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Trucy Wright; Magician (Sideblog to guilty-love)

[milk-addicc]

“a failed misdirection”

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[magicaltrucy]

aptlyattorney​:

“ I’m not a kid, jeez…” If there’s anything he’s learned just by having Trucy as his co-counsel and  the technical CEO of  the WAA, she couldn’t be stopped once she started. Though addressing a child, Apollo fails to hold himself back from the obvious assertion. Flinching bodily when he steps down from the stage,he mumbles about where he could’ve fixed his trajectory or been a little more confident about his form while he stretched his leg out.

“Don’t make such a big fuss.I think I did something to my ankle-  but, I’m  fine! Really!” Apollo holds his hand out to take it from her to administer his own medicine, pulling himself up from his slumped sitting position.

Trucy is very well aware of the fact that Apollo is not a child anymore. But she is used to taking care of others, simply by being Phoenix Wright’s daughter. Her daddy hurt himself often enough and she is always there to treat his injuries, the cuts and bumps and sometimes even the aching of his heart.

She doesn’t want to see Apollo hurt. Especially not because it is her fault too.

I am not making a fuss. I am just making sure my assistant is fine. That’s also the duty of a magician, you know?

She gently slaps Apollo’s hand away when he tries to reach out for the first-aid-kit. Of course she wouldn’t allow him to apply the antiseptic himself. She carefully puts some of it onto a cotton pad before turning towards Apollo, applying the sharp substance with gentle dabs on his scrapped cheek.

Your ankle? That’s no good. We have to look at it. You can’t jump through the hoops if your foot is injured, after all.

[magicaltrucy]

aptlyattorney​:

More failings of the school system never surprised, but, he could inform her father of some gaps needing to be filled if the subject ever came up.  Though he wasn’t employed to be a caretaker,  it was becoming part of his routine to care a little bit more than the typical co-worker of the youngest Wright. Thoughts of concern was knocked out of his head when the concrete jostles him, head bowing as far as his knee while he squeezed his eyes shut.  A swollen bump the size of a chicken egg  forms  on his his forehead in the most unfortunate of circumstances,  already reaching up to ghost his fingers over it and hiss. Getting to his feet, he heaves his body forward , awkwardly  stepping backward, taking hold of the only hoop still standing while he salutes back at Trucy with a gentle chuckle. 

“ I think… I’ll have to call it for practice for tonight. You’ve got at least a week before the show, right?”

Trucy does she the scuffed cheek and, when Apollo touched it and hissed, the little bump forming on his forehead. She frowns when he heaves himself up, but at least that’s a good sign, showing her that he is not injured on his legs.

You have to be more careful with tricks like that!

Yeah, I still got a week time before the first show... go and sit down in the front row! I’ll get the first-aid-kit.

She rushes off before he can decline the offer of her, helping him. It’s not the first time Trucy needs the first-aid-kit because of some injury that happens during practice, so she knows by know where to find it. And luckily, the owner is responsible enough to restock it whenever the young magician needs something out of it.

She returns only moments later, the small, red box safely under her hands.

Did you hurt yourself anywhere else, aside from the cheek and the forehead? What about knees and elbows?

[magicaltrucy]

aptlyattorney​:

  Smiles are never rare on Trucy,  less so when  he’s doing his best to be accompanying while keeping his immediate complaints internal.  It ought to be easier when he was following a line of reasoning that didn’t seem as life-threatening as half of her tricks. “ Two yards… They’re  not teaching you guys the metric system either, huh?”  His smile spreads for a brief moment, and then melts back into focus,  easing a breath out while he  measures out again through his head, tapping his foot against the ground while he measures in the air along the line of the hoops, following out his path with a few directions murmured to himself. “… I think I’ve got this.” Apollo claps his hands together, stretching his arms out  and shaking up his wrists as  he sets up the trampoline,  giving it a few testing bounces with his hand as he’s walking past it. A soft ramp is dragged into place, stepping back as far as the other wall.  “…Two, three-!” Bare feet smack against the floor, charging down the stage-  He barely skims the first hoop before  his arms shoot out to grab the next in a brief panic of opening his eyes at the wrong time, tumbling down in a mess of decorative plastic and limbs. Apollo groans into the ground, pride more hurt than his sore elbow and scuffed cheek.

Not really, no. We learned about it, briefly but it’s not required for exams so I don’t really study it in detail.

