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[takethat]

[Thanks to Larry not knowing how to operate a stepladder correctly, Phoenix is currently laid up in bed, blue cast on his right leg, and an endless stream of whining ever at the ready.

He's also incredibly bored. Painting and drawing got old long ago, and he can't seem to stay focused on anything he tries to read. Never mind that he could probably pretty easily get out of bed and actually do something despite his (not very severely) broken leg...

He whines, over-dramatic, into the journal.]

Don't trust Larry Butz, everybody... he'll just break your bones and make you miserable...

...on a related note, come and sign my cast.

[With a bit of apprehension, he adds a filter.]



Um... Trucy? ...mind keeping your uh... old man... company for a little while?

[Good lord but he feels ridiculous even asking this of a teenager he's only just recently met.]

Comments

[cantacquityou]

I am just emphasizing that you do have a way out...

[takethat]

I don't want a way out! Miles! Just... listen to me, please?

[cantacquityou]

Yes? Do you have anything more convincing to say?

[takethat]

Listen to me. I want to try. I never said a word about not wanting to. Don't suggest something and then back out right after I agree to it!

[cantacquityou]

Alright...alright...

[takethat]

I appreciate your concern, but I don't feel the least bit uncomfortable...

[yet alkjdfhg]

[cantacquityou]

Objection! Just now you said that you are a bit apprehensive.

[takethat]

"Apprehensive" and "uncomfortable" are different!

[He crosses his arms over his chest.]

And I think we need to make an official list of words that can't be spoken when we're both in bed together for any reason...

[cantacquityou]

[Hearty chuckle.}

Such as?

[takethat]

Such as "objection."

[cantacquityou]

You know I never let a chance to yell "objection" pass me by.

[takethat]

[He scowls in silence for almost a full minute before leaning back in to press his lips against Edgeworth's.

Enough arguing.]


No to objections in bed. Yes to anal. The end.

[cantacquityou]

[He blinks back at him]

That had to have been the most odd thing I have heard in ages.

[takethat]

I'm sorry.

[He's not.]

...anyway, shouldn't we be able to talk openly about this kind of thing?

[cantacquityou]

Obviously it is easier said than done...

[takethat]

Oh, well....

...at least you're cute when you're all flustered.

[cantacquityou]

Perhaps a glass of wine will help me forget that I ever asked that.

[takethat]

You better not forget! No backing out now...

[cantacquityou]

...The more I think on it, perhaps you may wish to give a little more time to thinking on it after learning a bit more about the process? It does require quite a bit of... -ahem- ...preparation.

[takethat]

[Sigh]

For someone who usually focuses on details, you're such a bad listener. I told you, I've done my homework. I know what's involved.

[cantacquityou]

I am not a "bad listener" for not assuming that you are as adequately prepared as you claim to be! How are you so certain that you know all there is to know? Have you spoken to people with sufficient experience?

[takethat]

I haven't gone around interviewing people on the best way to take it up the butt, no.

I was under the impression you know what you're doing.

[cantacquityou]

If that is the case, then don't you think it would be prudent to allow me to explain, or...or at least allow me to gauge the extent of your knowledge on the subject instead of trying to convince me that you already know what there is to be done?

[takethat]

Maybe I can spare you the agony of another awkward conversation, and you could just teach me as we go.

[cantacquityou]

If it only were that simple...