((so who are at the kitchen right now?))

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Pausing as he successfully managed to remove his clothes, relieved that at least his underwear was dry, Kristoph felt his face break into another small smile. "I'm quite alright, Phoenix, unless that's a serious offer." He slipped the thin material of the yukata over his head, smoothing down the patterned fabric before reaching for the sash. It was a tiny bit short for him, but most clothes were. He was quite tall, so this was probably the best fitting piece of clothing Phoenix had to offer.

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Squeaking in surprise as an unsuspecting Rowan was flung into her lap, Nadine scrambled backwards, helping Rowan sit up before glaring at the culprit. "Lex? ...What are you doing?" Surely he wasn't THAT protective of Tascha yet.

((Phoenix_Justice- Nii just answered that in the previous post.))

"Fine, suit yourself," Zeth replied, waving his hand goodbye. Seems very few people took conversations with him past the level of 'Do I have to?' That was fine though. He preferred people didn't ask him personal questions, so he didn't have to answer them.

Going straight on to the kitchen door, Zeth opened it to mass panic. He thought he could hear noise in the hall, but he DEFINITELY heard it now. And at the centre of it all, Sean stood, yelling down some random guitar weilding guy that wasn't there before. Popping his ears to relieve the pressure coming from his racket, Zeth smiled slightly. The sound of Sean yelling was kind of a relief. Atleast she was getting some frustration out. Usually she just sat there with a grump on her face ready to let out a yell, an insult, or a laugh.

We all have our vices, Zeth thought, as he strode casually over to the two. Noticing Lang and some large breasted woman talking nearby, Zeth raised a brow, Caught Wright's eye, now Lang's. Does me being completely uninterested in her make me gay? Or just in love with Sean? Or perhaps I'm just plain jaded about the whole love scene all together...

Standing beside Vicious, Zeth slung his arm over the guitarist's shoulder and flattened his fingers across the strings firmly to mull out the noise. Turning to the guy, Zeth gave him a pleasant look, "Hey, pal. Ditch the guitar. This is the wrong place for that kind of noise."

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"I'm quite alright, Phoenix, unless that's a serious offer."

Phoenix's eyes flashed wider for a moment as he froze over. Unable to reply immediately to Kristoph, it felt like the longest moment in eternity before his heart slowly started to beat once more in recovery of the shock. What was he thinking offering that? Was it REALLY a serious offer? Or was he just trying too hard to be nice and not realise that he was getting close to that boundary line. Eyes slightly panicked as he leant against the door, he didn't know if he should stay or go and talk to Klavier. Looking ahead, Klavier was waiting for him at the kitchen door patiently. Glancing back behind him, Kristoph was likely to be in any state of undress. He... was always a little more relaxed about those sort of things than Phoenix was. Has he... did he...

"Uhh..."Phoenix managed to say, "Uh... I...."

It'll be ok. He wont make any advances on you. Kristoph knows that you're straight, so he's not going to do anything stupid. Now is still probably not the best time to find that out...

"N...No..." Phoenix replied, "I better get to Klavier..." Phoenix trailed off, dashing off to Klavier by the door. Still slightly shaken by Kristoph's words, Phoenix's face looked slightly rattled. as he walked up to him. "You needed to talk?"

((Alex will come when I have an RP from Rowan))

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After going to watch kristof get washed down from head to toe and returning to the kitchen,thalassa asked ema "you're ema right?,phoenix wright told me about you,i'd like to ask you,what do you think of apollo justice?"

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Hearing Phoenix's hasty retreat, Kristoph sighed through his nose, reaching around himself to tie the sash securely around his waist. Looks like he IS uncomfortable with me still. Though the reasons have certainly grown larger in quantity.

Looking up at himself in the mirror, mildly annoyed by the slight frizz in his hair from the towel, he frowned at his reflection. It wasnt like him to dwell on the incertanties. In order to stay in control, he needed to stay composed. As he was always seen in public. Straightening up, he paused before reaching for the door.

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Looking up in surprise, Ema raised an eyebrow at Thalassa. "What do I think of Apollo? Well..." Grasping the opportunity to take her mind off something, or someone, she considered the question carefully. "He can be annoying, maybe a bit childish, but...he genuinely believes in what he's doing, which I respect."

Landing heavily in Nadine's lap, Rowan started up, muttering a quick apology to her and glared at the guy who'd just flung him halfway across the room.

