[ @kkristoph.bsky.social ] Lana spent most of her days waking up, going to work, going home, and then going to sleep. The routine was comforting — it kept her mind occupied from memories that she would rather leave forgotten. Some days, however, she switched things for herself. cont.

Explain to me why the administration decided it best that /I/ spearhead the preparations for Foundation Day after this?

Del Terman. "Prosecution's ready. Let's skip the chat and get to the trial already." ~ Delia. ~ Rookie prosecutor, only a few months' experience. ~ Point first, think later. ~ Driven by a hatred for criminals and defence attorneys. #AceAttorneyRP #OC

"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘥." ♡︎ + ⟳

"Ha...! Don't you know anything? No matter the man, we all wear masks... Either on our faces or over our hearts." More info below...

> Now that I'm here, I'm going to whip this place into shape! You just concentrate on your work and don't mind me at all! ❥ timeline flexible ❥ untagged spoilers for all games ❥ pg-13 for language & dark themes (PROSHIP/NSFW DNI) ❥ more info below ⬇️

// wow guys I am so busy. You have. No idea I’m so angry about a lot of things that I thought were already resolved…………. I will return fully once the term ends in about two weeks or so😔😔😔 I need to lock in fr

I must apologize… the academy is holding a weekend-long event. See to it that I will return by Monday or so.

After downing 3 lozenges and some hot teas... My throat no longer hurts. My nose, however...

// me when I played Peak with my friends for 2 straight hours let's go

... ( Lana smiled solemnly. She knew what that was like. It was almost cathartic hearing those sentiments echoed back at her, but it didn't make it any less bitter in her mouth. ) ...I'm the last person who could give you unbiased thoughts about this, but... I think that you will. I believe it.

Really. ( Lana raised a brow. ) I've seen more intimidating men in prison before. (She teased lightly.) When you reach my age, you'll look back at your current self and think you're just a boy.

( Lana smiled. ) I can see why. (She joked flatly) You're lucky I'm already desensitized. It's a shame that people find either of you fearsome. They're missing out on... petting a hawk.

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( Lana looked very uncomfortable. She rubbed her shoulder firmly... )

( Her touch was gentle... Yet rigid and unsure. ) I have yet to touch any sort of bird. Until now, that is... ( She murmured, the words leaving her freely as she helped Taka preen. ) He's pretty. I like the bandana.

Hm… May I…? ( Lana asked, her slightly raised hand and tilt of her head just as hesitant as her words. )

Huh. Would you look at that. ( Lana lowered her head down slightly to be eye-level with the avian. ) Hello... Is he high maintenance?

Oh? And what's their name? ( Might as well entertain this new quirky batch of prosecutors. It's always nice to gain new connections... )

( She had a hand over her mouth as she spoke, voice slightly muffled from the food in her mouth. ) ...Morning. Mr. Blackquill. ( She lowered her hand once her mouth was cleared, then washed it down with the bottle of some shitty café au lait. )

( Lana had seen him around during one of her visits to the prosecutor's building, when one of her former students wanted to consult with her on a case... '...Prosecutors these days.' She commented under her breath as she watched the young man walk past her. ...She bit into her donut. )

( Lana watched the rain through the convenience store window... She should have been at work by now. )

I'll take your word for it then. Perhaps I ought to challenge you one of these days, old friend.

( Lana didn't notice the text at first. She fell asleep on the couch right after Miles' departure. She couldn't bear to stay awake after that embarrassment of a situation, after all. ...But of course, being an instructor, she couldn't ignore her messages. cont.

... ( Lana watched as Miles left, a whispered "you too" barely escaped past her lips. ...Damn it. Could things have gone different if she at least tried to act normal? If just wasn't this— ... There was no point in dwelling in it anymore. ...This place is a mess. )

...Ah... I have a sore throat.

... ( Lana squeezed Miles' hand back and nodded silently. ) ...We'll see.

Impressive. ...Actually, on second thought, Having a high winstreak is one thing, but to never lose... Is quite strange. Is my assumption unfounded?

". . . 𝐇𝐦𝐩𝐡. . . 𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐣𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐆𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐭, 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲." - Ace Attorney Roleplay - Ships with chem - All AA timelines - MV/MS - OC and Crossover friendly ♥️ + 🔁 ?

"𝙇𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣, 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙣 𝙖 𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙣!" - Ace Attorney Roleplay - Ships with chem - All AA timelines - MV/MS - OC and Crossover friendly ♥️ + 🔁 ?

"𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑤𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑜𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒. 𝑊ℎ𝑦, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑠𝑘? 𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑇𝑟𝑢𝑡ℎ." - Ace Attorney Roleplay - Ships with chem - All AA timelines - MV/MS - OC and Crossover friendly ♥️ + 🔁 ?

"𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆, 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒓." - Ace Attorney Roleplay - Ships with chem - Turnabout Beginnings/Turnabout Reminiscence - MV/MS - OC and Crossover friendly ♥️ + 🔁 ?

... ( Lana let out another sigh. She seemed to have calmed down for the most part. Her breaths slowed to a gentle pace. ) ... You must be busy tomorrow, no? ...You may do as you please, but... Don't let my current state keep you for long. cont.

Headaches...

( Lana had been shaking from the strange rush of adrenaline procured. She fidgeted with her sleeve to stop herself. ) ... ...God, sorry, I... Sorry. Just sorry. I didn't... mean to get all hysterical like that, I... ( A shuddered sigh left her lips. ) ...It's... hard to believe, I— cont.

( Oh. Well, isn't that nostalgic. ) ...Poker? Of all things? ( Perhaps there were better things to question. But she figured he wouldn't like to recount that. ) Why, are you any good at it?

( Lana sucked in one final breath of her cigarette before she swiftly discarded it. ) Yes... Yes, sorry. I'm alright. ( She took in a deep breath as she patted her chest and cleared her throat. ) Just— (She gently pushed Miles' hand away.) That was... another time. Or... something. cont.

... ( It was hard to even look at Miles with the words spoken to her. Lana hadn't noticed, but she had let her expression drop to a frown — the cigarette freely burned, and its ashes crumbled out the window. ) ...... ( Only her lips moved to show a stiff smile. ) Well, I'm... Flattered.

That so. ...Well. That's very good for you. (She said, her gaze now stretched out the window. There wasn't much to look at... just a fence.) Once you stop... let it stay that way. Don't be like me. ( She said jokingly. Or not... The chuckle came out more awkward than she intended. )

...I suppose. I heard stories, yet... not much beyond that. If that still brings you some comfort.

I don't recall you ever smoking to begin with. ( Lana couldn't help but comment before she finally kept the box away from view. ) ...Probably because I didn't smoke back then. ( She chuckled before she took another puff. )

... ( Lana gently pushed the box of cigarettes toward him. A silent offer. )

( Lana opened the window to do just that — smoke. It was quiet after that, but it wasn't unpleasant for her. Miles was good company, after all. After a few minutes, she'd crush the cigarette on the well-used ash tray before reaching for another. )

( Lana nodded in reply, a hint of a smile quirked the corner of her lip. She then took some steps away toward a window and pulled out a small box. ) Mind if I smoked?

It's hard. Seeing Ema all grown up now...

( Lana silently worked on Miles' tea first. She poured the majority of it onto the teacup before the little creamer packet. It was not quite milk, but it's functionally the same. She then grabbed a tall glass for herself and poured the final remnants down to the dregs. cont.