Better than the rest~!

My name is Sebastian Debeste, and I'm obviously the #1 prosecutor! ((Independent RP account for Sebastian Debeste/Yumihiko Ichiyanagi from Gyakuten Kenji 2)) M!A Status: none

[debestest-blog]

He almost jumped out of his clothes. It was enough for his cowlick to stand up on end. “W-What was that for?! I was right, you ARE a criminal, aren’t you!”

[insomniacprosecutor-blog]

“Was a criminal would be more appropriate.” Simon huffed. At least that’d gotten him to stop talking about himself. Thank god. He just hoped he wouldn’t have to explain himself.

[debestest-blog]

“I was right!” Kinda. “Once a criminal, always a criminal. You probably committed murder and somehow broke out of prison or something. You look like someone who would do that!” 

[debestest-blog]

“…Sure he did.” 

(What the heck is she talking about?)

“Sounds like a lot of trouble. And what truth are you supposed to be looking for, anyways?”

[yatagarasuz-blog]

     “Any truth! To punish those that cannot be brought to court! Ah- but I’m on hiatus right now.”

[debestest-blog]

“I didn’t know truth thieves could take breaks. Are you still tagging along with Mr. Edgeworth?”

[debestest-blog]

“I know, isn’t it?” The sarcasm completely went over his head. “Chief prosecutor Edgeworth showed me the error of my ways, and I’m on the road to recovery, so to speak.” Needless to say, reverting back to his cocky self allowed for his nervousness to dissipate a little.

[insomniacprosecutor-blog]

“Silence,” Simon growled. He’d heard enough. He spat a feather in Sebastian’s direction, drawing a ‘blade’ to promptly cut it in half in front of the other prosecutor’s face. Hopefully that would be enough to startle him.

[debestest-blog]

He almost jumped out of his clothes. It was enough for his cowlick to stand up on end. “W-What was that for?! I was right, you ARE a criminal, aren’t you!”

[debestest-blog]

“…Sounds even more dangerous than a normal thief.”

(Please tell me she isn’t thinking about breaking into any government buildings.)

“Why do you even call yourself a Ya…Yatugu…”

[yatagarasuz-blog]

     “Yatagarasu! Because I’m the Second Yatagarsu, duh! My dad was the first! He’s left it all up to me to expose the truth!”

[debestest-blog]

“...Sure he did.” 

(What the heck is she talking about?)

“Sounds like a lot of trouble. And what truth are you supposed to be looking for, anyways?”

[debestest-blog]

“No, I’m a full-fledged prosecutor! I wouldn’t have this badge if I weren’t…” He felt conflicting emotions inside of him. “B-But I became a prosecutor because of dishonesty that was out of my control, so I want to prove to myself that I’m worthy of this badge.” He would have felt insulted if he wasn’t still scared to death. 

(Q-Quit trembling! He’s probably not even as scary as he looks!)

[insomniacprosecutor-blog]

“Fascinating.” His voice was laced with sarcasm. He really didn’t care, and he wanted to make sure the other man knew it. He moved as though he was going to draw a weapon – a sword, specifically, despite being unarmed. He wanted to at least provoke him a little to see how he would respond to it, seeing how scared he already was.

[debestest-blog]

“I know, isn’t it?” The sarcasm completely went over his head. “Chief prosecutor Edgeworth showed me the error of my ways, and I’m on the road to recovery, so to speak.” Needless to say, reverting back to his cocky self allowed for his nervousness to dissipate a little.

[yatagarasuz-blog]

     “That’s what the Yatagarasu is! They expose the truth! They show how corrupt things are- and expose all the lies!”

[debestest-blog]

“...Sounds even more dangerous than a normal thief.”

(Please tell me she isn’t thinking about breaking into any government buildings.)

“Why do you even call yourself a Ya...Yatugu...”

[debestest-blog]

“Well, I was taught by Mr. E–…er…Chief Prosecutor Edgeworth that it was cooler to not wear it, but…” He crossed his arms. “I decided that until I prove myself to be a true prosecutor, I’ll wear it proudly.”

[insomniacprosecutor-blog]

“Am I to take it that you’re still in training, then?” Simon might have laughed, had he not been too focused on knocking this poor kid down a few pegs. “For threatening me before about being suspicious, you are hardly intimidating.”

[debestest-blog]

“No, I’m a full-fledged prosecutor! I wouldn’t have this badge if I weren’t...” He felt conflicting emotions inside of him. “B-But I became a prosecutor because of dishonesty that was out of my control, so I want to prove to myself that I’m worthy of this badge.” He would have felt insulted if he wasn’t still scared to death. 

(Q-Quit trembling! He’s probably not even as scary as he looks!)

[debestest-blog]

“Is that so hard to believe?!” He’ll admit that he didn’t become a prosecutor through the most honest means, but he was doing his best to make things right. “I have a badge right here, see?” He pointed to the prosecutor’s badge proudly fastened to his jacket.

[insomniacprosecutor-blog]

“You actually wear that thing?” Simon lifted a brow. This must be a first, honestly. Being a prosecutor wasn’t something he, personally, wanted to show off. That practically set himself up to be a target, and he was rather tired of that sort of thing. 

