estoria | dog day afternoon [OPEN]

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dog day afternoon [OPEN]

Who: Miles Edgeworth, his faithful canine sidekick Pess, and YOU!
When: Any day after the intro log.
Where: Errywhere, pretty much. See prompts for locations.
What: Edgeworth takes his dog around, and runs into people. Adorbs ensues.
Rating/Warning: Dog. Grumpy prosecutor being a little less grumpy.

[OPTION A: RESIDENTIAL DISTRICT

Edgeworth is taking his dog out for a walk around the district. And before he can do anything, the big and very real tricolor border collie suddenly stands up on his hind legs and barks excitedly at the first person he sees (which is you, sorry). Pess may or may not brace his front paws on your thigh or any part of you he can reach, tail wagging with anticipation. It's a new friend. New friend!!! On the bright side, he's a pretty clean dog. NEW FRIEND!!!

Edgeworth doesn't care, and gasps at this public display of affection.]

Pess, no. [That firm "no" is all it takes for Pess to behave, although his tail is still wagging like crazy and he's panting and grinning as a dog would. Edgeworth sighs, shaking his head. He's quick to apologize.] I'm sorry; he enjoys meeting new people.

[Far more than his master.]

[OPTION B: SHOPPING DISTRICT

There's a cleaning robot. It's doing its business, sweeping up some debris from a nearby food stall. Suddenly, out of nowhere comes this border collie. He bounds over to the robot, starts sniffing it, and promptly raises one leg ominously over the poor thing.

What do you do, responsible citizen of Cerealia? What do you do - well, while Edgeworth hasn't caught up with his dog, anyway?]

[OPTION C: GARDENS

Pess is a pro at getting people to play with him. So while you're there, you may just find this dog walking up to you with a stick, or a ball, in his mouth. He drops this at your feet, wanting a game of fetch. If you take too long to decide what to do, he'll just sit down, tail wagging happily and staring up at you with those big pleading puppy eyes.

Edgeworth is close by. He'll be looking for his dog when Pess takes a bit too long to get back to him.]

[OPTION D: GARDENS/SHOPPING DISTRICT/RESIDENTIAL DISTRICT/POLICE DEPT.

Drop something? If you did, you might just find this dog picking it up and offering it back to you suddenly before Edgeworth can act. Yeah, I guess Edgeworth is in this prompt too. Thank his dog. And the master, maybe. THEY'RE GOOD PEOPLES...er, peoples and doge.]

[OPTION E: WILDCARD

Do you want doge somewhere else? Let me know if you want another prompt!]

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[ Merlin has to keep his focus on the ball to keep it moving. The dog does exactly as he hoped, sprinting around like a maniac even as he makes the ball fly under shrubbery and benches. At one point some unfortunate lady will almost be bowled over by the ball and Pess, even.

Merlin himself looks normal by now though, the spell has been cast so his eyes are normal, it's just the fact that he's so focused that gives him away, even if he is laughing at the way the dog is trying to hard to get it. ]

[Edgeworth has had enough of watching, especially after watching the ball weave over and under a bench, making Pess crawl under it and then leap up all over the seat. So far, the only other strange sight is a young man laughing at Pess...yet there's just something about the way he's laughing that suggests that it's not all he's doing. He could be behind the crazy ball, Edgeworth reasons. It's not far-fetched; there are so many more improbable things that have happened.]

Pess! [He calls for his dog, but right now, Pess is too busy jumping and snapping at the air in the hopes of grabbing that ball.] Pess!

[It is at that second yell that the dog finally stops and stands at attention with a whine which is most likely dog-speak for "aw man, you ruined my fun".]

[ As soon as Pess stops, the ball stops right after it. Merlin obviously hears Edgeworth call out as well, though rather than actually admitting it was his fault the other's dog went into crazy overdrive he instead coughs into his hand and looks away.

It's just as suspicious, lbr. ]

It looks like he was enjoying himself. [ Not that he has any idea if the dog is a girl or boy doggy... it's just idle speech for now. ]

[Well, at least the ball stopped, too. But Edgeworth is still on to you, Merlin. ON TO YOU.]

He was. Far too much, I might add. Funny, that ball didn't zip this way and that until today.

[If that ball plops back onto the ground, Pess will quickly pick it up and hold it proudly in his jaws.]

[ His hand moves to his mouth, but he can't hide the fact that he's slowly starting to smile even more. Especially when he adds: ] You can never have too much fun. [ Then adds, rather out of place honestly: ] It sounds like you don't have enough of it.