"What is the hell is your problem?! The name of the game is Spin The Bottle and I spun her. If you can't take someone else kissing her, maybe you should be the one to leave!"

Tascha clapped a hand to her mouth. So that was why he'd suddenly pounced on her... Sidestepping Alex, so that she was in between him and Rowan, Tascha turned to face him.
"Hey, calm down. I-I'm okay, it was just kind of a shock..." She smiled a little. "I guess this is how you felt when I did that to you."

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"....I got bored. So ditching the guitar is for losers. I'm a professional guitarist. But if you insist with be to put the guitar back in my case, pleasure." he replied to Zeth. The yelling people didn't bother him. Instead, he just flipped them off(You know what the means) in reply, and disatisfaction. He slipped his guitar back into the case, and sat back down. "I smell something." he spoke up, and looked around. "Maybe it's my stomach getting hungry.... Whatever, doesn't matter." he continued, and turned back.

thalassa smiled and said "i am happy to hear that" and after a slight pouse she said "i think that you make a great detective,a 'forscenic((sp?)) detective' is really something to be proud of,phoenix wright(case 1-5) and apollo justice wouldn't have been able to make it that far if it wasn't for your help"

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"WHAT?" Alex's face contorted in shock, falling back to his backside, "You spun her? Why the heck didn't you say? Neither of us saw you spin her! If you had been an ACTUAL gentleman, you would've told her! Like this..." Scuttling up to Tascha, Alex clasped one of her hands, still a little flushed from getting angry at Rowan,

"Natascha," He started softly, "I've just spun you in the game." Leaning forward slightly so their faces were closer, he tilted his head slightly to the side as he looked her in the eyes, "Are you ready for your kiss?"

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"Well, if you're here for the game, then can you wait at the table for the next spin?" Zeth asked the crude guitarist. Zeth shrugged, as the guy flipped them all off, and turned to Sean, "Atleast that seemed to work fine. I was nearly goign to have to resort to using his guitar strings for shoelaces," He smiled to Sean, offering a hand to her, "Do you want to see if I can spin you? Or would you rather I wait a little longer?"

((Phoenix_Justice- are you using a browser like Firefox? If you are, it'd be great if you could use the spell checker that it has on your rps. I can see want it's meant to read, but it'll fix up all those words you're having trouble with ))

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((i am acually using internet explorer 8.0))

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"Alright... Thanks..." Vicious grunted while getting up, and walked to the dining room.

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((Biolizard- please don't RP in 1st person perspective. It's hard to remember who you're RPing))

((Updated the spins for Lang- Lang has a bunch of spins, but unless someone else joins, I'm not updating the other spins. If you want to spin Lang, go ahead and do so if you have a burning need to. Please consider the other options you have also to spin thoguh. don't want everyone daring Lang. This is only for this round.))

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(Sorry, I'm just so used to 1st-person perpective. I also accidently sent you a PM... I'm so clumsy...)

That did it. A low growl rose up from her throat, eyes flaring up in rage as she reached for one of her guns with a practiced movement. If not for the meek voice calling out to her from the small gadget pressed against her ear she would have shot something by now. "WHAT!?" she barked, head turning sharply to the side as if said person were present.

"Th... That concludes m-my report, sir..."

"Ah. 'S that all?" she muttered into the phone, the fire from within her dying down just as quickly as it had flared up. After a few nods and empty reassurances the phone snapped close and made its way back into her pocket. It wasn't long after that a familiar two-toned detective approached her. Retracting her hand from the holster Sean scoffed, slipping back into her jacket with a few brisk tugs. " Feh. That punk's asking for a death wish."

Although she had to admit, the kid's got balls. It's been a long time since someone had enough nerve to flip one up at her. Turning to Zeth, she was suddenly faced with a proffered hand. She stared at it for some time before her disinterested eyes flickered up to meet his. "...Hold it off. I still got a score or two to settle."

And with that she slipped past him, propping herself down upon a random seat, the neck of the bottle held firmly in her hand as if she were ready to bludgeon somebody on the head at any given time. Like, say, that smug-looking pretty boy at the other end of the table.

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Turning his head, Klavier regarded him with a smile. "Ja, that is correct." he said, pushing himself off the wall. Just as he was about to begin, however, he noticed Phoenix donning a... rather disgruntled expression. His eyes turned to the bathroom door. Had something happened?

