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Ema walked onto the crime scene, simultaneously feeling like it had been ages since she had last done this and like investigation was just like breathing. As a forensic investigator, she got called on to do the kind of analytical work that had previously just been a fun bonus before. Today’s crime scene was especially bloody, and she was curious about how it had all managed to get splattered like that.

An officer working the perimeter of the crime scene gave her a nervous sort of nod- almost like he’d seen a ghost. Ema supposed that was that happened when you were widely reported to be in a coma for nine months after getting struck by lightning. "Guess that’s just the first day back on the job,” she mumbled to herself, reaching into her bag in hopes of finding some gloves so that she could get to work on assessing where that much blood had come from.

She felt a little funny as she went through the motions of preserving the crime scene and digging around for what might not have been so obvious. Ema could not place just what felt wrong. Was she tired? Too full of energy? Whatever it was, she felt like her heart was moving too fast, as she stood up only to be met with an intruder to her space. “I need five minutes more with this crime scene, and then you can have me... or the crime scene. Whatever’s more interesting to you.”

#blood tw #wrightrpagency #//FLASH AU FLASH AU THANK YOU CAITLIN #feel free to pick who of the three is here to badger #or... blue badger her

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Lassoing together a Trucy Support Team? Difficult, and already halfway to disaster.

Trucy is here at the Wonder Bar for her usual gig, and there’s always the possibility ( but never the guarantee ) that Mr. Wright and Mr. Edgeworth will show up to watch her perform. Apollo’s emotionally drained just enough to cross his fingers and hope that Phoenix is too preoccupied tonight with his next convoluted, bloodless vengeance scheme or basement dwelling poker game to show up.

Because, why yes, he’s still avoiding Phoenix, but completely aside from his petty ( ? ) grudge, having his ‘mentor’ in the same room as his ‘rival prosecutor’ presents itself as the foundation for a horrible time, which Apollo is still trying to avoid despite Clay and Vera not being able to attend. There’s the off - chance any of the Kitaki’s will be somewhere in the audience ( Trucy had really endeared herself to Plum, apparently ) but Plum and Winfred hardly made for novelty spectators anymore.

All he has for Trucy’s surprise is Klavier, and unfortunately for Klavier, all he has for somewhat - social company while Trucy performs is a nervy Apollo, because for some damn reason, his stomach is all in knots and has been since he arrived early to assist with makeup, hair, props, and whatever else he thought he could help with. Maybe he’s overcompensating, after dodging Trucy for nearly a month’s time, but his griping had been to a definite minimum all during setup.

Now, there’s only thing left to be done:

Mr. Euro Rocker

Where are you??? On your way? I hope you’re on your way.

It’s still some time before Klavier can be feasibly considered ‘late,’ but the best remedy for his anxiety, in his mind, is to nag the primary cause of it. Especially seeing as there’s nothing else left for him to do.

Mr. Euro Rocker

Every minute you’re late will result in an additional $5,000 fine.

Last minute cancellation may result in bodily harm.

#this is... hmm. meh - ish. but i felt like writing... so i did my best ;w;#feeling like writing =/= producing good writing #wrightrpagency #wrightrpagency ( klavier. )

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She had just finished her training session with Rayfa for the day. They had been training since 5AM, and Maya was full of energy after concluding their training session with a good meditation session. She knew that Ema was probably busy with Prosecutor Sahdmadhi, so she couldn’t hang out with her. She found herself wondering if Apollo was too busy to hang out. Probably, but maybe she could help him with his case load or something. Anything to push away the impending boredom that she was guaranteed to feel if she just went back to her room for the day.

Maya pulled out her phone and sent a text message to Apollo.