Phoenix is... not really dealing with the whole Horizon thing well. After waking back up in the 'real world' and remembering everything he forgot, it was hard not to think of the fact that this world seemed to be able to take his memories on a whim. It was also hard to not think of the fact that... well. He's been gone for two months. Two months his daughter is wondering where he's gone. And he's not any closer to coming home. Maybe he'll never be.
He's managed to maintain his sobriety, which is a herculean feat itself, but he's broken down on tobacco. He's somehow rustled up a pack of cigarettes from the servants, something all the way from the 'Free Cities', wherever that is.
So now he stands outside of the castle in some isolated spot overlooking the rest of the town, smoking with a grim expression on his face. An ash tray sits by him, perched on top of a stone fence, and it's clear he's already gone through most of the pack. It's just taking the edge off, he tells himself. He wishes he had somewhere to truly be private, somewhere he didn't feel so exposed.
Bird break
Phoenix is minding his own damn business, trying to read through these legal books and write up notes on them, when he just imagines idly how nice it'd be to be a bird without a care. And then with little in the way of transition, he's a blue jay.
He's a fucking blue jay.
He has no idea how to turn back, so he panics, and now there is a screeching bright blue bird flying through the castle, looking a little drunk because it clearly doesn't know how to fly. Don't mind it while it continually screeches and slams into walls and people's faces.
Cell Visit
Phoenix has had a weird day, but it's time to visit the new... clients, he guesses? More innocent people in the dungeon means more people he is going to try to get out of there.
So he comes down with a basket full of treats from upstairs, going from cell to cell to get to know everyone there. As he comes to this one, he smiles and waves. "Hey. I'm Phoenix Wright." He offers his basket, which smells pretty darn good. "Are you hungry?"
Phoenix Wright | Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney | The Lovers
Phoenix is... not really dealing with the whole Horizon thing well. After waking back up in the 'real world' and remembering everything he forgot, it was hard not to think of the fact that this world seemed to be able to take his memories on a whim. It was also hard to not think of the fact that... well. He's been gone for two months. Two months his daughter is wondering where he's gone. And he's not any closer to coming home. Maybe he'll never be.
He's managed to maintain his sobriety, which is a herculean feat itself, but he's broken down on tobacco. He's somehow rustled up a pack of cigarettes from the servants, something all the way from the 'Free Cities', wherever that is.
So now he stands outside of the castle in some isolated spot overlooking the rest of the town, smoking with a grim expression on his face. An ash tray sits by him, perched on top of a stone fence, and it's clear he's already gone through most of the pack. It's just taking the edge off, he tells himself. He wishes he had somewhere to truly be private, somewhere he didn't feel so exposed.
Bird break
Phoenix is minding his own damn business, trying to read through these legal books and write up notes on them, when he just imagines idly how nice it'd be to be a bird without a care. And then with little in the way of transition, he's a blue jay.
He's a fucking blue jay.
He has no idea how to turn back, so he panics, and now there is a screeching bright blue bird flying through the castle, looking a little drunk because it clearly doesn't know how to fly. Don't mind it while it continually screeches and slams into walls and people's faces.
Cell Visit
Phoenix has had a weird day, but it's time to visit the new... clients, he guesses? More innocent people in the dungeon means more people he is going to try to get out of there.
So he comes down with a basket full of treats from upstairs, going from cell to cell to get to know everyone there. As he comes to this one, he smiles and waves. "Hey. I'm Phoenix Wright." He offers his basket, which smells pretty darn good. "Are you hungry?"