achtung, baby!

[gviltylove]

athena !

hands  grip  tightly  on  a  stack  of  boxes  as  she  treads  forward  ,  determined  to  make  it  to  her  destination  without  getting  lost  or  falling  .  she  can  definitely  do  this  ,  no  problem  !  or  well  ,  she  hopes  it’s  no  problem  ;  it’s  a  straightforward  task  ,  getting  these  from  point  a  to  point  b  .  they  aren’t  even  her  boxes  ,  but  athena  promised  to  help  and  that’s  what  she’s  going  to  do  .  “  this  is  going  better  than  i  thought  !  ”  she  beams  to  herself  proudly  ,  her  voice  muffled  from  the  stack  .  it’s  silly  ,  admittedly  ,  but  what  did  she  care  ?  “  if  only  i  had  widget  with  me  …  i  could’ve  saved  us  the  trip  and  paperwork  .  ”  the  halls  seem  longer  than  usual  as  she  lugs  the  files  around  —  it  feels  like  forever  since  she’s  began  ,  despite  the  fact  it’s  only  been  five  minutes  of  walking  .

though  as  if  on  some  silent  cue  ,  she  trips  and  all  the  boxes  fall  along  with  her  ,  scattering  papers  everywhere  .  it’s  almost  comedic  in  the  sense  of  how  exaggerated  her  yells  are  .  “  aww  ,  man  !!  i  was  doing  so  well  too  !  ”  thena  huffs  as  tears  well  up  in  her  eyes  briefly  ,  only  to  be  forgotten  and  replaced  by  a  startled  expression  as  she  sees  the  mess  around  her  .  “  this  is  exactly  why  i  don’t  like  hard  copies  of  stuff  !  hmph  ,  this  is  gonna  be  soo  annoying  to  clean  up  .  ”  but  in  the  midst  of  her  crisis  ,  she  hears  someone  coming  closer  ,  causing  her  to  perk  up  .  “  hey  !!  hey  ,  you  !  ”  she  calls  out  at  the  other  without  even  seeing  them  ,  “  do  you  think  you  can  give  me  a  hand  ?  please  ?  ”

                    ADMITTEDLY,  KLAVIER  HASN’T  been  doing  much  other  than  wander  around  campus  until  his  next  class.  the  music  rooms  are  all  booked  out  for  the  moment,  and  the  last  time  he  was  in  the  library,  ienzo  hadn’t  been  pleased  with  his  (  loud  )  guitar  playing,  so  it’s  definitely  too  soon  for  him  to  go  back  there.  the  librarian  is  known  to  put  things  behind  them,  but  he  isn’t  willing  to  push  it.  he  can  always  study  somewhere  other  than  the  library,  but  his  heart  isn’t  in  it  today.  besides,  he  already  knows  the  context  of  all  the  current  reading  materials.  sometimes  he  wonders  whether  he  should  have  chosen  a  different  major  from  law,  seeing  as  he  already  knows  most  of  the  course  work.

                    the  familiar  voice  has  him  backtracking  a  few  steps  so  he  can  see  what  the  commotion  is  about.  he  doesn’t  bother  biting  down  his  grin  at  the  sight,  but  he  still  moves  forward  in  an  effort  to  help  anyway,  letting  a  laugh  slip  once  she  addresses  him.  ❝  i  was  planning  on  doing  that  anyway,  fraulein  cykes.  ❞  he  knows  that  the  two  of  them  have  different  surnames  in  this  world  they’ve  found  themselves  in,  but  there  is  a  sense  of  comfort  in  referring  to  athena  by  her  proper  last  name.  he  bends  down  to  give  her  some  help.  ❝  how  do  you  get  yourself  into  these  messes  ??  ❞

[gviltylove]

do you think about your brother still?

                    ❝  …all  the  time.  he  may  not  deserve  to  be  thought  of,  but…  he  was  still  my  brother.  ❞

[gviltylove]

when was the last time you cried and why?

                    ❝  ah…  a  few  weeks  ago,  i  think.  es  war  das  datum  der  hinrichtung  meines  bruders.  ❞

[gviltylove]

are you *really* german?

                    ❝  you  wound  me  by  not  believing  !!  but  ja,  i  am.  ❞

[gviltylove]

miles !