...No, that wasn't any of his business. Shifting his attention back to the ex-attorney, he spoke. "I would like to inform you that a friend of mine has just arrived unexpectedly, and by the looks of it he doesn't want to leave any time soon. I hope you don't mind another addition to the party? Although..." he glanced aside, returning his gaze after a few moments in thoughtful silence. "I have another request, if you would indulge me."

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"Erm...thanks." Ema fiddled with her glasses awkwardly. She wasn't used to recieving random compliments like this. Although, Thalassa did seem to be that ultra-nice sort of person. "Why the interest in Apollo?" she said conversationally, cautiously eyeing the bottle in Sean's hand.

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Opening the bathroom door, Kristoph emerged with his clothes slung over his left arm. Already knowing the layout of Phoenix's place, he made his way left down the corridor to hang the wet garments in a spare place above a heater.

Straightening the yukata again, he made his way back down the corridor, pausing at the corner when he saw Klavier and Phoenix talking at the other end. He couldn't hope to hear anything, but he could see their expressions and try to gauge the topic from there. Leaning against the wall, Kristoph folded his arms and watched.

thahlassa was silent for a second and then said "urm...well....you,apollo,trucy and phoenix wright make a great team,i just wanted to make sure you are all going well with each other",but that was a lie,the true reason was that thalassa feared apollo and trucy would get too close to each other,and she wasn't ready yet to tell them the truth of her being their mother,but she still didn't want her son to be alone,so she thought she would see if apollo is friends with another girl.

((and i am an apollo/ema shipper ))

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Ema nodded doubtfully, detective's intuition telling her that this was a lie. But why would Thalassa suddenly lie to her? Reflecting back on her words about Apollo 'getting on well' with her, her face blanched in realisation. "Oh...well we get on okay. Not like, really well or anything." Averting her eyes uncomfortably, her thoughts inevitably strayed back to where they were before the conversation had started.

((btw,thalassa kept one of the braclets,so i'd like it if she was able to detect other poeples nervous habits just like apollo))

thalassa then shifted her attention to the bottle

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((I'd assume she had the bracelets, or could naturally tell, as I would with Apollo and Trucy :) They're not the only ones that can sense emotions though. Zeth may not be able to see the micro movements like that people make when they're nervous, but Zeth can see micro expressions which is similar, but it's mostly stuff about the over all emotion of the person than the micro stuff. It's because of his poker skills. This is a skill anyone can train themselves to learn :) ))

((Also Nii- I just realized. Zeth's new spins don't include Sean :( ))

"...Hold it off. I still got a score or two to settle." Zeth frowned as Sean stole past him, ignoring his hand. Not wanting to make to big of a deal out of it, he was beginning to feel like he wasn't there to her anymore. Glancing aside, he sighed,

"I guess it's my fault," Zeth breathed, "I'm trying to treat her like a lady when really, she's not interested in that. I guess I need to go back to being a jerk." Laughing to himself, reading Sean was like being an egg to her beater. Heading over to the table and sitting down, Zeth sat opposite Sean, wondering if her revenge was anything like Miles'

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"I would like to inform you that a friend of mine has just arrived unexpectedly, and by the looks of it he doesn't want to leave any time soon. I hope you don't mind another addition to the party? Although... I have another request, if you would indulge me." Phoenix raised his eyebrows in surprise. He wasn't aware of anyone entering his house since Kristoph's dare took place. Mind you, his door was now broken so it wasn't as if he had any security thanks to that crazy gun slinging detective, Sean.

"I guess I don't mind if the person comes recommended by you. You'll need to point this person out," Phoenix replied, brushing off his warring look for a serious one as he crossed his arms, "You have a request though? I'd need to know the request first before I can indulge you."

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"Are you ready for your kiss?"

He's not really going to kiss me... is he? No, it's just to show Rowan what he should have done. I think.

Tascha nodded, unable to break eye contact with Alex- this was the first time he'd really looked her in the eye.

"I am."

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Looks like the final act's starting. Theresa thought to herself as Zeth and Sean joined the table. It seemed as though things were finally about to be resolved between the two and she was glad about it. She'd known Zeth for a good while now and even though he drove her up the wall sometimes, she still wanted him to be happy.

