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Clay was driving about the city today since he had a few errands to get done. Once he was done with all that, he was most likely going to head home until he was driving down one of the streets and saw Feenie walking down it.
And even more noticeably: the galaxy-patterned sweater he was wearing. “!!!!!!!” And so, he pulls over and honks his horn to get his attention. “Yooo, Mr. Wright! What are you up to: and where did you find such a cool sweater?!”
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If he wasn’t at the office at night, then he’d usually be at home right now; however, he was out and about to walk to the store so that he can buy some ingredients to make dinner.
Stifling a yawn, he shuffled through some music on his phone while having his headphones in to listen to it. And while he was walking and looked up at the sky, he could have sworn for a second he saw a certain someone flying about.
“.....What the?” Pausing his music, he takes another good look at the sky to see if him being tired is messing with his mind. To see if he’s really seeing his unbeknownst sister flying around the night sky pretty far in the distance on the broom like a witch.
(”Tr....Trucy?!?!?! Am I seeing things right now?!?! How is she....!!!!”)
*nix wearing a bright green coat with matching gloves* "Don't you say a damn thing."
As Nix insisted, Phoenix didn’t say anything; so instead, he just laughs at him.
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“Well, that’s half true. Though you should know that it’s thanks to some spy’s that you’re even alive right now.” *Puts cigarette out and tosses it* “Don’t blame you for despising them; heard what you went through. That Phantom seems to like making lives miserable in multiple worlds.”
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Giggling, she hugged her ‘dad’ even tighter, nuzzling face against his chest. “Hehe, we sure did! And when this one suspicious looking guy tried running away, I leaped and gave him a mean sidekick! Even the other officers were impressed!”
“That, and I’m always super glad to see you, Dad!!!”
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A snicker leaving his mouth, he looks down at the shorter one, one hand at his hip while his other hand rested on top Apollo’s head.
“I’m not sure I like the implication I do not take my cases seriously as well, Herr Forehead: I just like doing things my way. You never see me being judgemental when you do your ‘Chords of Steel’ or bluffing in court all the time, do you?”
“By god, not this stupid argument again. Let us draw a line in the sand on this foolish dispute for the sake of everyone present, shall we.”
“Wright is not wrong in saying that the object in reference is, indeed a stepladder...however...”
“...as is clearly implied by the name, a stepladder is still a type of ladder, meaning Miss Fey is still correct in calling it a ladder.”
“Ergo, it can be deduced that Wright is a stickler for such minute details. It’s rather ironic considering that, in court, he usually fails to think of such things. Perhaps he should apply this philosophy to his job, and he might not struggle so much as he does.”
“But rather than give that mindset some actual practicality, he wastes it on causing arguments over a generalization that is, by no means, factually wrong. Thus, in claiming such a statement is wrong and attempting to correct it, Wright himself is the one losing in this argument, as a stepladder, while still more specific in its name, still falls under the classification of ‘ladder,’ meaning that all he really proves is that, as is often the case, he loves to waste everyone’s precious time over things that don’t actually matter.”
“That is all.”
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Phoenix had been so busy the past few weeks, he was out doing cases and whatnot until it was practically almost midnight. And while he somewhat didn’t mind it too badly, there was only one downside to that: seeing and interacting with Trucy a lot less.
But now he’s got everything done for now, he finally can have a few days off. So waking up this morning, he sees his daughter in the living room. Smiling, he sits next to her, giving her hair a little ruffle.
“Hey there, kiddo. Guess who doesn’t have to do any cases today or for the next few days?”