[debestest-blog]

“Well, I was taught by Mr. E--...er...Chief Prosecutor Edgeworth that it was cooler to not wear it, but...” He crossed his arms. “I decided that until I prove myself to be a true prosecutor, I’ll wear it proudly.”

[debestest-blog]

“Are you sure you should be telling someone like me that you’re a thief? I could have you arrested, you know.”

[yatagarasuz-blog]

     “That’s the thing! I haven’t stolen anything, so how can you arrest me? I only steal the truth too, y’know!”

[debestest-blog]

“How do you steal truth? It’s not a physical...thing!” He fumbled over his words. “Aren’t thieves supposed to be tricky and take valuable items?”

[debestest-blog]

insomniacprosecutor

“Y-You look suspicious! I’ll warn you, I’m a prosecutor and won’t tolerate any wrongdoings!”

He’s secretly terrified of the other’s harsh glare.

[insomniacprosecutor-blog]

“You? A prosecutor?” He seemed like a child. Of course, he wasn’t going to reveal they were on the same side just yet. It was amusing, really, how frightened some people were of him.

[debestest-blog]

“Is that so hard to believe?!” He’ll admit that he didn’t become a prosecutor through the most honest means, but he was doing his best to make things right. “I have a badge right here, see?” He pointed to the prosecutor’s badge proudly fastened to his jacket.

[debestest-blog]

yatagarasuz

“You’re still talking about being a great thief? Hah, how immature!”

(T-That’s actually kinda cool…)

[yatagarasuz-blog]

     “That’s because I am a Great Thief! I’m the Second Yatagarasu, y’know!” You pickin’ a fight, prosecutor boy?

[debestest-blog]

“Are you sure you should be telling someone like me that you’re a thief? I could have you arrested, you know.”

[debestest-blog]

insomniacprosecutor

“Y-You look suspicious! I’ll warn you, I’m a prosecutor and won’t tolerate any wrongdoings!”

He’s secretly terrified of the other’s harsh glare.

[debestest-blog]

yatagarasuz

“You’re still talking about being a great thief? Hah, how immature!”

(T-That’s actually kinda cool...)

[debestest-blog]

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[debestest-blog]

Getting some fresh air from the prosecutor’s office was just what he needed. Astonishingly, he didn’t get yelled at by Mr. Edgeworth, a.k.a the chief prosecutor, once today, which was an accomplishment. At the very least, he had definitely gotten better at prosecuting, with years to study and practice. He was learning, that’s what mattered in the end.

Everything was going fine and dandy until something whacked him in the face, effectively causing him to lose his eyesight for a split moment. Was someone attacking him???? He put his hand to his face–oh…it was just paper.

He heard a girl’s voice in the distance, so he assumed this piece of paper was her’s.

“W-Watch where you throw your papers around! That could have blinded me, you know!”

(Not really, but I need to make a point!)

[betontemaler-blog]

     She really didn’t think it would blind him, but his tone of voice did make her feel even worse. Vera hurriedly grabbed at the paper, quickly folding it up and tucking it away in her pocket. She bowed and once again apologized, her words slurring as she spoke so fast. Being so nervous made her that way.

     “I-I’m sorry! Is there a w-way I can… I can make it up to you?”

     Honestly, she had no idea what she could do to make it up to him. Draw him something? But he might not like that- he did get hit with a drawing of hers, after all. That might just put salt in wound.

[debestest-blog]

This girl seemed very scared and just an overall timid person. Maybe it wasn’t the best thing in the world to say something like that. Or at least, with such force behind his words. 

“Hm...depends; what do you have to offer? I expect nothing but the best.”

He felt like he was taking advantage of the girl at this point, but hey he could have a little fun with this. Not like he would ever see her again after this meeting or something.

[betontemaler-blog]

{ @debestest ? }

     She tucked herself up nicely under a large tree, trying to pull herself into as much shade as possible as she drew. Her pencil tapped softly against the notebook as she laid her head against the bark of the tree, eyes closed in thought. It took only a few moments to figure out what to draw.

     Every now and again her hair would wind up covering her face, her paper trying to free itself from its bind. She grew increasingly annoyed with this, but finished her drawing in the end without leaving her small area. It was a nice picture, she thought: just the scenery around her, and silhouettes of the others in the distance. As she tore it off its bind she couldn’t help but be just a bit proud of it.

     Until it flew away.

     She quickly sat up and urgently walk-ran to catch it- only for it to land against someones face. Immediately, Vera felt terrible. Even though it wasn’t exactly her fault. 

     “I-I’m sorry! S.. So sorry!”

[debestest-blog]

Getting some fresh air from the prosecutor’s office was just what he needed. Astonishingly, he didn’t get yelled at by Mr. Edgeworth, a.k.a the chief prosecutor, once today, which was an accomplishment. At the very least, he had definitely gotten better at prosecuting, with years to study and practice. He was learning, that’s what mattered in the end.

Everything was going fine and dandy until something whacked him in the face, effectively causing him to lose his eyesight for a split moment. Was someone attacking him???? He put his hand to his face--oh...it was just paper.

He heard a girl’s voice in the distance, so he assumed this piece of paper was her’s.

“W-Watch where you throw your papers around! That could have blinded me, you know!”

(Not really, but I need to make a point!)