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Pausing for a moment as he looked at her, the memory of her giving him that kiss not that long ago by surprise flashed back in his mind for an instant. Taken by surprise again, he remembered the kiss this time not for how surprised he was to get it, but the actual feeling behind it. Darren had always talked about how he could tell if a girl actually like him from her kiss, and finally... he thought just for a moment that maybe it made sense. Sure, it was a surprise, but maybe it wasn't a bad one. The problem was that he never got to return it. Maybe some of that surprise was also disappointment? Disappointment that he never got a chance to return it?

Looking back into Tascha's eyes, his heart rate calmed down to normal, as he leaned closer still again. "Good," Alex breathed, closing his eyes, "Because I should return you your kiss." Pressing his lips to hers, the world around suddenly became very silent, and unobtrusive. He couldn't even feel the pace of his heart rate- maybe it stopped? Maybe it's racing and he couldn't tell. All he knew was that the feeling he felt at this moment was alot better than even the trill of the ice snapping past him. Is this what Darren was so desperate for?

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Watching Alex move in like he had planned the whole thing before hand, Darren's jaw dropped in surprise.

"When did Lex grow a set? I thought that the ice froze them off!" Suddenly EXTREMELY pleased that he had conned Alex into comic, Darren grinned as he did a minature first pump in congratulations to himself. It wasn't often that he was the one that could help another. Usually someone else stepped in. Not this time...

"See that? Darren grinned, pointing them out to Nadine, "That's totally cause of me. If I hadn't conned him here, he'd be kissing the ice insteed."

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Aphra also was surprised. Alex was never that proactive around her. She was in fact a little jealous if anything. If she had known that all she needed to do was change her approach, maybe she'd get that kiss too. It didn't matter though. The deal with Alex was only a sideline interest because he was good looking and it annoyed Darren. Rowan was a MUCH better man than he was for her, and she didn't feel any particular objections to Natascha.

((Oh- Tap has been suspended till Thursday. I'm gonna say that Apollo is now at the table watching the game. Please don't talk to him unless your character has nothing better to do please. I'll have to RP Apollo till Tap is back- unless someone else would like to? It should only be temporary))

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An idle hand made its way to rest upon his buckle, his lips curving up to one side. "Fair enough." he said, pausing briefly before he finally unveiled his intentions. "...I'd like to join truth or dare; to keep my friend company, amongst... other things. Trucy and her friends can manage without someone like me looming over their shoulder, ja? The young herrs and fräus deserve their privacy."

Those weren't the only reasons, of course. Looking after a group of teenagers who were pretty much occupied with themselves was hardly what he would call a party. But despite that it was still a sensible enough request, wasn't it?

((I guess wait and cross fingers for the next round? She might stick around a while. Or make re-rolls for everyone since Lang's entered the foray, and Klavier as well? xP))

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((This is true. If Klavier joins the adults, I'll reroll everyone :) Sorry guys if you had stuff planned ^^; Will do this today ^^; ))

"Oh," Phoenix was taken by surprise by the request. He hadn't thought too much about Klavier's feeling on the whole deal... to be honest, Klavier looked like he was enjoying the attention, but maybe the group had finally gotten a bit much for him. It was pretty careless for him to assume that he'd be fine playing babysitter with a group as large as that. Giving him a sympathetic smile, Phoenix nodded.

"I'm sorry about that, Klavier. It was originally a concern of mine that the girls were fine, but if it's no longer enjoyable for you then feel free to join us. I thought that you were enjoying the girls' attention." Scratching the back of his neck, Phoenix gave an apologetic expression. Perhaps his resentment for Kristoph's brother as well still came through every now and then. Klavier was only ever doing his job- One that he did as well as he played his guitar. Klavier never knew that he held forged evidence on him, so why was it so difficult to let go? Maybe it was cause he looked the splitting image of his brother?

Brushing away his thoughts, Phoenix smiled then, motioning to the door, "Perhaps I could make you a drink as a thank you for watching over them as long as you did? What would you like? I might have it."

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While waiting for Dawn's response, the interpol agent had found his attention getting drawn to the center of the room, where a group of teenagers were playing "Spin the Bottle". Tilting his head to the side, he watched with vague amusement as the drama broke out, making no move to step forward and break up the little disagreement between the two boys. As long as no one was actually hurt, he didn't see any reason to interupt. Besides, the situation seemed to have smoothed itself out anyways.

