RP POST: The Perils of Personal Ads

[wright_idea]

He doesn't want to take the responses, but he knows they're coming.

Well, he thinks he knows. Maybe he'll get lucky and nobody will respond at all. But Phoenix somehow doubts he's that lucky, to be honest. With his luck it's going to be some crazy person with a gun, or who is an assassin in their home dimension, or thinks the color green is really funny. Or who jumps straight to sex. That seems to be common in the Nexus.

He sits in his office, tapping his fingers nervously. Phew. He wishes he could find whoever posted that thing.

((Feel free to post responses to the personal ad here! Poor Phoenix.))

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[blindingtrust.livejournal.com]

There's a slow taping noise. Like someone trying to find their way around with a stick? Nope! It's a cane. And someone's kocking on the door now. There's a knock at the door. Then a pause...and another knock.

"Um, hello?"

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

Phoenix blinks, looking up. He goes over to the door, opening it. He doesn't recognize the woman; maybe she's a prospective client? He hopes she's a client, anyway.

"Can I help you?" he asks.

[blindingtrust.livejournal.com]

She flushes just a bit. "Um, is this the office of Phoenix Wright? I saw an ad in the Nexus..."

She lets her words linger in the air. After all he should be able to guess at why she's here.

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

Phoenix sags. "Ah, right, the personal ad. *sigh* I don't really know who put that up, honestly, but you might as well come in anyway." He opens the door a bit wider, inviting her in -- then registers the fact that she's blind. "Oh, uh, do you need any help?" Sheepish now.

[foxxy-diva.livejournal.com]

Hm. Well, you can't help being curious and it certainly is different from what she has seen.

A soft sigh escapes from Foxx's lips before gently knocking on the door, wearing just jeans and a red t-shirt, deciding the uniform would be a bad idea to wear in a case like this. "Hello...?"

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

Phoenix walks over to the office door, opening it. Another woman. Probably for the ad, but might as well check. "Hi, can I help you?" Please let it be a client.

[foxxy-diva.livejournal.com]

Too bad for Phoenix, it isn't. "Uh, well, I saw your ad in the Nexus?" She's keeping herself relatively quiet, shifting from one foot to the other.

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

Of course. Since when did clients come to him, ha ha ha?

"Ah, right. Um, I didn't actually... oh well, you might as well come in. I was kind of expecting people would show up as soon as I saw that." He opens the door wider, indicating a couch off to the side they could sit in.

[clever--fool.livejournal.com]

Oh, look. A young lady with short, curly red hair has just entered Phoenix's office. She looks nothing like Li, nor does she look like any forms he's previously taken. That London accent of hers might be vaguely familiar, but London is a big city. Lots of people from there. Yeah.

"Hi. Is this where I come in about the personals ad?"

DON'T DO IT PHOENIX IT'S A TRAP.

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

Phoenix blinks at this new young woman at the door. Another personal ad response... great. "Um, yeah, I guess so, though I didn't actually... oh, never mind. Want to come in?" He indicates the couch in his office, which is definitely seeing more action than usual. Though not in that sense. Shut up.

[clever--fool.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I prefer to stand, thanks." She smiles, politely. "Couches attract alien rays."

"So, any luck with that so far?"

Li is so amused. And Phoenix is cute when he's flustered, which only adds to the amusement.

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

"...Wait, what?" Oh shit, have the crazies finally started answering the ad? Because that would be the start of the end, and --

Er... "Any luck with what?" He's now confused. Like that's hard.

[cutslikeasword.livejournal.com]

There's a knock on Phoenix's door. Of course, with the day the defense attorney is experiencing, it has to be another answer to his ad, right?

...

So then why is Edgeworth the one at the door, waiting impatiently?

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

Phoenix opens the door. Probably another ad respons --

...

His brain shorts out a second. Oh God his alternate life is finally coming true why is Edgeworth answering time to go huddle in a corner and die...

kljdasjfkldasf [Get a hold of yourself.]

"Uh, c...can I help you Edgeworth?" he asks. [Please be business please be business...]

