stitch 008 [video]

[magicthreads.livejournal.com]

[Sandry is sopping wet; she's been out in the rain, searching for something it seems. But then again, one can't really tell.

In her hands, she's clutching a circle of thread, with four evenly-spaced lumps in it. It doesn't seem like it would be all that important, but she's holding onto it for dear life.]

Does everyone still remember what being at home was like? What it felt like, and who was around?

[She bites her lip.]

I'm missing a very important item. It's a small rock, that lights up at all times. It seems a bit dirty, but the light is pure. If you find it, please return it to me. I think it fell out of my pocket in the rain; I almost got washed away.

[Almost to herself, she mumbles:]

And to think I'd been worrying Briar over something like birthdays...

[The feed shuts off. If anyone cares to find her stone, just let me know.]

rebuttal 04 ► [text with a dash of video and meddling pianists]

[mr-fancy-car.livejournal.com]

Detective Kuzunoha, I regret to inform you that I will be taking a few days off from work. I have been injured by a Kishin Egg and I seem to have come down with a case of laryngitis.

Yet, it was through getting swept away to the desert and encountering Kishins that I discovered my Meister ability at last.

To those who have arrived recently, my name is Miles Edgeworth. I am a prosecuting attorney from my world. I have been partnered wilkajfhajg

[The feed switches to video. Everyone now has a view of Edgeworth lying in bed, clad in pink pajamas instead of his usual wine-red suit and cravat. Sitting beside him, the grinning culprit responsible for flipping to video, is Phoenix, holding his Meister's communicator in one hand and a bowl of something steaming in the other.]

Hello and nice to meet you all! The name's Phoenix Wright, pianist back in my world and currently the Weapon partnered to my wonderful loud friend Miles. Unfortunately, because he happened to be too loud in our recent battle, he's currently mute. So if you wish to speak to him, just leave me a message and I'll get it to him as soon as I can. Thank you all and have a nice day~

[After this sudden interruption, Edgeworth simply glares at Phoenix and grips his blanket tightly; if looks could kill, he would have finished off his Weapon in seconds. He tries to say something - possibly hoping that he would have his voice back now - but of course, nothing comes out, and he just clutches his throat and turns away to cough into a white handkerchief before regaining control of his communicator.]

Wright. I may have lost my voice but I am still perfectly capable of expressing myself over the network.

[OOC: In case it's not obvious, the blue font is Phoenix's voice. Expect either or both of them to reply to you. =3]

07 | voice

[littlestcommie.livejournal.com]

Shit shit shit...what am I gonna do now? Fuck, bad things really do come in pairs. Jesus Christ.

[oh, right. he'd wanted to actually do something productive with the comm beyond broadcast his internal worries. there's a pause as he slides it over to him. his voice is low and tired.]

I'm sure you've all noticed by now, but Russia's gone too. So, nuclear apocalypse or whatever the fuck you thought we were gonna bring about averted. Congrats. Try and keep the celebratin' to a volume I can ignore.

But I'm sure that nobody who didn't know him doesn't care about that. I'd rag on all you idiots for goin' out in the middle of a goddamn monsoon, but I figure you've heard enough of that by now. Better've learned your lesson, or next time you're gonna get it from me.

[filtered away from Nanako]

I wanna do somethin' for Miss Nanako's birthday comin' up, but I ain't really in the mood to handle it on my own. Anybody up for helpin'? You're all invited either way.