no objections to parties

[chordplay]

Who: The Ace Attorney cast + CR!
When: 4/19, afternoon and evening
Where: The function room of some restaurant in the Shopping District
What: Phoenix Wright, Miles Edgeworth, Klavier Gavin and Ema Skye are celebrating their birthdays in one big bash with all their friends.
Rating/Warning: Nobody’s getting murdered, so just Ace Attorney ridiculousness.

[ It was by sheer coincidence that the month of April had so many birthdays from people from the same world. Which meant that the best solution was to have the largest birthday party of all birthday parties. Or so was Klavier’s thinking. He knew that some part of the population was plagued with some weird disease that caused headache and fever, so the celebration was relatively low key.

But low key for Klavier would still be considered extravagant for others. He took the liberty of renting out a large room in one of Cerealia’s many restaurants and sent an invite to everyone who he could think of was in Cerealia and encouraged them to invite their friends. The more the merrier, as he said.

Because all of the people celebrating had some connection with the law, there was thus an appropriate cake. There was some confusion with the food because instead of ramen and burgers, there were ramen burgers instead being served on trays by waiters. Plus the drinks were unusually glimmerous, to say the least (but non alcoholic, of course.)

Aside from the food, there was music and even a piano in the back in case some people wanted to play. A gift table was set up so that people could leave their gifts, but good luck trying to find it. ]

(( this is an open log so please feel free to make top levels for your characters! if your character knows any of the ace attorney people even by the slightest smidgen, chances are they were invited. or you can gatecrash and nobody would be able to tell. or klavier accidentally texted the wrong number and they got invited. ))

Comments

[flaredo]

Ooh, so worth trying? Can I steal a bite?

[ Yang, just get your own... ]

[prosecutory]

Yang, there's enough to go around. [He gestures to a nearby waiter with a tray full of the stuff.

Yeah, Yang, get your own. It's not like they'll run out...right?]

[flaredo]

Stiiiiingy.

[ But hold on, she's gonna trot off to go grab one. ]

[prosecutory]

[How does pointing out a fact like that make me stingy?]

[Edgeworth continues eating and looks up to watch her. Yes, she can come back to his table.]

[flaredo]

[ Good, because she's plunking herself down to join him whether he likes it or not!! ]

I wish you'd told me about your birthday sooner, though.

[prosecutory]

It never came up in our conversations, so...I never mentioned it.

[Is he supposed to apologize for that?]

[flaredo]

You're supposed to drop hints like three weeks in!

[prosecutory]

Is that really mandatory?

[He clearly doesn't do birthdays very well.]

[flaredo]

Totally. If you have friends, it's required.

[prosecutory]

Then why did I only hear of this now?

[flaredo]

Maybe because everyone else was too nice to give you grief for it.

[prosecutory]

...

Well, now you know when my birthday is. And thank you for coming.

[He sighs, and manages a small grin.]

[flaredo]

You're welcome! It was kinda short notice, so I didn't get the chance to reeeaaaally shop for you, but--

[ She's producing a small bag stuffed with neon green tissue paper and plunking it on the table. ]

Happy Birthday!

[ FUZZY SOCKS. ]

[prosecutory]

Why...thank you, Yang. [His grin becomes a touch wider, but he doesn't even move to open the present. Later. He does pull it closer to himself though.] They say it's the thought that counts.

[flaredo]

Yeah, but if I got you like a container of toothpicks, that'd be pretty lame.

[ She has standards. ]

[prosecutory]

But it would be useful, at least.

[He shrugs. Okay, that does sound lame but at least it won't gather dust in a corner of his closet.]

[flaredo]

No. Just-- no.

[ NO. ]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth is amused.]

I guess I'll have to keep buying my own toothpicks.

[flaredo]

Look, there are some things that make good presents and some things that don't.

[ So yes, buy them yourself. ]

[prosecutory]

I suppose. [Okay, he'll concede that point.] I would like to return the favor someday, so when is your birthday?

[flaredo]

Sometime in the summer, so you've got some time.

[prosecutory]

[He takes out his organizer from his jacket pocket and promptly writes that down.

Which means he's got no excuse, Yang. Edgeworth WILL remember your birthday.]

[flaredo]

... Okaaaay, glad to know you're taking it seriously.

[prosecutory]

Why shouldn't I?

[He snaps his organizer shut after writing down a reminder for himself. A memory can be a fickle little thing, after all.]

[flaredo]

No idea, since you sorta take everything seriously...