Phoenix "Dork Age of the Law" Wright (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bewrightback) wrote2015-03-18 02:45 am
bewrightback) wrote2015-03-18 02:45 am
IC Inbox [Cerealia]
"If you're looking for Phoenix Wright, you've called the Wright number! Leave a message after the beep, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!"
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Phoenix did have a lot on his mind - between lamenting recent disappearances, feeling puzzled about the mysteries of Cerealia, being frustrated by this mask that won't leave him alone and thinking about a girl he likes a lot. All equally important subjects to be sure. His own mask is tucked away inside of his suit jacket for the moment; he's given up his own attempts to be rid of it, so he has instead opted to keep it out of sight and out of mind for now.
But then, his peaceful reverie is interrupted by the scene he comes. Phoenix winces as he's splashed by the water and notices an object flying towards him courtesy of the strange man, and he narrows catches the object in his hands while he looks to scold the stranger, in a joking manner at least.]
Whoa! Hey, you really have to be careful while you're washing your... [He glances down at it.] ...mask?
[Wait a second. This mask is covered in blood.]