@gviltylove​

ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴀᴛᴛᴏʀɴᴇʏꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ? his client had queried, as if that would be a bad thing – as if professionalism was an archaic notion, and ( ᴀꜱ ɪꜱ ꜰᴀꜱʜɪᴏɴᴀʙʟᴇ ) the law should focus on feelings and not fact.They’d accepted his offer of defence, nonetheless. They’d be fool not to; his win-record was pristine, and his handle on a case he’d barely glanced at was proof enough that he could handle anything thrown his way. Still, their words had put him in a foul mood. It was to be expected from a college student implicated in such a foolish crime, but to face impertinence at a well-respected, academic institution? Aggravating. 

The only saving grace from this entire ordeal was his expression: venomous enough to part the crowds of students milling about the law offices without a word being said. That was until he strode into a tiny corridor ( ʙᴀʀᴇʟʏ ʙɪɢ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴀʙʀᴇᴀꜱᴛ ), and stumbled across a student perfectly placed in his way. Blond, was his first thought. Strangely familiar was his second. His third and final thought was that speaking would be a waste of his last remaining nerves. Instead, Miles stood firm and glared at the student, daring him to move first.

                    KLAVIER’S  INTENTION  IN  standing  in  the  corridor  in  the  first  place  had  been  to  find  some  peace  and  quiet.  it  sounded  like  some  petty  crime  had  been  committed,  and  as  tempting  as  it  was  (  and,  really,  still  is  )  to  go  and  investigate,  he  doesn’t  want  to  start  poking  his  nose  into  other  people’s  business  and  giving  himself  away.  it  isn’t  that  the  from  another  world  thing  is  a  secret,  per  say,  but  it  isn’t  something  he  wants  to  draw  attention  to.  at  least,  not  from  the  wrong  people.  there  are  those  in  his  life  he  wouldn’t  mind  knowing,  namely  those  from  the  past  life  he  thinks  about  on  a  day  to  day  basis.

                    he  can  feel  the  piercing  stare  before  he  can  see  it,  and  of  course  one  of  the  people  he  wishes  would  recognise  him  is  now  standing  right  before  him.  he  knows  this  look,  having  seen  it  at  the  prosecutor’s  office  what  feels  like  so  long  ago  now.  he  should  be  intimidated,  but  he  also  can’t  pass  up  the  opportunity  to  talk  to  him,  and  so  he  simply  stares  for  a  moment  before  finally  using  his  words.  ❝  can  i  help  you  ??  ❞  he  tries  to  make  it  sound  less  rude  than  it  implies,  but  he  thinks  adding  a  smile  would  be  too  much.  sometimes  he  comes  off  as  insincere,  and  that’s  the  last  thing  he  needs.

[gviltylove]

apollo !

❝  now we threaten ancient gods? how fun!  ❞   ──   @gviltylove​

          eyebrows  narrow  at  the  male  before   him . ❝ i can’t help my name being apollo — hey , what are you even talking about anyway ?! ❞ he crosses his arms to be as animated as possible because klavier knows just how to press his buttons and make him angry . ❝ are you making fun of my name ? ❞ he then asks with his eyes basically drilling a hole through klavier’s head .

          there was something about the other male that always put a familiar feeling in his chest . if apollo had to be honest , he didn’t know if it was warmth or annoyance but it was definitely one of the two ( if not both ) . the two had known each other for quite awhile and it almost bothered apollo how he felt around the other . it was that same feeling he felt around iris and dahlia and even miles . what the hell was it about those people that triggered something inside of him ? though despite that feeling simmering even now in the pit of apollo’s stomach , he can’t focus on it when klavier is too busy aiming at him with every shot he has .

          ❝ OKAY , you know what , i don’t even care . i just wanted to know if you wanted to team up to study with me before the next test . i would prefer you over everyone else in class , ❞ he shrugs . their shared major was part of the reason they became friends anyway — both klavier and apollo aiming to be attorneys in the best way possible . and though it pained his pride , apollo knew the extra hand from klavier would not hurt that much . ❝ please , feel free to say no — i just though i would ask . ❞

