wright_idea | RP POST: The Perils of Personal Ads

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.

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.

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.

She blinks behind her sunglasses. "Which way is a chair?" She's trying to not grin.

"Don't worry. I won't trip unless you have a very messy office."

Phoenix doesn't. Well, it's a little messy, but hardly in a fire hazard sort of way. Bad for image. He leads her over to a couch in the office, then sits down next to her.

"So, uh, I guess introductions are in order, first of all. I'm Phoenix Wright, but I guess you probably already figured it out," he says. Boy, he feels awkward.

She's smiling though Phoenix. This is a good start.

"I'm Ivy. Ivy Weaver," she offers with with an incline of her head, then carefully removes her sunglasses to set them in her lap. She doesn't need them right now. Her eyes appear normal suggjesting there was some kind of accident. He might not want to ask right away.

"Nice to meet you Ivy," he says. He notes this detail, but think sit'd be kind of rude to say something right off the bat. So instead, he asks, "So, you came in from the Nexus? What kind of world do you come from? I hope it's not too exciting, because you'll probably find mine pretty boring." He chuckles nervously. Ho boy. He hasn't really done this in a while.

"It's nice to meet you too."
She grins lightly. "Well I come from an Earth were superheroes are very real. But I prefer avoiding them. Mostly because I can't easily defend myself if a thug decides I look easy. And...well, I'm going into my senior year of college this coming up fall. Err. Which is a few months off..."

But he should feel fine. She's the one whoes blushing now.

He nods. "A superhero world, huh? I live in the Nexus Sanctuary, so I see a lot of people come from those sorts of places. They all sound pretty crazy, if you ask me, but I guess if you're used to it..." He shrugs.

"College, huh? What're you majoring in?" he asks. Conversation topic, yey. Also, if she's a senior, she'll be in her twenties, which is closer to his age than SOME of the people who've macked on him in the Nexus have been. Yeek.

"Yeah. I live in one of the more dagerous cities but I'm lucky. No one ever notices me."

"Double major actually. Psychology and pre-law. I'll probably have to really think on what I'll do afterwards though, because it's either I apply to grad school or Law," she says with a shrug. It doesn't seem to bother her too much. Either would probably make her happy. And yes, she is in her twenties. So no creepy teenagers!

He shrugs. "I guess if you're surrounded by superheroes, being a regular person lets you blend into the background more," he says. "Must be a blessing, really."

He raises his eyebrows. "Wow, two majors. I'm impressed. I had a hard enough time dealing with just the law major," he says. "What sort of law do you think you'd go into? I specialize in criminal law myself."

"Not all the time, no. Hearing about all the things villans do has made me a little...bitter I suppose. Because like any crinimal of their calibur they have no reguard for the safety of the public." She's annoyed at the idea of people getting hurt mostly.

"Well, I'm tinkering with either corperate law or crminal law acytually. There's..lots of lawyers in my family. So they tend to pressure 'us kids' into law school alot. I'm tempted to go for it just because I understand the law a little better than others in my classes." She flushes. "...I tackled a double major because I don't date much. I usually end up very annoyed with whoever I date due to them forgetting I can do things for myself. Heck, I can even cook."

He sighs. "It must be hard, living in an environment like that. Dealing with criminals with the potential for a lot more property damage than the average guy... it'd be nerve-wracking for me, and I'd probably be the poor guy defending them in court," he says.

"I'm the first in law myself. I wasn't originally going to, but I had a few, um, moments of inspiration along the line and changed my career path. Was originally thinking of going into acting or comic illustration, actually." He looks a little embarrassed to be admitting this.

He rubs the back of his head. "Is it hard? Um, being blind. Not that I'm trying to be rude, mind!" He flails a bit, worrying about tactlessness. "I mean, the fact that you can cook is pretty good for... I mean... agh." Total dork here.

"Well, you get used to it. It's comforting to know the super heroes try to not break things when they come to the rescue." She grins. "If I have my way I'll go into prosecution. I suppose it would be rather interesting..."

"That's actually neat. I liked...' She pauses. "Before I lost my vision I enjoyed reading comics. Like any other teen I guess."

"It can be. Most of it is dealing with folks who think I'm less capable thn they are." She blinks...then laughs trying to not get too carried away. "Sorry. It's just...you're trying so hard. Don't be afraid to ask questions. I don't mind! Really."

Phoenix shrugs. "I guess as long as the heroes are considerate... And, well, one of my best friends is a prosecutor. I prefer to see the defense and the prosecution as two sides of a coin, looking for the truth. Kind of corny maybe, but..." He feels a little sheepish saying this.

"Before you..." He pauses. Should he ask? It might be a touchy subject for her, though. He decides against it for now. "Well, I was really into the Japanese stuff. They started getting big when I was a kid, so I was reading it a lot. Even taught myself some written Japanese. I've kind of gotten out of it, though," he says.

"Oh, if it's okay..." He pauses, then decides to go for it after all. "Um, you said 'before you lost your vision...' How did you lose it, exactly? If you're comfortable telling me, I mean," he asks, finally.

