[OPEN] It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...

[prosecutory]

Who: The lesser frilly grumpy evil (prosecutory) and YOU!
When: IC: 03/28-04/04; OOC: Dec. 12-15.
Where: Everywhere, locations under the cut.
What: Miles Edgeworth looking at things and maintaining his buff bod. Choose your own adventure.
Rating/Warning: Nada. 

[OPTION A: CERES TECH & AUTO SHOP

Even a stick in the mud like Edgeworth has needs - and quite a few interests, and some things he missed from home. One of the worst features of this colony, as far as he is concerned, is the sore lack of animal companionship. Unless your pets tagged along with you when you were brought here, you either had to be content with a CYbuddy or nothing. While he missed his dog all the way back in his home world and the two dogs he and Genesis owned back in Death City, it was probably for the best that none of them would be brought here and experience the crazy life he has.

Since he much prefers an actual dog, he isn't going to get a CYbuddy. It just wasn't the same having a robot running at your heels and doing time as a search engine.

That won't stop Edgeworth from passing by to look at the CYbuddies available, though. They sure came in a variety of sizes and shapes - or rather, breeds, if one was so inclined to consider them "breeds" instead of "models" or whatever. Seeing a border collie CYbuddy is making him nostalgic...excuse him while he lingers a bit longer at the dogs...]

[OPTION B: ALSO AT CERES TECH & AUTO SHOP

He does have a much better reason to be at this shop than peering at CYbuddies and telling himself over and over that they won't be the same as real pets. Edgeworth needs a better way to get around the colony quickly, so he is looking at motorcycles. Yes, one of the things he learned from CRAUtown was how to drive a motorcycle because Death City was too cramped for cars.

Most likely he is looking at red models that are good for sidecars. Intently, one might add. This is serious business. Either he gets one now, or continues to save up enough credits for something bigger. Admittedly, he misses driving a real car. At least he had some of that when he was briefly returned home a.k.a. had a canon update.]

[OPTION C: CERES GYMNASIUM; morning

Edgeworth hangs out here every morning to train and spar with people. When he's here, he is NOT wearing his complete suit at all, but instead changes into a long-sleeved, collared white shirt - although the burgundy trousers are still there. He exercises and works on what he knows in the realm of martial arts - which is just enough to give him something to use when he's drawn into a fight, certainly not enough to win any awards - and can be seen using this gorgeous blade when it's time to work on his sword skills. They're not that impressive, really, but they're something, since they've kept him alive so many times.

Feel free to bug him; he doesn't mind gathering up more sparring partners and teachers. You may catch him in the middle of a session or just as he's wrapping up and getting ready to haul his butt to work.

BONUS: If you're here REALLY early, between 6 and 7 AM, you might catch him swimming laps in the pool. Dem abs. I'M SORRY MOVING ON - ]

[OPTION D: SHOPPING DISTRICT

One side effect to learning how to use a sword is the sword nerdery that comes with it. Occasionally, Edgeworth stops by weapon shops to look at the display of swords with a careful eye, his own sword carried in a scabbard strapped to his belt. While he likes his trusty saber enough, there may come a time when he'll consider picking up a spare blade.

IT HONESTLY SOMETIMES MAKES HIM FEEL LIKE THE STEEL SAMURAI.

This is the sword nerdery option, you have been warned.]

[OPTION E: WILD CARD!

IDK. Auste you have too many options.]

Comments

option b

[invoker]

[ Mitsuru wasn't here for anything serious, she just brought her bike in for a tune up and clean. So she'll be visiting the auto shop today as well. The helmeted and suited Mitsuru arrives at the Auto Shop in a flurry of noise, pulling into the garage area with a loud rumble of the engine.

And when I say loud, I mean real loud. ]

OMG that bike in her icon looks so snazzy

[prosecutory]

[The loud rumble is enough to startle Edgeworth from his reverie (reminiscing about his reliable motorcycle from not-so-long ago), and he whips around to look for the source of the sound. It's coming from the garage.

Judging from that sound, the bike might be in need of some maintenance work. He follows the noise toward the bike and its rider, peering into the garage area to see who it was. Sadly he can't tell who the rider is, with that helmet and suit on.]