He looked away when Alex leaned forward to kiss Tascha. Well, this was awkward. He had to wonder what he was doing just standing around and waiting for the owner of the house to show up - a better idea would have been to, instead of lingering in the living room which was full of teens, find those who were his own age, at least.

Turning to Dawn, he murmured an "excuse me" before moving past the doors, finding himself in the kitchen. His gaze swept the area, taking in Zeth sitting across from a detective (he knew that face, though he was unable to put a name to that face), along with two women. One, he knew, was a detective - Ema Skye? - but the other woman he had never met. Still, it was a nice change to find himself from a group of teens to a room full of detectives. "This is definitely more comfortable." He commented, mostly to himself.

((I thought you were in the kitchen O.o Um, if both of you could head back to the kitchen please. Kaiyumi- I'll be rerolling you into everyone's spins properly tonight along with Klavier and Sean. Incase they spin you though, you'll need to be at the table :) The good news is that Phoenix will be there after Nii's next post ^^ ))

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Vicious was almost sleeping every once in awhile. At one point, he snapped into reality and yelled "STAND! ON! THE! POINT!" while dozing off again. The guitar on his back... It added alot of extra wait, so he almost fell over. Almost immedaitly whne he was about to fall, he woke back up. "What? Where? Who? Why?" I was stuttering. He took a long sigh. "What am I, clumsy?" he insulted himself.

(( ...W-wat? XD Sorry if it's unclear, I'm a little groggy right now. Dawn and Lang had actually been in the Living room at the time and, upon deciding that it was more than a little awkward to be in the company of teens playing the Spin the Bottle game, Lang left and is now in the kitchen. O: ))

((I'm sure that last bit wasn't there when I read it... Oh well. You're in the dining room- that's all that counts.))

Spotting Lang enter the dining room, glancing his eyes across the terrain then look slightly more comfortable with himself, Zeth didn't know why, but he found himself standing for his arrival into the room. A little disgruntled at why he felt the need to do this considering the cold response he got from him earlier on, he could only assume that the man had an air of authority that over rode his personal opinion of him for the time being.

"Sir!" Zeth called out, "There's a seat right here if you want to join in with this round of truth or dare. Looks like Sean is spinning next" Motioning to the spot beside him, Zeth tried his absolute best to not squeak like that officer Meekins does. A cat could walk over that guy. He had to admit though, he felt a little intimidated...

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In curiousity, Vicious stood up. He glanced around to find Zeth, and caught a glimpse of him. He started calmly walking towarfs him. "Sir..... Who are you speaking to....?" he calmly questioned, and took a whiff of some more of the food. He was getting hungry. He hasn't eaten since his concert this morning. While it was too bad Klavier wasn't here, he still managed to make the latest song. "Phwwww.... When the heck am I gonna eat?" he growled in a geezer-like way.

"Tha's right." Sean added on, tilting her head from side to side for a soothing crackle. "Now if everyone could just sit their asses down, we can get this show on the road."

It didn't take too long before something from her peripheral caught her attention, though: Klavier, after politely declining Phoenix's offer, strolling inside and advancing towards the table. Sean immediately straightened up in her seat and gave him a most suspicious glare. "What are you doing here?"

Amused, not to mention quite startled himself upon seeing the detective's reaction, planted both hands upon his waist and leaned forward, sporting the cheekiest grin. "What's the matter, Fräulein? Shouldn't you be happy to see me?"

Memories of failed attempts and embarrassing conversations suddenly rushed through her mind and her face flushed, partly due to embarrassment, but mostly due sheer pissed off-ness. Yes, that was probably the best way to describe it. And she couldn't exactly tell him outright that it was a dare, could she? She couldn't even tell for sure if he believed her or not! But damn, did he looked mighty pleased with himself.

Barely holding in a chuckle as Sean resigned herself to a incomprehensible grumble, Klavier turned to the rest of the group. If there was a face he couldn't recognize, it struck him as familiar at the very least--particularly the lovely woman with the braided brown hair and the man who... faintly reminded him of a wolf, for some odd reason. He would have made his introductions, but seeing how adamantly Sean was gripping that bottle he could only assume the game was just about to start. There would always be time for pleasantries later, he supposed.

