I apologise for neglecting this blog, I've been a bit too caught up in stuff on my Godot and also hella busy irl, very sorry but you probably won't see Diego until after Christmas, possibly in the new year.
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I apologise for neglecting this blog, I've been a bit too caught up in stuff on my Godot and also hella busy irl, very sorry but you probably won't see Diego until after Christmas, possibly in the new year.
By リス.
“You look familiar…" Phoenix mused, tapping his chin in thought. Then it dawned on him; this was Diego Armando, the man who would one day become infamous prosecutor Godot.
“…Diego Armando?" Phoenix questioned, softly. He knew if this really was Diego, then he’d have no idea who he was, as they didn’t meet until several years later.
"The one and only," he purred. Of course he knew nothing of what was to be his legacy, but he was still somewhat well known in the legal world even before he hit infamy with the Fawles case and all of its aftermath, so he didn't give being recognised by a stranger much pause for thought.
I wouldn’t dreeeam of ruinin’ your coffee pause, baby!
Much obliged. In that case, would you care for a cup?
"It’s important to know when to ~work~ and when to ~play~"
»T doesn’t even glance at the paperwork, not even remotely interested in dry paper details. Especially not with a rumbling hunk in front of him.
"What do you say we blow this joint~?"
"Indubitably, my blindingly pink friend."
"What exactly have you got in mind?"
"Rawr~"
»T makes the sound and then giggles, the confidence is charming.
"So when do you get off work, big boy~?"
He's thoughtful a moment, flipping through the file on his desk.
"To be honest, I could probably use a break. This case is giving me a headache, so it might be better to come back to it with a fresh mind."
"Sounds perfect. I have a weakness for coffee, and I dabble in creating my own blends, so I’m always looking to try new places to get ideas."
"It’s a date, then…And I’ll have to try your coffee some time." Isra offers a coy smile, tilting his head a little. Anything else I should know about you, Mister Armando?"
"Not particularly. For the most part I'm a man of life's simpler pleasures. Give me a cup of coffee and a good book and I could quite happily while away an afternoon."
The vision of Hoshikage Law Offices (or whatever the man called it, he couldn’t really understand it well) was the last thing Naruhodou was expecting when he opened the door to the Anything Agency. It was quite surreal, but considering the outwordly stuff the piano player had already seen, it didn’t surprise him that much. And the man who greeted him… he was awfully familiar. He decided to try to explain the situation to the man, with his really scarce English-speaking skills.
"I… not speaku… Engurishu well. Know Japanisu?" (It’s worth the effort, right? I need to practice my English skills anyway.)
Diego frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled by the man's words and the way he seemed a little lost. Apart from English he was only really fluent in Spanish, plus some conversational French and Italian. He'd never really given learning Japanese much thought, having not expected to particularly need it at any time. C'est la vie. Better try and make the best of this rather awkward situation.
"I'm afraid not. Only French or Spanish, which probably isn't much help."
Headcanon
Aside from the obvious English, Diego is also fluent in Spanish and can speak conversational French and Italian.
Fun fact: Aside from English, those are all Romance Languages.
[Miles feels just a touch uncomfortable at being referred to as von Karma’s, but hides it perfectly. He remembers the face of Diego Armando well - interesting.]
You would be correct, Mr. Armando.
[Miles nods his head cordially, far unlike the arrogant youth that he seems to remember.]
Miles Edgeworth, albeit a few years removed from what you might recall.
[Though he's yet to meet Edgeworth personally in his own timeline, the man before him seems quite humbled in comparison to the rumors he's heard of the younger version.]
So it would seem. Strange old world these days.
[And he doesn't even know the half of it.]
"It does give you a bit of a sexy lion look~"
»T winks.
"So I've been told."
He responds to the wink with a somewhat cocky smirk.
"Ah! Sorry! What are you in the middle of? Important case? Making imported coffee?"
"A bit of both, gatita, truth be told."
"The pleasure is all mine, Mister Armando. I think you’ll like this place. It’s a quaint little coffee shop, but they’ve got quite a reputation."
"Sounds perfect. I have a weakness for coffee, and I dabble in creating my own blends, so I'm always looking to try new places to get ideas."
IC Cuddle Buddy Application
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Big/little spoon:
Favorite movie:
Favorite tv show:
Favorite music genre:
Can we talk about mundane things:
Is it okay if I fall asleep:
Are kisses allowed:
Are pants required:
When are you available for cuddles:
My place or yours:
Can we cuddle in bed or couch only:
Will you play with my hair:
Can we have a snack before:
The nearly three foot tall yellow bird waved at him in a friendly way. This guy seemed familiar somehow. He couldn’t quite put his talon on it. Maybe he was a sibling of a friend or something.
”Wark!” He offered up a business card to the lawyer which reads as follows:
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My name is Boco (long O’s like ‘doe’), and I am a chocobo! I run Boco’s Delivery Service! Even though I may resemble one I am not a chicken so please don’t call me one. I’m only a few months old, but chocobos grow up to be very big! I eat mostly vegetables and fruits, but enjoy fish and insects on occasion. I can understand human speech and can read and write pretty well. This card is to answer common questions about me! _________________________________________________________
He beamed a charming smile up at the human.
It had a business card. This was getting more surreal by the minute, but he took the card and read it, returning the bird's smile when he was through. Might as well go with it. He was pretty cute anyway.
"Boco, huh? A pleasure to meet you. My name's Diego."
"I wish I could help. And I’ll enjoy doing a little something for you. It’ll be fun for me, too. It’s been a while since I’ve done anything fun with anyone…And you can call me Isra."
"It's fine. I wouldn't take on the workload if I couldn't handle it. Just prepping for a case I'm due to start in a couple of days. A pleasure to meet you, Isra."
"With every passing year I tend to get a little grumpier, as others have observed, but I suppose with that comes wisdom."
"The strongest coffee is bitter to the last drop. Better to be grumpy than weak of will, I'd say."