#ficklefates

The day had been surprisingly... fun. It was not that he expected it to be a bad one, not at al, but he didn't actually have any plans until plans were more or less forced upon him. Yes, in perhaps a literal sense, he had ended up in a devil outfit of some sort to accompany and match a woman who was not devilish in the slightest. Except maybe when she had ideas like this.

Even so, he would concede (not verbally or right off the bat, of course) that his day with her had been a good one. She always knew how to have fun, something he often... forgot about here. Something he forgot often at home, as well. Always a man of discipline, of rigid intention and respect; even his romances were often methodical. She was teaching him to let go of that, an important lesson he felt... thankful for...

People like her... yes. He wanted to spend more time with them. Meraviglioso.

Following their day of treats and tricks, they now found themselves occupying a bench in the park, staring at a beautiful fountain. It really had been fun and relaxing... he basked in the moment with her in brief silence before brandishing from his bag a rather proud looking bottle. Wine, of course -- he had managed to find Italian, as well, a type of wine he was familiar with. Lucky.

WHAT THE HELL MAN….

There was no escape. She was here.... He wasn't sure but he had an inkling she might appear at his door. If this was a movie no doubt some sort of horror tune would have been playing at the scene. 

He checked his surroundings... In the mess there were some breadcrumbs at the best... What could he give, this called for serious measures.

" Wait a minute!" he yelled as he took his direction towards the side of the room. 

And so Yamashina goes.

Our muses are destined to meet during a festival

The cyber girl had gone all out for this moment; her hair no longer in their usual pigtails but curled and let down to one side, while sporting a traditional white and blue kimono. Under festival lights, the teal haired program skipped around with a giant smile on her face. This was everything she had imagined and it was beyond beautiful.

Bags hung from her arm and her hands carried as many foods, boughten from different tents, as allowed. Legs moving before one another, Ene carelessly cared about the crowded streets and more for the view that she was surrounded in.

Slamming in to what Ene believed to be a brick, she looked with wide hues to see a girl standing before her. Clutching on her bags and food, luckily not spilling or dropping one, as a bright blush graced her cheeks. "Sorry!" she cried out loudly before biting her bottom lip.

45. Our muses are destined to meet when they’re giving blood.

☆ —— ) Blood was something that Asuhi never thought of giving. He was already as frail as it was, and not to mention that he didn’t have the proper weight or height requirements. But when he realized that donated blood went to people who were in accidents, who were sick and needed more blood—he realized that at such a little expense, so much could be gained.

He practically had to beg to get his parents to let him donate blood. It worked in the end, and he sat there on a bench, ready and waiting for someone to retrieve him, or come to him, or whatever would happen. He didn’t know, this was his first time.

Starry eyes lowered, and he glanced around his surroundings. Just a few feet away on the adjacent bench, was another person, who seemed bored…or maybe they didn’t want to be here? Either way, Asuhi couldn’t help but speak out to them, as he was getting nervous staying quiet.

"A-Are you here to—what am I asking, of course you’re…" Imizu sighs, and looks down. "I-I’m sorry I was just nervous so I said the first thing t-that came to mind…"

35. Our muses are destined to rob a bank but get caught.

☆ —— ) He never wanted to stoop to this level. Only desperate people went so far as to rob banks, to create a siege or heist of this social finance—and he hated that he was one of those people. He had stooped to this level, and there was no changing that.

At least he wasn’t alone in his endeavors. Another person was his accomplice, and they were in this together. How he had come across this rather…strange woman was a mystery, but he hadn’t bothered to remember their first meeting.

Something in Asuhi told him that this would be their last, however.

"E-Etihw—!! T-The police are here…!” Right in the middle of storing up money, holding bags open for the bills to make way—all for naught. Asuhi could hear the heel-toed clad of authorities headed in their direction. They could try to run, but there was an overwhelming sense of defeat already inside of him.

6. Eating habits and sample daily menu

Phoenix definitely can admit to skipping a meal a day if he's busy working or he's busy telling Trucy about his lawyer days. His daily menu goes as follows.

BREAKFAST: Cereal (usually Blue Badger branded cereal, its Trucy's favorite.)

LUNCH: Sandwiches (made by Trucy, the best sandwiches around!)

DINNER: Take out (from Eldoon's Noodles or the Chinese restaurant down town. Trucy usually loves the salty taste of Eldoon's, so they will most likely eat there. They do often!)

12. Favorite book genre?

Murder mystery, or mystery in general is his favorite genre. He strives to solve the cases like a detective, in fact--it's kind of fun! Phoenix loves nonfiction law stories as well, it's interesting to learn about strange or odd cases though most of his cases are strange.

18. Favorite beverage?

(Godot voice) Coffee makes a man rise day and night!

24. How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

Answered!

30. Most prized possession?

The blue hat that Trucy had sewn for him when she was eight. It's the hat that he wears today. He's sure he'll have to retire it eventually, but today is not that day!

36. Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

Phoenix can admit to being more emotional if the thought involves his friends or his family. But when it comes to most decisions in court, he's analytic. He'll look through all the evidence and come up with a (mostly) logical answer. 

42. How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

He doesn't mind self education at all! If you can't afford school, self education is the second option. He thinks it's good, self educating--you're making an attempt to do something and you're self motivated.

He went through all of the schooling--law school too. Even if he doesn't act like it.

48. If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?