@artsysurvivor The bobbities is a good idea. I'd also like to see your design of Halt (maybe in the AceAttornyAU?). You know, whichever one you have time for nddnak
now I'll preface it that I don't really do "designs" for characters and they tend to slide as I draw them, that's just how I roll. BUT I do tend to have stable elements. ANYWAYS
Okay so! AA!AU halt essentially takes the role of Edgeworth in the OG series (more or less). starts off as a prosecutor at least. family pressure and honor and miracle child and all that. Ferris takes the role of Manfred, tries to frame him for old murder of Pritchard (and he gets his ass saved by Crowley). At these points halt wears an ornate, purple and gold suit the entire time.
after his *cough* DISAPPEARANCE following that he returns and wears a much simpler, deep green suit with subtle silver accents as a homage to pritchard. he also lets his beard grow significantly more ragged and generaly becomes less preocuppied with his image (apart from like. what he wants himself to look like. ie. the suit).
A senior detective in charge of high-profile murder investigations, watching a certain young detective climb through the ranks at a pace he doesn’t like.
Uh, have a spur-of-the-moment Pritchard and Halt scene from the AA!AU? For no reason in particular except that it’s kinda cute and I wanted to write something cute. O’Carrick kids are like 8 in this
Halt is introduced to the horrible, smelly substance known as
coffee
Pritchard, with the two O'Carrick kids on his tail, walked into the mansion and with a low sigh took off his jacket, hanging it on the coat-stand by the door. "Alright, I'm gonna have to stay here for a little bit more before your dad arrives, okay?"
Ferris grumbled something incomprehensible in response, kicked off his shoes and ran upstairs into his room. Pritchard just shrugged and turned to Halt. "You want some tea or something? I'll boil some water."
Halt watched as Pritchard walked into the kitchen, thinking. "Uh. Black tea. Thanks." He took off his shoes properly and went after him. Pritchard nodded and loosened his tie and relaxed his posture, something he never saw Father do. He always had to look proper.
...But he liked how Pritchard looked better. He actually looked friendly, even in his formal suit. Even in the court.
Halt peered over the kitchen counter as Pritchard spun around, preparing everything. "I want my mug. It's the one with trees," he remarked as Pritchard put down the wrong mugs.
"Okay." It took just a few seconds and the problem was fixed with a quick smile. Halt mumbled a thanks and Pritchard, for a second, thought he even saw the kid smile back.
Then Halt noticed that Pritchard didn't put a teabag into his mug, but instead took out this weird cone out of one of the cupboards and started rummaging for something else.
Halt's curiosity was piqued.
"What are you making?" he couldn't help himself.
Pritchard gave him a wry smile as he emerged from behind the counter with a jar full of dark powder. "Coffee." He unscrewed the lid and offered the jar to Halt. "Here, smell it."
Halt took the chance and immediately regretted it, his face scrunched up as he had to take two steps back from the counter, accompanied by Pritchard's laughter. "Ew! That smells bad. You're going to drink that?"
Pritchard replied with a wide grin. "Yeah! What did it smell like to you?"
Halt gave him a suspicious glance as he thought. "Like... Like bitter dirt."
"Ah, that's about how it tastes, too. Delicious," Pritchard nodded as he poured two spoonfuls into the cone, trying to look completely serious, but his eyes gave away the fact that he thought this was absolutely hilarious.
"Who would want to drink something like that?!"
"Grown-ups. That's also why it's a grown-up drink." The water finally boiled and Pritchard poured it into the mugs. The aroma of coffee spread through the room and Halt shuddered.
"Grown-ups have weird tastes."
"Yes, we do," Pritchard laughed and leaned over to Halt. "But let me tell you a secret," he whispered, leaning over to Halt, who immediately walked up, "Some grown-ups might tell you it's blasphemy, but it tastes much better if you smother it in honey. Remember that if you ever decide to have one."
"Ugh, like I'd ever drink something like that!"
Pritchard's only response was a smug grin and a raised eyebrow.
i don't know if I'll ever get back to writing the AA!AU, but here's a few fun (but VERY UNEDITED) bits I've rediscovered:
A coffee-filled mug collided with Morgarath's face at the last second and the two detectives more or less unceremoniously fell to the floor instead.
Crowley just stared, frozen, not knowing what to do. Thankfully, Duncan recovered significantly faster than Morgarath. Probably thanks to the fact he didn't have a coffee-induced concussion.
and
"Ah, thanks." Halt reacted, face completely emotionless. "That would've been an annoying fight."
Crowley snorted. "It sure would. Thank you too. We would be in trouble without your short act over here."
Halt gave him a death stare and waved the knife he took from Teezal in the air. "Make another one of your jokes and I'll carve something into your other hand too."
or:
after the Incident(tm) Halt even starts grooming himself better but he turns up the scruffiness after his find-myself-trip
how do I deal with the Pauline/Mia parallel? I'd rather eat my own shoes than to kill of one of the like 3 female characters