She nods lightly. "It makes sense and isn't too corny. But if you start fliping coins to make choices..." She pauses. "Sorry. Bad Gotham joke. Let's just say the best lawyer to come from Gotham is now one of the most notorious villans."

"Ah. I didn' get to read them when they started becoming more popular. But I heard the artwork was really something."

"Sure. I don't mind. Well, my father works in STAR labs as an assitant to a few of the doctors there. While Dad is smart in his wn right he's too nervous to do any serious projects on his own...Well, he brought me to work with him one day. Hoping that he could show his teenage daughter how awesome science was. We were talking near one of the labs. I was in front of the door an...There was an explosion. Something they had been testing due to one of the recent alien attacks on Metropolis had gone off. The door hit me, and the flash from the explosion burned out my rentenas. While they would have eventually re-grown? There was nerulogical damage that left me like this. I chose to not allow the doctors to look into cybrnetic implants to return my vision. They would have had to cut out parts of my skull and well, I like my skull just fine."

Phoenix raises an eyebrow. "Boy, I bet that must've made the lawyer bashers cackle with glee." He sighs. He's heard the jokes before, k thnx.

"Some of it was good, some of it was pretty much like every other one. You start to notice some of the similarities in plotlines after awhile and it loses its allure -- especially when they're churning them out like they started to do. I still pick one up every now and then, though." He shrugs.

Phoenix's eyes widen as he listens to the story. When she finishes, all he can reply with is. "Wow... just... wow. I'm sorry to hear about that..." He rubs the back of his head.

"Not exactly. Um, it's generally bad to laugh at someone willing to try killing you. Even if they're obessed with fliping a coin to decide your fate."

"That's a pity. I've always liked unique ideas."

"It's all right Phoenix. It turned out fine. I survived," she says lightly. It doesn't bother her that she's blind."Just...no jokes about explosions. I find them tacky."

Phoenix gulps. "Duly noted. Boy, talk about hazardous living conditions."

"Ideas are always good. Overused ideas, not so much." He shrugs. "East or west, it's the same in the end, really."

He smiles, happy to not have offended. "Don't worry, I'm not much of an explosion joke sort of guy, really," he says.

"You're telling me." Oh she has a tale for every situation.

"I suppose it is. I haven't really found an original--A truly original story that is, in ages."

"Heh. There aren't many. If you knew them I'd question your taste in humor I guess." And Phoenix must beware, Ivy is attempting to turn on the charm. She doesn't have alo but hey, he's interesting to her.

He shrugs. "Probably about as bad as living in the Sanctuary, to be honest. It's been crazy there lately, for some reason. Something happens every night -- and not always in a good way." He sighs, looking a little tired as he says this.

"Well, sometimes it's not so much an original story so much as an old story done well, you know? Hard to find, but diamonds in the rough when you find them." He nods, a bit of his old comics geekery popping back in.

He grins. "And how's my taste in humor so far?" Lord help him, he's actually really enjoying this. And she's not trying to jump his bones immediately, so that's a plus.

"The Sanctuary? I'm sorry but I'm not exactly familar with that. What is it? And what's it like?"

"Oh. Well, comic books aren't actually widely popular on my world. They never quite took off." But her world is technically a comic.

"Oh I'd say it's...Nice." Yeah she's fumbling just a litte with her words

What, do women try to regularly molest him? Poor guy. Really.

"The Sanctuary? It's... sort of a bar and lounge hiding in the middle of the Nexus. Only it's a lot larger than that, and it's got a few siderooms, one of which is apparently now the apartment I was living in when I first found the place." He pauses. "No, I don't know how it moved there either."

"That's a pity. They're sometimes easier to pick up than books for me," he says. "But they're not for everyone, I know that." He shrugs again.

He blushes a little. "Well, that's good to hear. Wouldn't want to have a lousy sense of humor. It'd be, uh, bad." He thinks, [Eloquent, Romeo. Real eloquent.]

It's actually been mostly men. But he's not telling her that. It's brain-breaking enough for him as is.

"Sounds like something from a TV shows almost." She pauses and tilts her head. "...That doesn't seem possible. The Nexus likes breaking all the laws of physics I guess."

"Ahhh..I get mailed books. From various groups that have them put into brail for people like me."

"Um...Right. Because a bad sense of humor is..Of the bad." Right brain feels like it might drip out her ear. Drat. Going non-verbal is bad. Think, Ivy, think.

"This miight sound weird but...Can I touch your face? It's...how I get to now what someone looks like."

Oh poor man, but he seems ok.

((Why do all the Phoenix Wright songs insisit on running through my head right now? XD))

"That's not all it likes to break, from my experience." He snorts. "But if you count the occasional violent nutcase and weird LOL, I guess you could say it's like a TV show."

Phoenix blinks. "Wow, that's neat. Are they expensive? Is braile hard to learn?" Phew, full of questions, this boy.

"Yep. Bad." Well, at least they can be stupid together. Pfft, and he's supposed to be a lawyer.

He's a little surprised at her request. "Huh? I, uh... I guess it's okay..." He's never had a request like this before, so he's still computing it. "Go ahead."

Aside from having no more dignity? Yeah, dandy.

((Because the Phoenix Wright soundtrack rocks? >_>))

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