Case #Something. Paradisa Sinfonia.

[cantacquityou]

 

[Miles is in his room, practicing a bit of flute in his spare time. Miles was a great patron of the arts, and he particularly enjoyed symphonies. Goodness, did he a miss a great orchestra...

...This prompts an idea.]



Just out of curiosity... who, amongst us residents, are musicians?



I am the mood for a bit of chess. Have you time this evening?


The ceiling is yours. Should I take my leave?




[OOC: This post is for the IC Formation of the Paradisa Sinfonia. It's not absolutely necessary to reply if you've signed up your character, just a chance to play out their participation ICly should you wish (especially for some characters who may need a little more nudging).]

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[takethat]

No.

[He waves a dripping paint brush at Edgeworth.]

No sir.

[cantacquityou]

Give me a good reason why I shouldn't.

[takethat]

Because I'm horrible and clumsy and I'll fall over, probably?

[cantacquityou]

Tch. Do you honestly expect such nonsense from me?

[He waves his hand dismissively, walking away]

Now, carry on. The sooner you've finished, the sooner I get to harass you further.

[takethat]

Fine, fine...

[He finishes climbing the ladder, returns to the painting with a sigh.]

You owe me a massage for this.

[cantacquityou]

Oh? You like massages, do you?

[takethat]

...well, sure, who doesn't?

[cantacquityou]

I could never claim to have a particular fondness for them...

[takethat]

Really? I'm surprised! I thought that was a thing rich people did.

[cantacquityou]

Really, Phoenix...

[takethat]

What, you're not a rich person?

[cantacquityou]

Your idiocy never fails to astound me...

[takethat]

[He pauses in his work, taking a break once again to let his arms rest.]

...do you really think I'm an idiot?

[cantacquityou]

If I truly thought you to be an idiot, I would not be dating you.

[takethat]

Hm. ...then I don't really think you're a snob.

[Back to work.]

But I still don't get why you don't like massages. Not a fan of being touched, I guess, though. Right?

[cantacquityou]

There you go.
...and here you thought I was calling you an idiot.

[takethat]

Sometimes you don't seem to mind being touched at all...

[cantacquityou]

...It is a privilege granted to a select few. Very few.

[takethat]

I'm honored.

[Despite his laugh, he means that very seriously.]






You're going to let me teach you how to paint soon, right?

[cantacquityou]

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Paint what?

[takethat]

Paint pictures! Paint whatever! You just have to come to my art group...

[cantacquityou]

How has that been coming along?

[takethat]

It's on the 24th. A couple of people said they'd go!

[cantacquityou]

Is painting the only option?