With a quick glide of his hair, the rockstar strolled over to the man who pretty much demanded his concern. "Hey, Vic." he greeted, casually taking the seat directly beside him. "You haven't wreaked too much havoc yet, have you?"

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At Zeth's offer, an offer that had actually startled him at first, Lang strode up towards the other man, pulling out the free chair and sitting down onto it. "I guess I can't leave without taking part in this game at least once." He said with a sigh, leaning back and balancing his chair on its two hind legs. "By the way, you can drop the formalities - there's no reason to be calling me sir, especially when we're at a party and not on a case. Just Lang will do."

As another man entered, Lang furrowed his brows. Ah, this was...Gavin, wasn't it? The younger Gavin brother? He certainly stood out from all the other prosecutors he had met. Most of what he had heard of this young prosecutor had all been good - that he was honest, and always pursued the truth. In fact, the majority of the negative commentary he had heard were from men who claimed that their wives, girlfriends, sisters or even mothers would not stop fawning over the German prosecutor.

Despite this, the interpol agent couldn't help but feel suspicious and a little hostile with the presence of the rockstar. Old habits died hard.

"Looks like introductions will be an order," He commented, his attention back on Zeth, "There are some familiar faces here, but, with the exception of Miles Edgeworth, there's no one I'm really acquainted with."

OOC: I would love to join this.

Name: Harley Draco
Age: 38
Appearance: A tall man, standing around 6' 7". Draco tends to bear a firm stance, though it is mostly subconsciously. His face is stern, lined with experience, his grey eyes sharp. His hair is a dark brown, short cropped and highlighted red around the edges. He usually wears his detective attire, a grey dress-shirt underneath a bown jacket, along with a long dark red coat draped over his shoulders. (similar to Badd)
Personality: Mostly gruff and serious, he tends to get irritated with those who are too light-hearted (Klavier mostly). He does have an interest in magic, however, and comes to Trucy's show at the Wonder Bar every now and then.
Extra Details / Relationship with someone in the RP: Being a detective, he would be familiar with Sean and Zeth. The main reason he came to Wright's home was to find out why they haven't reported back in yet.

((He's a LITTLE old, but as long as he is ACTUALLY interested in Truth or dare, and isn't going to be bent over about it, it's fine. It'd be nice if you could bump his age down closer to Phoenix's so that the age gap from the early twenty people and him aren't so different in age. Heh... to think, when Zeth joined, I had to lower his age from Phoenix's age to 22... now we have 38 year olds XD I won't force you, but it'd be nice :) ))

Phoenix

Having his offer declined by Klavier, Phoenix watched him wander back into the dinning room area, not knowing whether or not he declined out of politeness, or what. Hopeing for the best, Phoenix shrugged, and headed back down the hall towards the lounge, spotting Kristoph standing there patiently in the yukata. Giving him a slight smile, Phoenix paused few meters from the man, looking at the outfit critically.

"Nice colour on you, but it's far too short," Phoenix commented, crossing his arms across himself protectively, "The one you have looks alot better on you, but this one is ok." Pointing towards the lounge, Phoenix's expression tensed up a little at the thought of passing him after his last come on, "I need to go tell Trucy that Klavier will be joining us from now on... You want to go join the rest in the dining room?"

((Shy Phoenix is shy... ))

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Zeth

Noticing the loud rocker guy ask him if he was talking to him, Zeth shook his head politly, pointing towards Lang, who was on his way to him. Feeling pretty pleased with himself that Lang, the man himself sat behind him, Zeth almost forgot his reserves about him and his rumours, especially when he spoke next,

"By the way, you can drop the formalities - there's no reason to be calling me sir, especially when we're at a party and not on a case. Just Lang will do."

"Yes, sir!" Zeth responded, cutting himself short as he realised that he called him sir again, "I mean... Lang?" It was so weird calling him by his name... Feeling a little lost in the moment, it was difficult to shake off the commanding presence of the man, and treat him like a friend. He'd have to get use to it, although in Mafia circles, this kind of thing would NEVER happen. Zeth would be shot if he disregarded the boss's authority by putting himself on the same level.

"Looks like introductions will be an order," Lang suddenly said, "There are some familiar faces here, but, with the exception of Miles Edgeworth, there's no one I'm really acquainted with."

