⠀ “ It takes a little bit for the dead to remember what happened to them. Sometimes its as if nothing did for lucky ones.. but you’re one of the restless kinds, I know it. “ a simple response as they free themselves of a coil. carefully taking to the side of the spirit. eyes narrowed. ⠀

⠀ .. investigation. that sounds nice. it was the sole reason it opted to meet her in the first place. there were pieces to uncover, to reconnect for a picture it feels almost desperate in retrieving. it’s gathered a good many.. but not enough. suppose they can get through this together. ⠀

⠀ aside from the fact it.. was an assistant, and that who they worked beside lacked a job, not really. but they still seem troubled about it. ⠀

⠀ 🥹 ⠀

⠀ .. the tune has it staring. a strange sense of excitement, what has it lifting its head until- that’s .. that’s it. tHAT’S IT! you’re DEFINITELY a phoenix! just like that, its back up on four feet! and yapping up a storm! will you settle down?! the phone call — ! ⠀

⠀ its eyes never narrow despite his already doing so. just slowly raising its talons as the contest continues.. ⠀

⠀ a huff. grumpily flopping on the ground in defeat. hhoooww do I ask questions you GET.. ⠀

⠀ NAAAME. YOUR N A M E! you said one! what’s YOURS? no way you’re ‘Maya’! nudge nudge. it seems almost desperate in its gesturing— ugh. this isn’t gonna work. ⠀

⠀ TH. THE OTHER ONE. uh.. ⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝑭𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑺𝑬 𝑫𝑬𝑴𝑶𝑵𝑺, ⠀⠀ &&. 𝑺𝑬𝑳𝑳 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑺𝑶𝑼𝑳 — ⠀⠀( 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑾𝑯𝑶𝑳𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑳𝑭. ) ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ݁ ˖ ⚖️ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ bsky.app/profile/veri...

⠀ and as if on cue, those ears perk up! and they’re nudging against him even more aggressively! YOU KNOW THE NAME. YOU KNOW IT! that’s MINE— I think. you do NOT seem like a Maya, porcupine! ⠀

⠀ another bleat, followed by them moving a bit closer. a light nudge against the shoulder.. you! i wanna know YOU. well. i DO know you but i can’t figure out what name is yours and w h y i know it so i need YOU to say it! simple? simple! things would be easier if there was no barrier. ⠀

⠀ this is FAR from asking any question. but.. this felt nice. it even seems to be purring a little! not what it wanted though. another pat. ⠀

⠀ this time, it leaves its claws over his head. a bleat. .. that is ALSO not how you ask questions. ⠀

⠀ raising its talons. .. patting him. once. twice. rather forcefully! this isn’t how you ask questions ⠀

⠀ i know you. spill your name porcupine. .. he can’t understand that, you— ⠀

⠀ ITS . um. the name is right on its tongue. it knows it they swear ⠀

"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 ♥️ + 🔁 ?

⠀ “ Naturally! You only just woke up with ‘em.. it’ll take a bit for the pain to go away. But nothing a toughie like you can’t handle, right? “ such a light voice, optimistic. a beacon amidst a storm of hurt and misery, the slightest brush of sunlight over the thunder that scorched him. ⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐈’𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐓 ; )) 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓, ⠀⠀𝑭𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑺 𝑰 𝑪𝑨𝑵’𝑻 𝑵𝑬𝑮𝑳𝑬𝑪𝑻. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ݁ ˖ 🗝️ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ bsky.app/profile/amic...

⠀ every detail dotting this form was to be noted. rugged and fatigued, weighed by the misfortune of mortality that no longer grips her. the spiritual energy to leak from him is intense, plentiful— the perfect lure for keepers like it who knew well enough of what they face. a careful coil. ⠀

⠀ its head attempts to follow along with myth’s.. gaze unreadable, but the voice to ring out doing plenty in expressing it. “ Like .. a ghost. A ghoul. A real spooker! “ there is no need to sound so silly while explaining. heavily contrast’s your look, you know.. though, ⠀

⠀ waking up — and greeted to two glittering eyes staring right back. there lingers a grand mass that hunches over just to meet his gaze, blurred and delirious. how long has it been sitting here? and how much longer will it remain there? “ Good morning! “ .. appropriate reaction? 💧 ⠀

⠀ hah— how humorous! they try their best to let their gaze follow after every fluttering dove, but eventually let up to settle back on the little magician.. they seem to have perked up. “ You must be right. I haven’t seen a magician up close ‘till now.. “ but you have. surely! ⠀

⠀ there’s that name again. it rings true like the most soothing of bells. but it cannot make sense of its familiarity, regardless of how well it stuck to them. a slow blink. “ .. thank you. I won’t forget this. “ hopefully. once it learns, it never does forget. so it must continue on.. ⠀

⠀ how curious .. “ I know you. What’s your name .. ? “ eh? was it— no, surely not. and even if it were; this voice was not its own was it? it sounded so familiar, yet its owner looked nothing like where it should be leaving from.. ⠀

⠀ it does not turn until the littlest noise sounds. there, their head whips toward their direction with a piercing gaze to follow. as golden as the horns over their head, they study the younger with curious eyes; there’s.. something about this one. said about ANYONE they’ve seen so far. ⠀

⠀ yet to stir. yet to turn. but it can feel that stare on them. who — ? ⠀

⠀ .. they’re occupied right now. ⠀

⠀ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐬 𝐀 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 ... ⠀ bsky.app/profile/wrig...

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cw violence, blood, intense feelings of grief

⠀ there formulates the energy of the damned where they slink about. the act echoes in the mind of the unknown; one strike. two. Three. their form looms, and yet.. they are practically unseen. with blood comes the ichor of twilight, and with it comes the spawning of its odd keeper— ⠀

⠀ nc. ⠀

⠀ CONTENT WARNING. BLOOD, GORE, DEATH. DISCRETION ADVISED. ⠀

⠀ .. you near a space of great turmoil. what lures you? the sound of pain? or the sense of familiarity. ⠀

⠀ you sharpen your teeth on nothing but truths and lies. they don’t give you the answers you’re looking for. this awareness is haunting. but.. they can do little about it. just w h a t are you forgetting — ? ⠀

⠀ there’s a few beats of silence. a flick of the tongue, ears craning back as they open eyes once more to look at who they dare mimic. and then.. there’s a sparkle in its eyes as he speaks. utters a strange thing to it, something that made a strange warmth fill its chest like fire! ⠀

⠀ no go for it tbh ⠀

⠀ With what? What else are you doing? * .. glancing to the watch. that damn watch; she can’t remember if she always had that or not. certainly she’d know if it was a recent purchase or not! ⠀

⠀ * this conversation sucks. normalize shoving people in boxes to prevent these. ⠀

⠀ * WHO AND FRAN? ⠀

⠀ But I don’t w a n t Gavin on my case! What if she makes it even worse? What if I end up behind bars?! ⠀

⠀ ooe. I dunno! But I didn’t do anything — ! ⠀

⠀ . * nvm forget moping around Who is That * they have something to stare at now! ⠀