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( What with the influx of spirits inside the colony, Integra makes no hesitation to place this call. She did not harbour the same sadness witnessed upon their last encounter; only urgency, and a stifled trace of fear. )

Phoenix. When you first arrived, I handed you a cross. Do you still have it?

( Pls don't die of ghosts Phoenix, that's all she asks. )

Integra? [He sounds pretty frantic on his end, but he pauses in thought and answers.]

Yes, I'm pretty sure that I do...

Forgive my abruptness. I had a bad encounter with some apparitions this morning.

( Is that *NSYNC playing in the background? It's definitely *NSYNC... )

I want you to pin it to your tie. It's nothing major, but it contains blessed silver. That should be enough to ward away most malicious spirits.

( Much like *NSYNC, apparently... )

And if something were to happen to you or Trucy, please do not hesitate to let me know. I'm prepared to combat these kinds of threats. Alright?

Blessed silver, huh? [I guess this is one case where this is better than the gold standard.]

Thank you, Integra. I'll keep all of that in mind.

...

....

...Um... Is there music playing on your end...?

( So, about the apparitions... )

Apparently, these ghosts seek to torment me. ( Let's just allow Integra to take a long drag on her offscreen cigar... ) When I left my world, sir, it was 1999. I have traveled between a faux Victorian society and a technological metropolis. Never did I believe I would be subjected to this insipid drivel again. This, Phoenix, is hell.

( Integra, apparently, has STRONG OPINIONS!!! on boy bands. )

Edited 2015-12-17 07:09 (UTC)

Well, I'd agree that it definitely doesn't sound heavenly, but...

Let me get this straight, Integra. Are ghosts serenading you?!

( Additionally, the Nazi Vampire Apocalypse is ultimately preferable to 90s pop music in Integra's version of hell. )

Tch. I wouldn't consider the Backstreet Boys a serenade, but a ruckus.

( INTEGRA, THAT'S NOT EVEN THE CORRECT BAND!! )

Hold it! B-but... I'm pretty sure that what you're hearing is actually youthful stylings of *NSYNC...

[I would have thought that even a vampire hunter would be able to tell the presence or absence of JT.]

( Her gun makes no distinction between the two. Integra, clearly, isn't bringing SexyBack. )

Aren't they practically the same thing?

( Lest Phoenix forgets, she's lived in a Star Wars-less bubble all her life. )

And would you say the music industry improves by 2019, or has it remained an undead corpse since the end of The Smiths?

( Someone needs to introduce her to Panic! at the Disco, clearly... )

Well, I think I'd say one is a little more bearable than the other... b-but that's beside the point!

[He chuckles uncertainly.]

I'd say... I don't know for sure. Music hasn't exactly been the kind of art I've specialized in. But... maybe it's more of a mixed bag now?

( That's... encouraging? )

Really? You had me believe you were the pianist between the two of us.

( Says the pianist between the two of them... )

Dare I ask how that became your livelihood?

[Did I have anyone convinced about that between the any of anyone?]

...No, it's alright to ask. For a while, it was the only job I could fall back on. ...Or, well, to be fair, playing piano was only a cover. My customers didn't come to see me tickle the ivory. They came to try to read my poker face.

( Not really. Integra would just be the only person to get herself drunk enough to listen to and overtip a terrible pianist she knew she had the ability outplay... because she enjoys humouring him. )

I could teach you to play, you know.

( HOW DO THEIR CONVERSATIONS ALWAYS END LIKE THIS?! )

But perhaps I'm more interested in the cards this time.

( She chuckled. Wait, what? )

Learn how to play? I don't know, at this point, I've gotten kind of attached to my reputation... [When it's a horrible one?!]

But if that's your interest now, well, it'll all be in the luck of the draw.

Oh, right, your reputation; Phoenix Wright: Better Than *NSYNC. ( Is she still on about that? ) Preferable to being rammed by a train.

( So nonchalant. NOT THAT IT ALMOST HAPPENED TO HER OR ANYTHING?! )

Very well. I'll take on your bet.

( WHY DOES SHE SOUND FIRED UP ALL OF A SUDDEN?! )

H-hey, I don't know if I'd go that far... well, the second one gives me hope. [He chuckles.]

Wow, you sure sound enthusiastic! When things die down around here, we can have a game.

I don't give false praise, Phoenix. ( ...She doesn't? ) Your playing, though horrendous, is not quite what I'd consider insufferable.

( THAT WAS A COMPLIMENT?! Even if he's limited to playing Chopsticks for the rest of his life. )

But between boy bands and emulating Anna Karenina, I would gladly take the latter.

( SHE DOESN'T MEAN THAT!! Probably... )

Ah, well. It's been quite some time since I last played, but I could stand to pick up the game again.

( Mostly because she's everyone else from playing with her, but Phoenix wasn't everyone else... )

Well, thanks for the compliment! ...I think!

[He chuckles nervously.

I'm sure you'll do fine, as long as you can whip up a good poker face.

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