"Oh... of course not," Zeth replied, trying to relax some more, "You may've heard of a few of them though. I'm Zeth Gant, of course. I'm in the forensics team at the precinct. First responce. They usually give me the unusual cases. Over there," Pointing to Ema, Zeth continued, "Ema Skye, detective. She's also First responce like I am, but she's homicides." Pointing to Thalassa, Zeth continued, "Thalassa, I believe? Wright has talked about her a little but I dont' know much about her. A friend of his I believe," Moving on to Vicious, Zeth was a little stumped, "Him, I'm not sure. He entered when Wright and I were doing the dare with Kristoph. I estimate him to be a member of a reasonably well known heavy metal band based on his character, and how boldly he plays his music in a small house. Likely the sort of music that Klavier Gavin would go for based on the fact that they both play guitars, and that not many in this house would be into that sort of thing to invite him." Moving on to Sean, she again wasn't paying attention to him, but now she was instead focusing her efforts onto Klavier. Frowning, a slight amount of hurt showed on Zeth's face. He hoped for even a wishful glance or something to know that she was thinking about him. Instead, he seemed the last thing on her mind, "Aimee Nishon," Zeth breathed, pausing his introductions for a moment, "I... Her nick name is Sean. She works in the ballistics department. She's the best in the country. Spent 7 years in the army. I... I think we're still..." Withdrawing his finger, Zeth bit his lip for a moment in pause. He didn't want to let out all his dirty laundry in front of Lang of all people.

Moving onto the next person, Theressa, Zeth continued, "Theressa, an old case of Wright's. I haven't been told the details, but he defended her in court back in the days when he had a badge and they've been friends since." moving his finger to Miles, Zeth smirked, "You know Miles Edgeworth of course. High Prosecutor, and childhood friend of Wright. Last I heard he had a lovely dog named Pess..." Moving on to Felix, Zeth paused again, "I don't know this one either. Must've arrived when I wasn't in the room. He's quieter than the other guy, but he strikes me as a musician too. I'd guess that they were in the same band together, I'm likely more accurate in saying that they're friends though." Moving to Apollo next, he continued, "Apollo Justice, Wright's newest edition to the 'Talent Agency' he runs. Defence Lawyer. Rumour has it that he has a knack at knowing when you're lying. I'd believe it too. He has a cute little side kick, Wright daughter Trucy. Cutest thing under the sun she is." Smiling at that, Zeth moved on to Klavier, "Klavier Gavin, younger brother to Kristoph who is also here somewhere, he's a prosecutor I hold in VERY high regards, and is also the lead guitarist of the Gavineers, his band. Very popular band." Moving on to Dawn, Zeth's smile became lopsided at her, "Dawn I believe. She's... pretty self explanatory I think. She says that she's a prosecutor, and knows Franziska Vonkarma, and seems to have a thing for Wright... Speaking of Wright- he's not here either... Weird. He was meant to be back when he was done with Klavier..."

Stopping to take in a long breath of air, and let it out slowly, Zeth sighed, "Unfortunately, I'm only familiar with the lawyer, prosecutors, and detectives, and past cases around here. The musicians... not so much. I... can find out more about them if you need me to?"

((Sorry for the long post. Zeth vast pool of knowledge would likely set most people to sleep XD This is how he is if a superiour asks him to talk though XD You get more than you bargained for XD

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((I've updated the adult's spin results. Note to all the new players- In Truth or dare, you chose ONE of your three spinning options, you spin them, then ask them truth or dare. They decide which they'll chose, and then you do the truth or the dare. If your dare is an intense one, please be wary of the RPer, make sure it's ok with them that you're giving thier character a hard time. Otherwise it's not fun. Coolies?))

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Kristoph looked down at his outfit as Phoenix complimented it, looking back up witn a smile at his friend. Were they friends now? It was hard to tell, but he seemed normal enough. Other than the odd awkwardness in the conversation.

He shook his head. "No, I'll wait for you. Who knows what could be happening by the time you get back." He smiled again, looking over to the kitchen door. From what he'd gathered from watching their conversation, his brüder was joining their game. Well, that should be interesting.

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Nadine clapped her hands together in surprise, face breaking into a wide smile at Alex's sudden change of heart. "Wow, Daz. You should matchmake more often." She laughed, tilting her head around for a better view of the pair. "Aww...they look so sweet."

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Ema looked up quickly as a familiar, purple clad prosecutor walked in and started talking to Vicious. So, he was asking Phoenix if he could join the game. She leaned back in her chair, already thinking of potential things to ask him if she spun.