                    REALLY,  ALL  KLAVIER  wanted  to  do  was  get  a  rise  out  of  apollo.  he  knows  it  has  a  high  chance  of  working,  and  so  it’s  what  he  defaults  to  when  trying  to  grab  his  attention,  even  if  a  simple  call  of  his  name  (  his  actual  name,  and  not  some  absurd  nickname  )  would  be  just  fine.  ❝  of  course  not,  i  just  find  it  amusing  that  you’re  named  after  one  of  the  gods  associated  with  law.  ❞  and  music,  klavier’s  other  love  in  life,  even  if  it  isn’t  as  obvious  here  in  castle  town  as  it  was  back  home.  ❝  but  if  you  want,  i’ll  just  go  back  to  calling  you  herr  forehead.  ❞

                    he  thinks  that  perhaps  repeating  ‘  herr  forehead  ’  over  and  over  will  stir  something  within  the  other,  to  make  him  remember  everything  they’ve  been  through.  it’s  selfish  of  him  and  he  knows  that,  and  there  are  many  times  where  he  questions  his  own  actions.  after  all,  after  being  surrounded  by  so  much  death  and  conspiracy,  isn’t  a  reprieve  more  than  welcome  ??  klavier  may  not  have  received  one  himself,  but  that  doesn’t  mean  apollo  doesn’t  deserve  one.  he  knows  that,  without  a  doubt,  he  doesn’t  want  to  tell  apollo  upfront.  there  is  of  course  the  likely  outcome  of  him  not  being  believed,  but  he  also  doesn’t  know  what  adverse  effects  that  might  cause.  the  human  psyche  is  difficult  for  him  to  wrap  his  head  around  outside  courtroom  situations.  

                    the  smirk  on  his  lips  turns  into  something  more  genuine  at  apollo’s  words,  always  happy  to  spend  time  with  him.  ❝  say  no  more,  herr  forehead.  i’m  always  happy  to  have  a  study  buddy.  ❞  his  classes  are  fairly  easy  for  him  considering  not  only  his  natural  talents  (  though  becoming  a  prosecutor  at  seventeen  isn’t  an  option  here  in  castle  town,  but  he  can’t  help  but  think  that’s  a  good  thing  for  several  reasons  )  but  also  the  fact  that  he  has  seen  most  of  the  material  before.  there  are  obviously  different  procedures  in  this  strange  new  place,  but  nothing  he  can’t  adapt  to.  ❝  what  did  you  want  to  start  with  ??  ❞

[gviltylove]

claude !

&&  — HE CAN HEAR THE PERSON IN FRONT OF HIM TALKING , BUT HE CAN’T REALLY FIND A REASON TO LISTEN. it’s not unsual to find claude in this predicament , clearly bored out of his mind as his eyes drift from the dark , amber gaze before him over to the figure across the room , almost immediately keeping his attention on them. “ eh , i think i’m good and about done with this conversation. ” nobody could say claude every claimed to be graceful about these things because , well… he didn’t. not really when it came to people talking his ear of. without any hesitation , he moves over to the person he spotted , leaning against the wall as he offers them a small smile. “ thank god you looked at me , i was so fucking bored over there. ” shrugging , he looks over to the person he just ditched , then back to his new companion. “ lets say we ditch this place , hm ?? i can think of ten better things we could be doing. ”

                    KLAVIER  IS  MORE  often  than  not  a  rather  social  person,  but  there  are  times  where  even  he  prefers  to  sit  (  or  in  this  case,  stand  )  in  solitude  unless  approached.  while  in  castle  town,  this  usually  happens  when  he  is  thinking  about  his  home,  the  one  where  he  lives  a  different  life  to  this  one.  he  still  has  so  many  questions  regarding  why  he  is  here  in  the  first  place,  and  as  much  as  he  is  trying  his  best  to  make  the  most  of  his  castle  town  life,  it’s  only  natural  that  he  would  miss  at  least  some  things  from  his  old  life.  he  doesn’t  mean  to  catch  the  other’s  eyes,  but  he  isn’t  about  to  complain  when  claude  comes  over  and  strikes  up  a  conversation.  ❝  glad  i  could  help,  especially  when  i  didn’t  even  do  anything.  ❞  he  grins  one  of  his  dazzling  grins.  ❝  oh  ??  like  what  ??  i’m  not  opposed,  but  i  do  like  to  know  what  i’m  getting  into  before  i  agree  to  something.  ❞

[gviltylove]

iris !

