you are aware that i'm technically no longer a detective, right ? ( she pointed out, not looking up from the microscope that she was using to analyse a sample, scrolling through the slide as she talked ) and that i'm already working on a case for prosecutor sahdmadhi ?

Suoh Tamaki - Klavier Gavin@suoh-tamaki.bsky.social · last mo.

@forenslcsqueen.bsky.social "Fraulein Detective, it's nice to see you again ja? I'm working on this case I could use your expertise."

well, good thing i know a nice place nearby. ( ready to leave within a few moments, ema flashed him a friendly smile, checking if he was ready to leave before leading them out of the building ) so, does it happen more often, you forgetting to eat ? ( even if he might not want to talk about it ;

𝐀lfendi 𝐋ayton.@forbodium.bsky.social · last mo.

ㅤ ( how.. HADN’T he passed out? he did feel oddly unwell but hey、that was more than just that. perhaps something just recently was what sparked realisation. either way. they should get on out there; actually eat and hydrate.. not that she had an issue with that currently. ) —— ╱ ╱ ㅤ

#OCRP / #PKMNRP / #PTRP / #POKEMONRP

( oh. lunch. that was a whole less urgent than she'd feared. then again, if he hadn't eaten in two days — ) two days ?? how have you not fainted yet ? ( getting on her feet, she grabbed her bag from the chair beside her, putting her phone inside of it as she continued to talk ) i'm down for ;

𝐀lfendi 𝐋ayton.@forbodium.bsky.social · last mo.

ㅤ do you want to go out for lunch? i’m working on a case… that and i.. guess i realised i haven’t eaten in two days. ㅤ

Ouran Host Club's President and Co-founder. - Suoh Tamaki. Rockstar, Prosecutor and Vocalist. - Klavier Gavin. "Kyoya, I just had an incredible idea! Let's form a club!" - Tamaki "Heh. Heh heh heh. Not so fast. This party's just getting started! Now, we rock!" - Klavier. (Parody Accounts.)

( arched eyebrow, sitting just a bit straighter. now that piqued her curiosity ) i can make time for you. is something wrong ?

𝐀lfendi 𝐋ayton.@forbodium.bsky.social · last mo.

ㅤ genuinely busy? ㅤ

always. but what's up ?

𝐀lfendi 𝐋ayton.@forbodium.bsky.social · last mo.

ㅤ @forenslcsqueen.bsky.social. are you busy? ㅤ

working on an actual tan, instead of the fop's spray tan 🙄

not a single fop in sight. i am thriving. nature is healing.

/ / i'm on holiday ! i'll mostly be focusing on resting, so my activity might be spotty.

/ / won't be working on this anymore until after my holiday, since i'll be working on my scarf there, but i'm pleased with how this cardigan is working up :)

right — baby steps. seems like she had pushed this matter a bit too much. pulling her phone back and to the side, she reached out to touch his knee, giving it a gentle squeeze and shake. " it's okay. just let me know if you ever want to give that a try, alright ? " even though it was a pretty ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

Simon stared at the website on her phone. "I'm, um. . . I'm not. . ." He didn't like admitting he was bad with technology, especially to someone around his age. He struggled with it before prison, then it seemed everything advanced tenfold when he got out. He couldn't keep up. "Oh, um. . . no, —

it was an extensive list, sure, but they were also reasonable requirements. humming gently, ema gave herself a moment to think of a way to check off all the boxes. " if being japanese isn't a strict requirement, then i suggest crossing that off. it would make searching for the right therapist a ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

Simon sat up once the food was brought in. He grabbed what looked good and began to eat. Depression be damned, it was very good. He had a mouthful of stir fry when Ema asked her question. He took a moment to swallow before answering. "Cannot be a man. Must be LGBTQ friendly. Must have no less —

" she clearly does. she must be very grateful to have you in her life. " ema agreed, watching as taka pulled her head back after a while, fluffing her feathers a bit. taking it as a sign that she had enough pets for now, she respectfully pulled her hand back again, looking up at simon. ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

"Oh without a doubt. And I would hate for her to feel cooped up. I have perches and toys and things for her, but she's free to come and go as she pleases." It was a luxury he'd only gotten recently, himself. "She does enjoy my company when she is around, however."

just as simon told her where she could find the plates, ema had already found them on her own, a small triumphant smile framing her face as she plated up food for them both. " still, got to start somewhere. it's hard to motivate yourself when you feel like crap. " her own place was a bit of a ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

Simon laid back with a sigh and stared up at the ceiling. "Taka hunts small birds on occasion. I just don't want her getting sick." The hawk in question hopped onto Simon's knee and made herself comfortable. "Didn't clean much. Still feels like a stye in here. And yeah I did. Did fuck all the —

grinning as she imagined apollo being picked up and carried away by taka, ema had pulled her hand back when simon's laugh seemed to have jolted the hawk just a bit, before offering it to her once more. " that's what pets are for, right ? to spoil them from time to time . " she commented, ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

