1st Trial | Action

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[Introspection]

[Only a few days ago, Simon had been released from prison and allowed to enjoy the freedom that never should've been taken from him in the first place. With that had come the challenge of reintegrating back into society; a challenge that he'd seriously underestimated. Seven years of death row had made him forget what it was like to live on his own- to have a future to live for. All in all, he thought it was nothing he couldn't handle. He'd been an independent, responsible member of society before, so he could do it again.

Today's events complicated the matter. Rehabilitating back into society is even trickier when it's a society one isn't quite familiar with.

Simon's first assumption had been that this was all a bad dream. His second assumption, which had been almost immediately brushed aside as impossible, was that it is some sort of bad prank. No one could set up a prank of this magnitude. Once he'd regained enough composure to leave the Bay, he'd listened to Weiss Schnee's announcement and stocked up on some of the map brochures. The first he'd picked up had been torn to shreds out of sheer frustration, but at least he'd had enough decency to pocket the newly-created confetti instead of littering. Then it'd taken another half hour of waiting and observing for the supposed reality to truly sink in.

If there's any consolation to be found, it's that Taka's here with him.]


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[With no choice but to accept that he's stuck here until further notice, along with an absolute refusal to use these silly 'videophones', Simon Blackquill sets out on a mission to explore this place. ...All of it. He needs to know just what sort of place he's dealing with. That's why, throughout the course of the day, anyone can run into him in any of the cities.

He's keeping to himself for the most part, but occasionally he'll stop to check the map brochure in an almost touristy fashion. Another thing of note is his tendency to throw rude, almost skeptical stares at anything he deems unusual, be it non-humans, magic or odd stores. He's not known for giving off pleasant vibes, sadly. As he walks, he's idly chewing the tip of a feather that's protruding from the corner of his mouth.

Meanwhile, Taka is exploring the area in his own way. The hawk circles above the buildings, peering down at the streets below and occasionally letting out a loud screech. He makes sure not to stray too far from Simon, though. Every so often, Taka will swoop back down to land on his falconer's shoulder, where he'll receive an affectionate scritch and a free ride.]

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[sensesyourdiscord]

[Athena is still getting a feel for the area, exploring the city and her surroundings. It doesn't seem too different from home, which is good. And hopefully she can find a place to open her law office soon, but where? Genessia itself, or one of the other cities? It should be easily accessible to everyone, because everyone deserves a fair- -and her thoughts are interrupted by a familiar screech. No, more than just familiar. Athena turns around just in time to see a hawk circling nearby before turning around.] Taka! Then that means...

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[jailbirdprosecutor]

[Indeed, it's Taka! There's only one hawk in all the multiverse with a bandana that flattering.

Taka circles the streets roughly two more times, not recognizing Athena from such a great distance, before diving back down. If she can estimate where he landed, she should be able to find him in one of the side streets, perched on Simon's shoulder. As for Simon himself, he's a bit distracted at the moment, attempting to match his current location to the map.]

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[sensesyourdiscord]

[It takes her a few minutes, but soon she's headed in the direction she's sure she saw him land...yes, that's the one. Phew! She's not hopeless with directions but she's not a human GPS either. And sure enough...]

Simon!

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[jailbirdprosecutor]

[At the sound of that familiar voice, Simon's grip on the map strengthens and the paper crumples between his fingers. He whirls around so fast, Taka almost falls off his shoulder. (The hawk managed to hang on by digging his talons into the fabric of Simon's surcoat, and sadly also a bit of flesh. Ow.)]

A-Athena! [No. This can't be real. Not her as well.]

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[sensesyourdiscord]

[It's her, and she's running over to hug him right now. So soon, someone familiar...the person I've still been worried about, too! Even after securing his acquittal and his life, the past seven years have been hard...]

[gundesign]

[Fortunately, Tori won't notice any rude stares that Simon may or may not throw her way. At least, not at first. No, as she walks down the streets with a bag full of fabric in her arms, her attention is on the screech she just heard from above.

A hawk? That's just...]

Awesome...! [Maybe it's lucky that Tori loves birds.]

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[No worries, Tori still looks 'usual' enough to avoid any staring. Besides, Simon's eyes are also caught on Taka. The hawk basically zooms a few feet over Tori's head, then lands on his falconer's shoulder. It causes Simon to smile lightly as he welcomes Taka back with a gentle scritch.]

[gundesign]

[Tori doesn't even seem to phased when Taka zooms in so close, too much in awe to spend time being terrified. From there she watches him land on the shoulder of someone nearby.]

Oh, is he yours?

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[He looks up as if noticing this young woman for the first time, then scoffs loudly.]

Mine? A living being should not belong to anyone- Certainly not a bird as majestic as this one. Taka is my most trusted companion, nothing less.

[gundesign]

[She shifts the bag she's holding to one arm, putting her now free hand on her hip and flashing a wide grin at him, as if his scoffing didn't phase her. It's far too soon for that.]

Heh. That's a fair point, isn't it? Sorry about that. He really is one majestic bird, too!

[aetherflows]

[Alphinaud is being stared at. Combined with the man staring at the map, Alphinaud can only surmise that this man needs help. He's only recently arrived but he thinks he can offer something, and so he strolls right up to the (very, very tall in comparison) prosecutor with a big smile.]

