#bindingties

[legalbrats]

A starter for @bindingties​!

“Excuse me?” Klavier had a smile on his face, but his overall expression was confusion. He wasn’t sure what he was seeing. But it didn’t look very legal to him. 

“The moment I saw you I simply had to ask...” He leaned down, his voice sweet like honey despite what he was about to say “...are you breaking into Herr Chief Prosecutor’s office?”

[bodejustice]

@bindingties​ continued bad work conduct

It takes both a hand half-covering his mouth and biting his lips for Bobby to keep from laughing. He clears his throat slightly.

“If a fire alarm rings in a building, sir, and everyone is distracted and upset about it, does that mean they’re obsessed, then??”

[lapiscorde]

@bindingties from x

Oddly coloured eyes blinked in pure confusion at the other’s rambling, half trying to unscramble it himself as he fidgets with his glasses. “That isn’t how prosecutors work, they rarely collaborate... are you just trying to waste my time?” He asks, offended almost as he leans back in the chair a bit. “This is more than a mess, a man is dead, and you were around the area, it is logical to suspect you until more evidence arises.”

[aceattorneynotquiteanon]

@bindingties [continued from x]

Who’s the one clinging to an idealized younger self now?  Edgeworth still gets more credit than Phoenix: it’s not a third grader he’s trying to resurrect fifteen years later, but some stupid hotshot attorney.  One who’s too pure and good and capable to do any wrong.  But really?  Edgeworth thinks he can bring that Phoenix back by cutting this one off from the one connection he has?  

“You know me.  When have I ever done what’s wise?”  He pulls Trucy’s hat down over his head and turns away, hiding his eyes twofold.

“What’s next, giving me The Talk?  Because you’re right, that was flirting.  Little more than that, tonight.”  Phoenix pulls out from his pocket what Kristoph slid across the table in a moment where Edgeworth was away.  A room key to the Gatewater Hotel and a condom.  He’s not exactly presenting them, but it’s not hard to see what’s in his hand.

They had been headed on this trajectory for a while, but of course Kristoph would put this on the table when Edgeworth was visiting.  According to Maya (… and a few others) it was obvious to anyone with a brain that Phoenix was in love with Edgeworth. (Which really made Phoenix feel great about his own intelligence, given that he’d only made it all the way to that conclusion about a week before State vs. Gramarye.)  Of course Kristoph would see this as “making them official,” laying his claim or whatever the fuck.

Sex isn’t really a big deal for Phoenix.  Yeah, it’s pleasant, but on a similar level to getting donuts.  He’s not exactly opposed to getting physical with Kristoph, but it’s going to open up a whole new layer of meanings and implications and ties.  One that would still be easier to navigate than what would happen if he refused.  

He couldn’t care less what most people would think of him for this.  But Edgeworth just as much as said that Phoenix is tainting himself by talking to Kristoph.  What would he make of this?

[nonestinventus]

@bindingties {Klavier} liked for the siren!

{💎}- Klavier was an excellent musician, and Thalassa rather enjoyed being able to perform with him or even just assist in the creation of new songs, so she naturally felt guilty for her divided attention in their meeting.

It had been nearly two years since their first meeting -- since she’d first been reunited with her son -- and all that was on her mind was how she was going to tell Apollo the truth, and whether he would hate her or not.

Thalassa snapped back to reality when she realized she had missed everything her friend had just said. Her lips pursed together as guilt washed over her.

“My apologies, Mr. Gavin... I did not mean to ignore you at all; there seems to be too much on my mind today...”

[apollyjustice]

“So I guess I won’t be buying glass coffee tables anytime soon, huh?”

“Don’t want you breaking it and giving yourself more scars.”

[lchiryu]

@bindingties // cont Come on - deep breaths just like Justine and Miles would always tell him. There was a moment before the prosecutor responded, mainly trying to compose himself as best as he could before responding. Thankfully Kay was able to use her outstanding deduction skills to realize something was up with the rookie Prosecutor. 『Kay 🐦 』 They didn’t tru..st me wwhen I said II wwould be fine stayinng at work 『Kay 🐦 』So I was sent bacK home but..... 『Kay 🐦 』 I diidn’t wantt to trouble Justine in leaving work, and Mistter Edgeworth ..iS always busy aswelll.... 『Kay 🐦 』 P...Please com eovver I’ll leave the wi,indow open

[flawedkept]

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An Angry Lecture

A sharpened glare that rivals that of a blade rests on his adoptive father on the other side of the prison bars. He dares to take a step closer, silver hues brightened with fury. “Tell me, sir, was everything in my life a lie? What else did you hide from me? What else did you fake around me? I remember you asking me what I wanted to do with my life, and I had hope that you weren’t as cruel and wicked as everyone made you out to be, and yet, here we are. The very man that I looked up to, that I dared to idolize, was the one who destroyed my entire life. You and your rotten obsession with perfection, an obsession you forced upon me.” His words fly out, sharper than his glare, sharper than the badge that weighs heavily in his pocket. He dares another step closer, hatred burning in his eyes. “You made me into your shadow, into your mold, into a monster. You tried to shape me to be just like you, and you nearly had it. You left me with scars that I know will never heal, and you take pride in that. You enjoyed it, you enjoyed leaving your mark on me, physically, mentally. You treated this like a sick game, and that’s why you deserve to rot here in this prison until you face execution, and that is what I’ll enjoy.”