[invoker]

[ She blithely steps off her bike, not paying attention just yet to Edgeworth. It takes her a moment of undoing some straps, but after a moment of fiddling around, the helmet is removed from her head to reveal a bright shock of red, which was tied back with a small ribbon.

And then she realises someone is watching her. ]

Good day, Mister Edgeworth. I trust you are doing well?

[prosecutory]

[He was not expecting to find Mitsuru Kirijo under the helmet. Edgeworth had not pegged her to be the type to be cruising on a motorbike, but then again, until he got tossed into Death City, where the streets were like the layers of a cake and were too narrow for cars, he never thought he'd use a motorbike either.

So, after a split second of surprise, he makes a sweeping bow.]

The same to you, Miss Kirijo. I'm fine, thank you for asking.

c;

[psycholawgy]

[ Athena's warming up at the gym, doing some stretches and jogging around in the small dojo she's working in before starting the whole sparring session. After stretching, she sets up some mats on the floor since that's where they'll be practising. She'd normally ask the person with her to help out, or do it themselves, since the student has to learn too! But this is Edgeworth we're talking about. Athena finds the man too admirable to make him do something so mundane.

And when she's done... ]

Alright, Mr. Edgeworth. You ready? [ She says as she hits her open palm with her fist. The grin on her face totally spells out "psyched and ready to go". ]

option C for COOL SWORD BRO

[shacklebreaker]

[Blackquill has already become a regular at the gym in his short time here. The familiarity of routine has an odd comfort to it; back in prison, it constituted some of the precious few hours spent outside the confines of his cell, and honing his body meant his mind was kept sharp as a blade, too. Even here, he sees no reason to let his iron-shattering standards slip, and sticks to a strict routine of bench presses and pushups.

Once he's finished for the morning, he pauses by the training room, noticing Edgeworth practising inside with his sword. Curious, he enters, a towel around his neck and arms crossed.

Don't mind future-kouhai, he's content to watch a fellow swordsman at work without disrupting his flow.]

c;

[deontology]

[That this has become a regular thing is hardly something that bothers Sousei; to the contrary, he much prefers having a sparring partner who, while not at his level, is 100% serious about it. Not even Tenka is 100% serious about his sword work, though they're often evenly matched.

So Edgeworth, in a way, is a breath of fresh air.

Sousei lowers his sword, nodding simply.]

That was acceptable. [this is about as close as he gets to praise until you really shock him, sorry, serious tea buddy friend.

He's curious about Edgeworth's legitimate sword, though. Maybe today he'll actually ask about it.]

[prosecutory]

[Honestly, Edgeworth would have volunteered to lay down the mats himself, but he was busy stretching as well and just as he was wrapping up, Athena had already set things up. She must be so psyched.

...and she sounds like it, too. He gives her a small but ready grin.]

Of course.

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth gives a little smile in return. He has to admit, all this work sparring with others of different skill levels is doing wonders to ensure that he doesn't get rusty.]

Thank you, Sousei. [Getting praise doesn't mean much to him anyway, so it doesn't bother him that Sousei is stingy with it. Edgeworth takes out a handkerchief and mops his forehead, thoroughly worked out but still riding the last wave of exhilaration sparring has begun to give him lately.]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth seems to be caught up in his routine, performing the passes, stances, and strikes that make up the exercises drilled into him ever since he began seriously working on his fighting skills. After being chased around by security droids upon arrival here and fighting mysterious masked people, he certainly cannot afford to slack off.

As he turns, raising his sword in a defensive position, he notices Blackquill and catches his eye, but doesn't stop just yet. Instead, he continues going through the motions, fighting imaginary enemies, before winding down slowly to a stop and finally acknowledging the other lawyer's presence.]

Ah...Prosecutor Blackquill. [He lowers the sword.]

option a!

[spiritpearls]

[ Pearl is just wandering the shops, trying to get to know the city a bit better. She might already be a bit lost, but only a bit. She's saving her map for when she's really desperate, as she might as well explore while she's out and about. Though she's trying not to get caught into buying things... she has probably already spent too many of her credits on silly things for someone who's only been here just a few days.

Spotting Edgeworth, she'll hurry on over, looking to see what he's checking out. ]

Hi Mr Edgeworth! Are you going to buy one of those... dog pet things?