Greetings, sir! You appear to be lost. Perhaps I can aid you in finding your destination?

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[Sorry, those big pointy ears really drew Simon's gaze. It's like something straight out of a fantasy movie.

He wasn't expecting to be approached, though, certainly not with a smile that bright. He's far too used to strangers giving him a wide berth, and it takes him a split second to remember he's not a convict anymore. While he doesn't let it show, it throws him off a bit.]

Much as I appreciate the offer, that would be impossible. I have no particular destination in mind. As it stands, I am merely... familiarizing myself with my surroundings.

[aetherflows]

[Alph keeps counsel with people who have killed and thieved. There is something to be said for intent.]

Ah, I see. The layout of this city is fairly logical, all things considered. The numbered streets are in numerical order, for example, as they ought to be!

I suppose I am accustomed to places where there are few roads, and landmarks are more common than street signs, but t'was not a difficult adjustment at all. The issue comes with exploring all of the cities connected to this one-- which I have not yet done.

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[Logical as the streets may be, there's a difference between seeing landmarks on a map and seeing them in real life. Simon doesn't trust hearsay; he needs to verify it all with his own eyes. The wording of that last bit catches his interest, though.]

Connected cities... Are you referring to what lies beyond those 'subarchways'?

[aetherflows]

[He nods.]

I've heard tell of gates beyond that as well-- ones that lead into worlds not unlike those we came from, though they are mere shadows and not the real thing.

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[sugarcar]

[One thing Simon might notice while exploring the city is an odd occurrence indeed. Every once in a while, leftover pixelated particles may remain in the air, and eventually disappear. They won't react if touched, but eventually he's been noticed, and now every once in a while he might feel watched.

Annnd that's because he's being watched. The hawk's been noticed as well, but she has no idea what a hawk is, so she pays it no mind.]

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[At first, Simon had assumed it was only a trick of the light. That there was a small cloud of dust or something similar he could see from the corner of his eye. Still, by the third time he spots it, he starts to get suspicious. It's enough to make the hair on the back of his neck stand on end.

While Taka is still airborne and circling the city at the moment, Simon carefully approaches the lingering particles. It does look just like pixels. Some of them are already disappearing, so he stretches out a hand while he still can. ......No reaction.]

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[magicpanchira]

[ Trucy's been here almost six months now. She's seen people come and go, but never anyone from home. So color her confused when she notices a certain hawk circling above; at least, it looks familiar. She knows she's seen it before -- it's only as it descends closer to the ground that she notices someone else.

That's Prosecutor Blackquill. Prosecutor Blackquill is here.

She nearly topples over at the realization, really. It's been nearly half a year since she's seen anyone from home. She's having a hard time controlling the urge to run over to him, instead deciding it might be best to walk like a normal person. She does not, however, stop herself from flailing her arms in a frantic wave at him. ]

Mr. Blackquill! Hello!

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[For once, Taka didn't land on Simon's shoulder after descending. He simply whizzed past the man in a playful manner, only to zoom back up into the sky. Someone's having fun, at least. Being cooped up in the courthouse a lot of the time hasn't done the hawk too many wonders.

Simon watches his friend go, then turns at the sound of his name. That girl... Phoenix Wright's daughter, wasn't it? That's unexpected, to say the least. He doesn't return her wave, instead shifting his stance to cross his arms over his chest.]

Well, well... This is quite the happenstance.

[magicpanchira]

[ Trucy's happier than she should be, honestly, to see both hawk and handler. She's sure he's not quite as happy to see her, but she doesn't really care; they barely know one another, anyways. She's seen him... once? Twice, maybe.

Still, she approaches and smiles, unable to help herself. He might intimidate the others, but she's really not at all bothered. Of course, he's not threatening to cut her right now, either. ]

How are you? Did you just get here? I can't believe you're here...

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[In the overall, his intimidation factor has been taken down a few notches. He's still a blunt, grumpy jerk, but at least he doesn't have to pretend to be a murderer on top of that. Progress???

He's having the hardest time remembering this girl's name. Tiffany? Trixie...? Hm. Ah well. If all else fails, he can default to a nickname and no one will ever know it was a cover up.]

I arrived at the break of dawn. It was quite the irksome ordeal.

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[namemeansbeauty]

[Belle had left the library after a busy few hours of work, a few books in her bag as she was planning on reading it on the way home when she had come across the others. Her eyes looking over at them.]

That's an interesting bird you have.

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[jailbirdprosecutor]

[Taka spots Belle even before she speaks up, watching her like a- well- a hawk. Simon, on the other hand, doesn't turn his head her way until he's addressed.]

If I am meant to interpret "interesting" as "splendid", then yes, he is. [... He cares a lot about his bird.]

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[namemeansbeauty]

You can interpret it that way. I must admit though I've never seen a well trained hawk before, so it's fascinating to see. Plus you really seem to care and that's nice as well.

[It made her smile at least.]

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[jailbirdprosecutor]

[Belle gets some bonus points for recognizing Taka as a hawk, instead of mistaking him for a falcon or a buzzard, or something even more farfetched. That sort of thing has happened before.]

Taka has been my trusted companion since he was nothing more than a wee chick. We have lived through many a challenge, him and I.