She’s bus enough already. Busier than all her classmates. But that is the price if you carry the legacy of a group of famous magicians. And Trucy carries her legacy with pride.

She doesn’t interrupt Apollo when he sets up the trampoline himself. He does have more than enough practice by now to know where to put it, to calculate himself how high he will jump and how far he will get. Trucy does watch him and makes her own calculations - the height of the rings, how far away from the trampoline do they have to be for him to be comfortable, how much fire is good to handle and how to protect Apollo from getting burned.

Trucy does see him try to jump but she is too lost in thoughts to realize that things are not as they should be. She reacts just a little too late, having Apollo tumbling down in a bunch of requisites.

Apollo!

The young girl rushes over to Apollo, kneeling down besides him. She quickly removes the requisites that cover part of the young man, looking over his face worried.

Apollo, are you okay? Are you hurt?

[magicaltrucy]

wrightandcoanythingagency​:

“Is that so?” Phoenix laughed as his daughter planted the biggest kiss she could against his cheek. He turned his head and returned the favor, giving her a nice scratchy stubbly kiss on the cheek. He’d have to shave later.

“Well, then I hope I’m the only one you’ve kissed today.”

Trucy didn’t mind the stubble that scratched her cheek at all. She was used to feel stubble against her face when giving her Dad kisses. At least it didn’t tickle as much as her real father’s little beard had.

You are the only one I’ve kissed today buuuuuut not because I didn’t want to kiss anyone else.

I didn’t find Uncle Larry so I couldn’t give him his kiss today. But he will definitely get it when I see him again!

[magicaltrucy]

💋 for any of my muses

You know what? The kids in my school told me that today is International Kissing Day!

And that means that you are getting an extra big kiss today!

She chuckles as she walks closer to Phoenix, tiptoeing to be tall enough to give her beloved Dad a big kiss on the cheek.

[guilty-love]

Today is international kissing day!

Send 💋 for a kiss from my character!

[milk-addicc]

“Ah ha ha! But you’ll always be Daddy’s little baby girl to me, Trucy." 

Phoenix has to let go of his daughter one day. 

Happy Father’s Day.

here’s an extra, Trucy and her two dads on her happiest day.

[magicaltrucy]

Trucy has appeared! What to do?

> Feed > Pet > Awkward hug > Ravish  

[magicaltrucy]

aptlyattorney​:

“…At least you’re excited.”

“ It should be easy just to try and do a flip at the end, if I land it just right. A somersault,  I might end up ruining my hair if I roll like that, and I want to look at my best when I do the trick.”  As part of his duties as Official Assistant, he must be the one to acquire all props and necessary items, and thus trails off to the back of the stage to try and figure out which of these things wrapped in tarp was what he needed.  Eventually he came dragging out with it,  trying to  measure in his mind what he’d need. “How  high can this trampoline send me?”

Of course I am excited! This trick will be the cherry on the ice cream that is the whole show!

The greater the finale is the better!

Like the good assistant he is Apollo leaves to fetch the trampoline while Trucy begins setting up the rings on their designed positions. Of course she will not set them on fire - for now. But she wants to try the trick a few times to make sure that nothing will go wrong in the evening.

As much as she loves teasing Apollo and bringing him into difficult situations she would never want him to be hurt. Especially not because of one of her magic tricks.

Huh? Uhm, well, I think it sent me up about one or two yards? It depends on how hard you jump on it of course.

[magicaltrucy]

aptlyattorney​:

 “Somersaults are not that easy…” Apollo paces around the arrangement of the hoops,  brows knitting while he  shakes one to test its’ form. They were flimsy at best, not meant for a lot of mistakes, as far as he could feel when he squeezed one of the frames. “ It’s going to be rough starting from the floor.  Don’t you have a trampoline I could launch off of?” He pulls up the first hoop to be the highest,  just a little taller than himself while he  seems to be tracing a path in  the air with his finger.

“I still don’t like the ears thing-  but we could make this work- and I’ll look cooler if I jump from a high height instead.”

Well, somersaults are easier than a flip, right? Or do you want to do a flip instead?

She muses about the suggestion Apollo has made, about using an trampoline. The suggestion is a smart one, she has honestly not thought about it.

I do have a trampoline in the back, yeah. I think you’re onto something with that... also, with jumping on the trampoline before jumping trough the rings you will even more look like a bunny with the ears! That’s perfect!

[magicaltrucy]

taiyodoroki​:

“WHAAAAAA–!?”