[ What the heck is a CYbuddy. Are they cute, because that's the important thing here. ]

I always thought you seemed like a dog person. [ Because you're so friendly and lovable, Edgeworth. ]

[deontology]

[It's a simple nod, and Sousei moves to put his practice sword away, picking up his own proper sword to place it at his side. And then--]

Your sword--how long have you had it for?

[He's forever curious about people who are sensible with swords, okay.]

B

[buildyourworld]

[ Unlike him, Tieria is looking for a motorbike because it's more convenient to travel with one than car. But because he can't afford one yet, he's just there to browse and get an estimate of how much credits he needs to save up for. One of the sales assistant is recommending him several models before trying to show him some cars to. Since he isn't buying now and has explicitly told the sales assistant, he's just going to keep his option open and let him recommends whatever he wants. ]

This one sir, would suit your eyes perfectly. [ The sales assistant, Terry, it says on his nametag, smiles as he points to the same red car Edgeworth is currently viewing. Tieria gives Edgeworth a nod, hoping that they're not interrupting him. ]

What's the specification?

[prosecutory]

[At the sound of footsteps, Edgeworth turns - ah, Pearl. She would be right, though. He rather likes dogs.]

Er...no. It's not the same as having a real dog.

[prosecutory]

This? [Edgeworth retrieves his own sword after putting away his practice sword. He has to admit, Sousei's looks very elegant.] Several months. It has served me well. [Though back in Death City, he used Genesis as his sword more often as only living Weapons could defeat their supernatural enemies.]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth nods back, stepping away to allow Tieria and the sales assistant to check out the car. But he does take out his organizer and pen to note this car model down for future reference, should he finally earn enough for a car.]

[psycholawgy]

Great! Because I'll be throwing you to the ground a lot.

[ :D Look at my icon keywords. They've never been more fitting. ]

But first, we start off with a bow.

[ She puts her hands together and bows! ]

[prosecutory]

Not to worry. I expect this much. [That's going to be the result of this cage match, isn't it?

Anyway, Edgeworth has had a lot of experience being thrown to the ground by a woman smaller and more experienced than he is. Said woman is also Japanese, so he also knows that he must bow right back.

And he bows the same way Athena does, hands clasped together.]

[psycholawgy]

[ When they're done bowing, Athena places her hands on her hips as she discussese her thoughts for the day. ]

Do you think you're ready to put people in a chokehold, Mr. Edgeworth?

[deontology]

[There's a lot of history behind Sousei's sword, but that's not the point here. The point is...he's never seen a blade quite like Edgeworth's before, even despite the Westernization that had been going on at his time.

His sword, naturally, is Japanese in form--and a very, very old, traditional one at that.]

I have never seen a sword quite like yours. It is a beautiful blade.

[seems like compliments are easier to give to swords than people.]

[spiritpearls]

What's the difference? Aren't dogs still dogs? They still say "woof", right?

[ The true measure of a dog is his bark. Or something like that. ]

a

[hatsoff]

[Tadashi's only been in Cerealia for a week now, which means he barely knows what he's doing, let alone knows all the details about this new job of his.

Still, it's not exactly a tough one. He works with CYbuddies, robotic pets, which he honestly thinks is pretty amazing. He has yet to bring one home, but he wants to after he saves up a bit. It's been weird not having Mochi around, after all.

The tech part is easy. It didn't take him long to get the hang of the robotics. It's different than what he's used to, sure, but he caught on pretty quick. The costumer service part isn't so bad, either. He had spent more days than he could count helping out in the Lucky Cat Cafe, so he knew he way around a costumer.

But that didn't change the fact that he was new, and it probably showed.

He's been in the back, working maintenance on a CYbuddy brought in for repairs, when he steps back out and notices someone taking a look at the new pets for sale.]

Can I help you, sir?

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth turns and blinks.]

Ah...thank you, but I was just browsing. [He gestures to the new dog models.]

[prosecutory]

[His eyes widen. He did NOT expect a chokehold to be today's lesson.]

A...a chokehold? Er... [He's sure he can defend himself without having to do THAT...]

[prosecutory]

Why, thank you. [He looks rather...proud, and actually draws the blade out halfway to examine it.] It was a gift from a friend and comrade in arms.