       ALTHOUGH FEW PEOPLE  thought flowers not to popular during the holiday season ,  the sacred grove was still a rather busy place  —  after all ,  winter flowers  were just as beautiful as all others ,  and that alone kept the shop buzzing during the day .  today specifically ,  it was iris’s turn to close the store ,  which she didn’t mind one bit ;  it gave her the opportunity to spend a bit of  extra time  outside without feeling as if the hours were being wasted ,  and it also allowed her to choose which flowers she’d be bringing home for the week .

        after preparing her own  little bouquet  —  a simple one ,  consisting mostly of  sweet alyssums  and  white camellias ,  she finally exited the store and locked the door behind her ,  slipping the key into the pocket of her dress .  her attentive gaze focused solemnly on the bouquet she carried ;  maybe she should make a similar one for  her sister ,  assuming she would want to have the same arrangement decorating the shared apartment between dahlia and her roommate .  those particular thoughts ran through her mine until she found herself colliding into someone ,  which instantly prompted the girl to apologize .  ❝  a - are you alright ?  i’m sorry ,  i was distracted  and– …  here ,  ❞  in an attempt to repair the small accident ,  iris carefully removed one of the camellias in her bouquet and gave it to the person standing before her ,  ❝  a white camellia for you …  my apologies again .  ❞

                    THERE  ARE  MANY  thoughts  running  through  klavier’s  head  today.  there  are  the  usual  things,  like  the  fact  that  he  is  now  living  in  an  entirely  new  place  with  a  different  legal  system  and  a  new  persona  almost.  then  there  are  the  more  mundane  things,  such  as  assignments  and  classroom  worries  and  the  fact  that  he  was  almost  double-booked  for  two  modelling  jobs  on  the  same  day.  he  is  so  absorbed  in  himself  and  his  own  thoughts  that  he  doesn’t  realise  he  is  about  to  run  into  someone  until  it’s  too  late,  and  he  jumps  back  in  an  attempt  to  give  his  poor  victim  some  space.

                    ❝  ah,  i’m  sorry,  fraulein,  are  you  —  ❞  he  cuts  himself  off  once  he  recognises  who,  exactly,  he’s  speaking  to.  he  takes  the  flower  and  smiles.  ❝  sorry  about  that,  fraulein  iris,  i  didn’t  see  you  there.  i  will  accept  your  flower,  of  course,  but  i  don’t  have  anything  to  offer  you  in  return,  at  least  not  right  here  with  me.  is  there  anything  i  can  do  to  make  it  up  to  you  ??  ❞

[gviltylove]

( willem herbots, cismale, he/him, ace attorney ) * &. i know it must be scary for you, klavier gavin, after surviving the takeover. to turn into someone like klavier gartner, a twenty-one year-old model and student at castle town university, right here in castle town. just remember that you are as charismatic as you are perfectionist, and to be wary, be safe, be true to who you are : heroic through and through.

how have the admins not gotten sick of my apps yet i will never know ( tw for murder )

KLAVIER GAVIN

klavier was a genius prosecutor who went to themis legal academy and debuted at seventeen because he was so good HOWEVER

his older brother kristoph, a sneaky little bitch of a defence attorney, wanted phoenix wright disbarred and so he told klavier that phoenix would be presenting false evidence and gave klavier the means to catch him out. klavier, thinking he was doing the right thing, did just that

fast forward like seven years later and kristoph went to jail for murder

klavier became the prosecutor for apollo justice’s cases (having taken an interest in seeing what he’s about since he’s the one who caught his brother) and while they were rivals he was pretty friendly because he cared more about the truth than anything else tbh

he also had a band called the gavinners where he was the lead vocal and guitarist but in one of the cases he ended up having to convict his bandmate and one of his best friends of murder and thus disbanded them afterwards

so he was not having a good year

then the drew misham case happened and everything went all over the place and klavier discovered that he had gotten an innocent man disbarred and that he had played right into his brother’s hands as his pawn so that was fun

the following year one of his previous mentors at themis was murdered, and while he wasn’t on the case officially, he assisted the wright anything agency in uncovering what happened to her

and all the while he was klavier ‘glimmerous fop’ gavin

KLAVIER GARTNER

klavier remembers everything and he’s confused but he’s trying to make the most of it

he’s a law student at the university mainly because he wants to learn how the law system works in this new strange place

he’s also a model for extra money and he’s still working on his music, but in a more lowkey way that in the og game

he’s sad that people he knows don’t remember him but he’s trying his best and trying to drop hints but also he doesn’t wanna force it because uh some pretty crazy shit happened in aa land

he has a very charismatic personality and it sometimes comes across as flirtatious but it’s unintentional, and he doesn’t date all that much anyway, a habit from his original life where he was just too busy and preferred to focus on his two careers

he can be a bit of a perfectionist though, everything he does has to be held up to his own standard because he refuses to give anyone else anything sub-par