((BTW, Ark - Klavier doesn't seem to be in the new spins. ><))

(( T.T I know... Nii has already noted me. I've added an extra spin to everyone so they have FOUR choices now. That's to make up for Klavier not getting a chance. NO MORE UPDATES THOUGH. Seriously. Lets get some teenagers in the game. If spin the bottle is becoming a drag, would people be interested in that turning into Truth or Dare too? ))

"OK, Phoenix replied unsurely, scooting past Kristoph as quickly as he could without seeming too rude. Ducking around the corner and pausing for a quick moment, Phoenix couldn't help a slight smile on his face at seeing Kristoph in the yukata. He wasn't sure if it was old memories that warmed him, but there was something nice about seeing him in one. It suited him more than he wanted to let on. Figuring that wearing a smile wasn't too incriminating, Phoenix strode into the lounge, busting in on one of the kisses, with one of the guys still scattered on his back.

"I wonder what's going on..." Phoenix asked himself, walking up to the group, and kneeling beside Trucy. Watching the kiss for a moment, Phoenix raised his brows in interest. Looked alot better of a kiss than some of the others he'd seen today. Maybe something was happening between those two? Chuckling lightly, Phoenix tapped Trucy's shoulder for her attention.

"Hey, Sunshine," Phoenix smiled, "Klavier has decided to join the adults group now, OK? I'm sure you'll all be fine without someone watching over you. If you have any problems, you can always come out and see me and I'll help you right away."

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Kristoph strode into the living room after Phoenix, smiling at how his face seemed to brighten when talking to his daughter. He really does love that girl, he thought fondly. The awkwardness was getting in the way of his and Phoenix's relationship along with the fact that Trucy would probably never trust him.

"Klavier's leaving us?" Trucy pouted before letting her face spread back into its trademark grin. "We'll be okay, Daddy. Everyone's..getting on." She winked cheekily at him.

"That's my girl," Phoenix grinned, giving Trucy a quick kiss on the top of her head, "Well, I'm not far away if you need me. I apologise in advance if myself, or any of the other adults need to come into here for a dare again." Not sticking around too much longer to potentially embarrass his daughter any more, Phoenix headed back to the hallway to Kristoph with a big smile on his face. Seeing Trucy happy always uplifted his spirits tremendously. He didn't know where he'd be right now if it weren't for his little Trucy lighting up his day with her smile.

"Now, back to Truth or dare," Phoenix beamed happily. Feeling over the moon happy knowing that his daughter was happy, his friends were having plenty of fun... or atleast having an interesting afternoon, and that his former best friend was now potentially OK again now, there wasn't much that life could do to damper his unusually happy mood. Walking up to Kristoph, Phoenix wrapped his arm around Kristoph's front as he walked past, and began carefully walking Kristoph backwards, "I feel like there's going to be some very interesting dares coming up...

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After Trucy had waved her Daddy off, Kristoph took note of Phoenix's beam, smiling himself as he made his way back towards him. It was a shame that Trucy would never trust him. That would be a nice thing to share with Phoenix.

Kristoph's eyes widened and he was snapped out of his thoughts as Phoenix wrapped an arm closely around him, steering him backwards towards the kitchen. He slid out of Phoenix's grip hurriedly, face tinged lightly pink, and he made his swift way back to his seat at the table, avoiding Phoenix's gaze.

Surely he should have figured it out by now. Even before I got convicted. He's never been the best at interpreting people, but... Shaking his head to clear his thoughts and expression, he sat back, running a hand through his hair with a sigh.

((Guess I could bump his age down to 35 if if you wish))

Reports came in that Sean had not return since taking of with a few patrol officers. This did not bode well for Detective Harley Draco. It was bad enough head has to watch out for the kid, but when he heard she was out to rescue a possibly 'kidnapped' Klavier, he could`t help but grumble. Reports came in the Klavier was fine, that`s nice...but ehy the hell hasn't an reported back in yet?!

He sighed, pulling his police car over by the side of the street, noticing mnay other vehicles parked near a home. A party, he guessed. Sean might be in there. He walked up to the door, and knocked. He didn't expext the door to nealy come off ot hinges when he knocked though. He grabbed the door before it could slam into the wall. "Hello?" he called out.