy that melted his heart, the way she was filled with boundless energy that just couldn't help but disperse through the room. It was refreshing. Nostalgic, even. A bouquet of flowers wasn't nearly enough to thank her for being that little light.]
Ahh... [To say that he hadn't thought of that would be a lie. He had, really, but there's still some secondhand guilt when it came to Phoenix Wright. True, years ago Kristoph had been the mastermind behind it all, forging the evidence, making sure it made its way into Phoenix's hand, and then Klavier playing him like a metaphorical fiddle.
But there's something to be said about walking into the office of the man you baited into losing his badge.] Well, I suppose stopping by would be fair. I can't leave such a pretty face hanging.
[Athena, too. She's got to be going stir crazy with both Wrights there.]
I have a feeling Herr Justice has found his place, ja? We all have our paths and march to our own beat. [His fingers snap to some invisible tempo, in example.] His? It's more like an acoustic cover of one of my songs. [They all know how Apollo Justice feels about his music. Passive aggressively.]
[He flashes a smile.]
Tell him 'hi' for me when you go.
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His confirmation that he'd possibly come visit adds to her excitement, and she has to suppress the urge to throw her arms around him for a second time. She knows Athena will be glad to see him, and she knows for a fact her father holds no grudge over Klavier for something that had been out of his control.
After all, he may have been the prosecutor that day, but who had actually given Phoenix that evidence? Trucy had. And she's pretty sure her father doesn't hold a grudge over her for that, either. ] You're the best, Prosecutor Gavin! I have a feeling Athena will think you'll be there to save her -- I think being my new part time assistant has shaved a few years off of her life, you know?
[ She can see the fear in Athena's eyes when she rounds the corner and announces it's time to practice, or she needs her help for a few shows. Apollo had that same fear, but eventually he'd gotten somewhat used to her shenanigans. Athena was still new to it, though, and she's pretty sure the redhead's eyes had actually watered the last time she mentioned using a guillotine. ]
He has! Khura'in was where he grew up alongside Prosecutor Sahdmadhi, so I'm glad that they have each other. I think... I think right now, with everything that happened, they need one another more than ever. Ah, did you get to meet him while he was visiting the states? Let me tell you, when I was on trial I sure wished it was you standing at the prosecutor's bench and not him...
[ ...She's pretty sure that he wouldn't have tried to unnerve her like Nahyuta had. ]
...Aha, but he's really not that bad! He's very... religious. You should ask Detective Skye, I'll bet she's memorized all of the sermons he made her listen to!
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Maybe stopping by the agency wouldn't hurt. Give the Gavin name a positive inflection.] So I'm told.
But tell me, Fraulein, is saving her going to be putting my own life on the line? [A cheeky grin, if anything, with a soft tease and brush of her knuckles against her cheek.] I'm looking forward to a long life myself, you know. [As much as he loves you, Trucy, he's not a fan of the possibility of losing his hair.
Or even worse, somehow being set on fire.]
[But it's good to hear Apollo's settling in. He'd always felt like he needed to truly step out into the sun in order to shine, and despite his constant teasing in the courtroom, there's no one he trusted on the defense more than Apollo Justice (And his assistant!)]
I'm afraid I must have just missed him. [Tides of fate, he'd say.] But I hope he is giving Herr Justice a challenge. Knowing him, he reacts best when he's under pressure, pressing his finger to his forehead deep in thought. [It's not the most graceful gesture, and Klavier probably pulls it off terribly, but it's the thought that counts.]
Then again, he probably would like someone as orderly and well behaved, ja?
[As for Detective Skye, he'll refrain from answering. Because he is -definitely- the last person she wants to see, if her celebration over being free from his rock-god clutches was any indicator.]
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Anyways, Athena's more suited for having her life on the line, right~? At least she's easier to put into costumes than Apollo. He flat out refused... as long as I used gold or yellow, Athena never complains! Which is awesome! [ Because really, good help is hard to come by sometimes... except she's so very grateful to both Apollo and Athena for their help. They've both done more than just act as her assistant, after all.
How many hours had Apollo spent helping her with homework or studying? Putting props together? And Athena, too, for that matter. Granted, Trucy's not quite as close to Athena as she is Apollo, the girl has definitely gone out of her way on more than one occasion to try and help her out. She's even helped her get out of trouble, too.
Sometimes it's nice to have someone closer to her age in the office, it certainly makes getting out of things with her father easier, and she's got someone to relate to. ]
Well, I'm sure you'll meet him at some point. He's an international prosecutor, although something tells me he's going to be stuck in Khura'in for a bit. I think... I think the entire weirdo court system over there is giving him a challenge. I try to text Polly at least once a day to see how he's doing, and the last I heard, he's still trying to get the hang of how it all works. I... actually got to see a trial there a few months back! It's definitely different!