Simon burst out laughing, which earned him a glare from his hawk. "It's no wonder, she could swoop in and carry him away!" He let out a sigh, then gave Taka's chin a scritch. "She is a free bird. She likes to hunt, so most of her meals she gets herself. But I do enjoy spoiling her every so —

" there's chicken in there, taka. i'm pretty sure it'd count as cannibalism if you ate that. " ema commented, letting out a chuckle when the hawk simply squawked at her too, giving the bird a little scratch underneath her chin once she'd given her permission. then, she grabbed the bags once ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

When Simon opened the door it was clear he hadn't done much. The only thing that had changed about his attire was he let his hair down. "I'll eat anything, I don't mind." He took a step back to let her in. "Awful. But that's normal." He sat down on his couch while Taka examined Ema's hand. —

holding back a squeal of excitement ( she didn't want to scare off taka after all ), ema carefully lifted her hand to pet the top of taka's head first. she kept a close eye on the bird, watching for any signs of discomfort as she talked. " she's much sweeter than i thought she would be. i'm ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

Taka examined the hand, then tilted her head down. "Ah, you've gained her trust." Simon sat at his desk. "You may pet her now. Stick to her head, she doesn't like her back or wings touched."

if he'd let her, she would have cleaned up the place a bit for him while he was asleep. yet, it was clear that he was waiting for her to leave. so after handing over the files, she did just that — but not without some parting words. " oh, and simon ? please don't buy anymore alcohol ? " she ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

"Right, yeah. Thank you." There were many things Simon felt shame over. His wardrobe was not one of them. He watched Ema leave, then locked the door behind her. He tidied up his apartment as much as he could before the hangover sent him back to bed. The next morning Simon decided to stay in —

at least taka approached her — that must be a good sign, right ? no immediate dismissal. smiling, ema kept her palm down as she offered the hawk her hand, shifting just a bit closer so that she could inspect ema's hand and smell a bit better.

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

Taka stared at her curiously and tilted her head. "Correct. If she tilts her head down, you may pet her. If she turns away, she wants to be left alone." Taka hopped off her perch onto Simon's desk and walked closer to Ema.

in the few minutes that it took simon to get changed, ema made sure to call edgeworth. while she didn't give him any details, she made it clear that simon was unfit for work — and as professional as edgeworth was, he didn't push her for any details, either. " thank you — i'll see you later, ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

Simon nodded. "Yeah. . . That would be helpful." He sniffled and wiped his face with his hand. Then he slowly made his way to his room, cringing at the state of his apartment. "Ugh, sorry about all this. Haven't been able to clean." Really he just didn't feel like it. He went to his room and —

it was a nice office — it truly suited simon. as her eyes lingered on some of the art, ema looked up when he called her his friend, smiling as she approached the hawk. she made sure to keep a respectable distance, though, feeling just a touch uncertain when the bird gazed at her, not quite sure ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

"I will accept that. I am rather intimidating as well." Simon opened his office door and gestured for Ema to follow. It wasn't quite as extravagantly decorated as the others. His decor was simple, dark, with some Japanese art on the walls. Above his desk was a display holder for his katana, and —

you STOLE my opportunity for my own game !!

𝐌. 𝐄𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 ♟️@gladiusveritatis.bsky.social · last mo.

I am a main character and a fan favorite. Despite my hatred for the camera. . .

me neither. meanwhile, they'd be lost without us in court !

VON KARMA.@foolishlyfoolish.bsky.social · last mo.

Foolish fools forgot to include me in their foolishly foolish anniversary art. It was foolish anyway, I do not care. 😎

easy for you to say ! you're / always / in it !

𝐌. 𝐄𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 ♟️@gladiusveritatis.bsky.social · last mo.

You are as bad a liar as I am.

" — maybe we can find someone who does sessions at home or digitally. " ema suggested, her word choice deliberate. she knew how hard it was to reach out for help, especially from those you cared about. from those you didn't want to worry. but he needed help. and maybe she was the sweet ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

Simon didn't take the paper towel, they were usually too harsh on his sensitive face. He shook his head at her question and wrapped his arms around himself. "I'm extremely particular. I've yet to find a therapist I don't argue with for getting something wrong. And I. . . I don't like leaving my —

to hear simon say such things, in stark contrast to what his appearance was like — ema couldn't help but let out a little chuckle as she nodded, putting her phone back into her pocket. " i will. i won't tell her it's from you, though. she's scared of strangers. " it didn't take much longer for ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

Simon's expression softened as soon as he saw her. "Oh, look at that sweet little face. Goodness me. . ." He pressed his hands over his heart. "You must give her a kiss on the head for me when you go home."

" no worries ! " she replied with a smile, trying to meet his eyes even though simon was trying to avoid doing just that. ema gives up easily, though, as she continues to take off her gloves and put away the first aid kit. " if you're at work tomorrow, then i can help with replacing those ;

𝑺. 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒍 🪶@ferrumiustitiae.bsky.social · last mo.

Simon released his grip on his hand and let Ema work. When she finished he pulled his hand back and pressed it to his chest. "Fine. Hurts. Thank you." He looked down at the floor, unable to look Ema in the eye. He felt embarrassing about the whole ordeal. He's nearly 30, he should be able to —