[cutslikeasword.livejournal.com]

Edgeworth stands with his arms folded. God, what was taking so..

Oh, there he is.

"Wright." The prosecutor states simply, watching him a second. Normally he wouldn't have done this, but... "I did not catch you at a bad time, did I?"

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

"Uh, n... no, not at all. Business is slow, and all I've been getting are people coming here about that damn personal that popped up in the Nexus," he replies. He pauses. "...that doesn't include, you, right?" There's a sort of deer-in-the-headlights look as he asks this.

[cracksnortsyou.livejournal.com]

A phone rings. Whether or not it's his phone is questionable, but the phone is right beside him.

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

Phoenix blinks. Hasn't had a call in a while... maybe a client? Or...

He sighs. Probably more personal ad stuff. He'll be amazed if he gets ANYTHING done today. Still, he answers the phone.

"Wright and Co. Law Offices, can I help you?"

[cracksnortsyou.livejournal.com]

...?!

"Oh, God, I'm sorry. This was included in a Nexus ad and I thought it was your personal number. I'm really sorry to waste your time like this."

[turnabout-fey.livejournal.com]

Poor Phoenix. He's getting another visitor whether he likes it or not. In this case, it's his own former boss.

Even though she knows it's not a smart idea to come to a world that has her labeled as a deceased person, Mia couldn't resist. After all, she did catch sight of Nick's personal ad in the Nexus, and curiosity won over sense today. That and Mia really wanted to come harass and torment check up on Phoenix, just to make sure things were going okay.

Standing outside of his office, she knocks on the door a few times. Mind you, Mia doesn't feel comfortable just inviting herself in, even if this was her former work place. Here's to hoping Nick won't be mad at her sudden visit.

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

Phoenix sighs and gets up. Would it kill fate to actually send some business his way instead of personal ad responses? This is the most traffic his office has seen in weeks.

He opens the door, and... Mia?

His brain shorts again. Because aw God she's back from the dead and wanting a date no wait this is probably an alternate and she wants a date wait that can't be right she's interested in EDGEWORTH or something he doesn't know it's all kind of weird lately agh must control train... of... thought. There we go.

"Oh, h...hey Mia. Wasn't expecting to see you here..." he says finally, and somewhat lamely.

[turnabout-fey.livejournal.com]

When the door opens, Mia just gives Nick a smile and a light wave.

"Hey Nick! I'm here for the personal ad!" Oh god, she has to try her hardest to not laugh right this second. Mia's expecting to get yelled at for this joke, without a doubt. "Think you can give poor little me a chance? I'll be a good date, I promise."

If Phoenix isn't going completely crazy and/or brain-dead at this point, he might be able to see that Mia is just playing around with him. It's obvious by that coy smirk that's crossing over her face. And the sheer fact that she's biting her lip, in some attempt, to prevent herself from laughing.

[karmicwhip.livejournal.com]

Franziska strides into Phoenix's office without even bother to knock - it hits the wall with a loud bang and there might be a large dent in the wall if Phoenix would take a closer look.

As of now, Franziska stops about a foot or so away from the desk, looking down and smirking at Phoenix. "So that desperate cry for help was you, of course." She's referring to the personal ad for Phoenix.

It doesn't occur to Franziska that answering the ad might also smack of patheticness on her part also.

[ I TOTALLY MEANT TO REPLY soooo much early. D: ]

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

Phoenix jumps as the door slams open, and Franziska comes in. Oh hell. Like he really needed THIS.

"Look, if you must know, I wasn't actually the one that placed that ad. And anyway, what does it matter to you?" He glares at her a bit.

[karmicwhip.livejournal.com]

Franziska continues walking towards Phoenix and the desk as she speaks. "It doesn't, really. But it merely re-affirms your pathetic and foolish state, and I had needed to come by your office, anyways." She reaches into her sleeves, and with a flourish, produces a small pile of papers and slides them towards Phoenix.

She was also lost in the Nexus. Not that you'll be able to get her to admit that.