[ Divination seances are cool, though, she supposes. If not a bit creepy.
Her eyes suddenly light up, though, as an idea hits her. This may or may not be a good thing, Klavier. ]
Oh, I know! When I go visit him, you should come with me! Have you ever been to Khura'in? I've never seen anything like it before! I was only there for a day or two but it's really pretty, and I'll bet Polly would be happy to see you, too!
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Sorry Athena.]
It's natural for a defense attorney, ja?
[Funny you should say that, Klavier, given how the law previously worked in Khura'in.] Fraulein Cykes seems to take danger by its horns, not too unlike the other attorneys in that courtroom. [Blackquill had told him about Cykes in the courtroom too, and when compared to Apollo, and even Wright, she displayed the same amount of passion for truth that trademarked in the courtroom. The monochrome prosecutor was a bit more rough with the phrasing than Klavier would have been, but he assumes that was just the bushido-wannabe in him that brought it out.
Not like Klavier can talk. He was the proclaimed Europhile, in Ema Skye's very words.]
Is it now?
[He had heard that Khura'in had very different practices when it came to law--one of the last conversations Apollo had with him talked briefly about it. Mostly a soft laugh and 'It's something, all right!' It piqued his curiosity, and with Trucy's confirmation of this, there's a soft twinkle in his eyes that seems to only brighten at the mere mention of going to the country with her.]
You know...[He leans over, tossing his bangs out of his eyes and smirking. Usually the gesture of when he's playfully teasing, or at the very least, agreeing in some way.] I would like to get an up close look at this country's law practices. [Although something tells him the first emotion out of Apollo Justice on his arrival wouldn't be happy. Shock, embarrassment, possibly yelling would come first.]
But your father would probably kill me before takeoff, if he knew.
[Not that he has any intentions, but overprotective fathers will always be overprotective fathers.]
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[ See? A little burned hair never hurt anyone. Not that she'd burn Klavier's hair, of course. Her expression brightens again, though, and she's quick to nod her head. Athena may scream and flail and, on occasion, attempt to hide from her, but she is far more adventurous than Apollo. Her eyes practically sparkle, because Athena's like a sister to her, a sister she's able to go to the mall with and just hang out and talk about anything with. She certainly hopes the girl doesn't decided to up and leave anytime soon... or get roped into changing any small country's laws. ]
Athena's pretty amazing! One time she chugged an entire gallon of orange juice in about ten seconds. If that's not taking danger by the horns, I don't know what is! I mean, she could drown on the stuff, but she doesn't care! [ Yeah, imagine that. Drowning on orange juice. In Trucy's mind, Athena's taking her life in her hands when she does things like that. Or all the other dumb things she's able to talk the redhead into doing with her.
Things that she will not, in fact, bring up right now! ]
Oh yes, but Polly is working to change a lot of it. Uh, except the weird seance thing. I think that's a thing that'll be around forever, but it actually seems to work out pretty well. See? That's another reason you should come with me! You can see Polly in action!
[ And let Trucy drag him around all over Khura'in, but details, details! Unfortunately for Klavier, she's not going to be dissuaded that easily, even with her father's threats looming overhead. ] Oh no, he won't even think of such a thing. Especially if he wants the power to remain on in the office and the rent to be paid!
[ Since, you know. Trucy's still doing all of that, considering she makes more money than the two remaining agency lawyers combined. She clasps her hands together and peers up at poor Klavier with big, blue, innocent eyes. ] So see? Now you have to come, because you don't have anything to worry about! I promise it'll be a lot of fun! Pleeeease~?
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Then again, he's not really a fan of fire as it is.
But it's nice to see that little glint in her eyes. When Apollo left, Edgeworth had said that Klavier's own eyes had lost a little something. He wouldn't say what--the man was to emotionally constipated to really go anything beyond "You lost that gleam." before returning back to work. He's glad to see that didn't affect her. She was always an unwavering light in a stormy night for many people. Wright...Apollo....and now him.]
Did she now?
[Klavier's arm starts to wrap around her shoulder gently, guiding her through the halls of the Prosecutor office.]
Never, ever tell a woman she can't do something--that's asking for danger. If Fraulein Lawyer was told to 'down' that orange juice, I have no doubts she succeeded. I learned that lesson from Fraulein Detective.