[ Pess can definitely feel the gratification of getting the ball now though, as Merlin is too preoccupied to keep up flopping about. ]

Strange that it was moving like that if it hasn't before... You didn't accidentally swap it with someone else's, did you?

[That is so obvious, Merlin. That smile is very obvious.]

No, I did not. And that ball could have led Pess into danger, like the alien-filled bodies of water. That wouldn't be fun.

[Pess just starts chewing his ball, rolling with it, so elated to have it in his clutches again.]

[ Now that makes his eyebrows shoot up. ]

That wouldn't happen. [ Because he had 100% control over where he was sending it. Stop being such a grump. ] You wouldn't happen to be an old man, would you? Gaius would probably say the same thing.

[ Yeah......... he went there!!!!! ]

I am not old! [He glares. Why does everyone think he's old?

Why does almost every stranger assume he's an old fogey??]

[ Because he acts like one??? ]

Oh, of course you aren't. [ Why does it look like he's going to laugh? To hide that he ducks down, reaching out to try and pet Pess. ] Though are you sure he isn't likely to take you out for a walk instead?

[ Because you're slow in comparison, that's for sure. ]

[Edgeworth does not realize how he acts so old. Which is why he's always so offended!!!]

Hmph. He's obedient enough to not walk me.

[Excuse you, he's not slow! Well, not as slow as before.]

[ Become more self aware, Edgeworth!!!! You're 1000 years old mentally! ]

Are you sure about that? [ Sorry, he is not at all convinced. ]

Absolutely. I trained him to the best of my ability.

[He stands up straighter.]

Right. You won't mind if I test that then, will you?

[ Just what is he planning on doing???? ]

Will this test involve any more flying balls?

[Edgeworth would like to know.]

[ He presses his lips together, jaw tensing as he tries to not laugh. Slowly, he shakes his head. ]

It doesn't have to, no.

Then what does this test entail?

[He stares, arms folded across his chest.]

[ He pauses, finally looks down at Pess a moment later. ]

That depends on what's an automatic refusal in your eyes, doesn't it?

Don't hurt my dog.

[That's definitely an automatic refusal. This is one (1) icy glare, extremely cold and clearly telling anyone to not mess with Pess.]

...Why would I want to hurt your dog?

[ Like really Edgeworth, he might not paint the best of impressions but he isn't an animal abuser??? ] If anything, I was helping him have a good time.

[He eases up on the glare, but:]

I'm just reminding you to be careful.

I'll be very careful.

[ He gives Edgeworth a look as if to ask if he can go ahead, it's only when Edgeworth seems a little less... grouchy that he kneels in front of Pess. He cups his hands in front of himself, smiling as he murmurs: ] Ye-wircan leef.

[ The words themselves would be barely audible, and his whole movements make it half look like he caught the butterfly that leaves his hands when they open. It flutters to rest on Pess' nose, then starts flying in circles as if to encourage the poor dog to follow it. ]

[Edgeworth doesn't object further or do anything else; he stands there respectfully, watching the butterfly Merlin seems to have caught...but Edgeworth hadn't noticed butterflies fluttering about.

Anyway, Pess gazes at the butterfly on his nose, and when it takes flight, at first he just follows it with his head, watching where it goes, but the whine he gives makes it clear that he's close to jumping after the creature.

Edgeworth is more interested in watching Pess' next move than the butterfly's.]

[ Merlin rolls his wrist a little, trying to make it look like there's a crick in it, but really he's using the movements to actually control the poor butterfly's movements. It ducks in and out, landing on Pess, landing on the floor then circling back.

Even Merlin isn't sure if Edgeworth was correct in whether he had been disciplined enough to control this. ]

[Pess can't take it anymore. He starts tailing the butterfly, nosing along on the ground after it and then leaping up when it takes off to circle.]

Pess.

[Edgeworth's tone is a warning. His voice is even but firm, and this time he doesn't have the added element of wondering what on earth that butterfly was doing. The dog halts, perking up his ears but continuing to watch the butterfly weave this way and that.]

[ There we go. Merlin grins stupidly when Pess' concentration breaks and turns to look at Edgeworth. ]

Even if you got it under control again, he still stopped for a minute.

you called? [relaxedhomie]

YES HELLO I'D LIKE TO ORDER A PEPPERONI PIZZA

SORRY NO MEAT HERE x-(!!!!! SLAMS DOWN PHONE

I JUST WANTED TO MEAT YOU

SORRY I'M TOO CHICKEN

WHAT'S YOUR BEEF

I WENT COLD TURKEY

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