Apollo recoils harshly, not unlike when his expertly crafted deductions are destroyed in court. “Wh-Where’d you even get that idea, Trucy!?” He waves his hands in front of him quickly. “We’re just friends!”

Sure, he and the prosecutor had gotten more friendly recently, but… Is that really how it looks!?

He shakes his head, slamming his fists onto his desk. “Stop messing around! Why would I date someone and still refer to them by their last name!?” He shakes his head again. This is ridiculous…! “We’re just friends!” Apollo repeats, voice pitched a liiiittle too high at the end. His face heats up.

Hehehe, so I were right about Prosecutor Gavin.

Of course you are late because of him. Who wouldn’t be late because of him? He’s really good-looking.

Trucy simply ignores what Apollo says, simply ignores his objections. She has finally found something that unsettles him and of course she would tease him even more now.

You only keep calling him by his last name because you are becoming a stuttering mess when you are around him. A clear sign that you are fancying him!

She chuckles before taking a very satisfied sip from her hot chocolate.

If I am not right, then why were you late at work those last few days, hm?

[magicaltrucy]

taiyodoroki​:

Oh boy, I’m getting hit with the family excuse now. Maybe it’s time I switch gears. He can tell the conversation is just going to go in circles, but Apollo doesn’t mind too much. He missed silly banter like this.

He’ll never say it out loud, though.

“So, let me get this straight: you throw a curve ball at me at seven in the morning by accusing me of joining the yakuza of all things, and when I naturally deny your wild accusation, you say I’m hiding some sort of secret lover instead.” He leans back in his chair, drumming his fingers on his desk. “And then you accused me of both!” He places his left hand over his chest, blinking as if shocked. “That’s not very caring of you. I thought we were family!”

Apollo shakes his head, letting out a laugh. “You’re late to work a few times and suddenly you’re the head of the yakuza. A hard truth, indeed.”

Well, what other excuse would you have for showing up late a few days in a row? Except...

Now it was time. Time to play her trump card, the final accusation. The one she had build up everything towards. That wild story about Apollo being a Yakuza and the little hint about the lover.

This time, Trucy could play her final accusation.

You are meeting with Prosecutor Gavin before work because he is your secret lover!

[magicaltrucy]

aptlyattorney​:

 Getting out of the office really did feel like a field trip when he had to look after Trucy.  It’d become a bit of his own chore, but after a while of just being the test rat,  he’d seen to it to at least be a reliable tester. It’s early enough in the day that he sees no reason not to take her on his bike to the little theater she’d been booked for this week. The afternoon was shaping up to be pleasant for this early in the summer, and maybe, it wouldn’t go to  a hundred and ten degrees in a place that was bound to be poorly air conditioned.

“Remind me again,I’m supposed to jump through these hoops on all fours, and then-?”

Trucy loves roaming the city with Apollo. It doesn’t matter if she’s helping him with investigation for a case or if he accompanies her to the theater for her practice. It’s a nice chance of pace to leave the office too, and riding on his bike with him is also fun.

Trucy cannot complain about having Apollo around. But she wouldn’t tell him all those things. She doesn’t want it to get to his head, after all.

You jump through the burning hoops an all fours and then you make a flip and land on your feet!

There is a brief silence before she continues.

Or, in case you can’t do a flip you can also do a somersault instead.

[magicaltrucy]

taiyodoroki​:

He snorts. “Remember who you’re talking to. I don’t need to remind you about the day Dhurke and I went to Mt. Mitama, do I?” A perfect example- that whole day was a train wreck.

He sets his cup on his desk, rolling his eyes fondly despite his irritation. Looks like the topic won’t be dropped so easily. Par for the course, really. “Curiosity is one thing,” he chides lightly, “being intrusive is another. Just admit it, you’re prodding.”

I’m not prodding!

Of course she is prodding and of course she is aware of it but would she admit that in front of Apollo? Well, of course she wouldn’t. That would only be an easy win for the lawyer.

I’m just caring, you know? You do that with family. Caring for each other. And I care for you.

Oh, playing the family-card. Trucy really wants to know.

[magicaltrucy]

@neonnecro​

Ohh, you have really pretty hair, Mister!

[magicaltrucy]

taiyodoroki

“You’re still just a kid, which makes you a princess! A /trouble-making/ princess, but a princess nonetheless.”

Being a princess is fine too.

As a princess I do have less responsibilities after all!