[A fond memory, at least to him. He knew Ema wasn't necessarily fond of him, and he can only imagine what a letter to him would be like now, praising this new lawyer over him. Anything was better than 'that glimmerous fop'. Not that he'd mind. She'd gotten the job she always wanted, after all.]
Spectate Herr Forehead in action...you're really going for a hard sell on this, you know. [As if she hasn't already done that by just asking.]
Alright, alright, it's a date, then. We'll pay Apollo a visit as soon as you're out of school, ja?
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Well. Nagged... she's about to graduate, but looking back at it, she did appreciate Apollo pushing at her to try harder and strive to be the best on and off the stage. She misses him more than anything, and she's definitely felt the loss -- saying goodbye to him had been really hard, and she'd felt her eyes sting getting onto that bus to come back to the States. She'd watched him out the window until they'd eventually turned a corner and she couldn't see him any longer.
She definitely misses him more than she'll ever let on, that's for sure.
She grins at Klavier, allowing him to guide her down the hallways, nodding her head in agreement because he's right, especially when it comes to Athena. The yellow clad attorney is the only other person she's met whose been able to keep up with her energy wise, and at times even exceed it. ]
I don't know how anyone can drink that much orange juice in one sitting... she dared daddy to do it with his coffee, and he tried but it was still too hot and you can probably imagine what happened next.
[ ...Klavier can probably also envision the fact that the girls had given him absolutely NO sympathy and had practically been rolling on the floor while he curled up in agony. Good times at the Anything Agency!
It seems she's won her little 'argument', though, and she claps happily a few times, her expression further brightening at the confirmation that he'd be joining her, and once again she's nodding with absolute excitement. ]
I'm so glad! I've only got a few months left before graduation, so we won't have to wait long! Thanks, Mr. Gavin, I swear it'll be really fun and you won't regret it!
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He can tell, though. The way she speaks about Apollo, and the way her eyes seem to lose a minuscule bit of glimmer when she mentions him. It's not out of lack of love for the man, he can clearly see she indeed loves him very much...it's that he's not here. And cheering for someone overseas is a lot harder than them being right here. Trucy unable to be at his side like she had when they were in court together. It's hard, but she's pulling through strong, shoving her feelings down and trying to find the optimism in everything.
It's a trait he always found endearing in the girl, only more so now.
Although he can't say he'd take Athena's place if he had the chance. He's not THAT much of a saint.]
Herr Wright certainly knows how to not back down from a challenge, ja?
[But with graduation approaching, Klavier's going to have to look into some airlines, and browse hotels in Khura'in. Make sure that Wright won't kill him...maybe if he brings this up early enough the simmering pot of apprehension would ease away on its own.]
I'll start looking into tickets, then?
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...Mostly.
Her expression lights up again, because it's true: Phoenix is that dad who tries to be hip and in with the kids and pretty much does whatever they dare him to do... to an extent. He's marked chugging coffee off of his bucket list, at the very least. ]
He sure doesn't! Although while we were laughing at him, he asked me if I'd taken a life insurance policy out on him. I don't know what he means by that!
[ No, really -- she's not getting that he was asking her if she was trying to kill him, but she's naive like that. Some things never change; as smart as she can be, she's still a little too innocent in that perspective. Whether or not that's a good thing... well, only time will tell.
There's that determined twinkle in her eye again, though, and she nods, already far too excited for a trip that's a few months down the road and still needs to be further planned. But getting to spend time with not one, but two of her very favorite people? How can she not be excited? ]
Okay! I'll start searching for a good hotel. Aha, I didn't have much time to look around when I was there since... I wasn't supposed to be there. To be fair, it's not my fault Mr. Edgeworth didn't check his luggage before boarding!
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A smile widens on his lips--it was hard not to imagine Phoenix Wright as some imposing shadow in his life, hard to imagine him as the friendly, goofy attorney who rode a bike to work and sometimes ate the evidence in a court case. Then again, a lot of that was self-inflicted--Klavier would always carry some form of guilt when it came to the defense attorney.
But there's always some hope that he can join in the jesting about him. Maybe someday.
He chuckles softly at the insurance policy quip--]
Not to worry, Fraulein, he was basically remarking on how responsible you always are for that place, ja? [In a way...he wouldn't have put it past Trucy, either.]
...
[His eyes shoot open wide at her...little matryoshka plan.]
How did you fit with that man's wardrobe?
[He knew Edgeworth, and he knew how Edgeworth dressed. And he knew how Edgeworth prepared when it came to planes, and he knew how Edgeworth prepared for any inconvenience ever.
How did you fit, Trucy Wright.]
STUPEI.
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