Waiting on Godot...
Gender: Female
Location: New Zealand
Rank: Ace Attorney
Joined: Mon Jul 21, 2008 9:23 am
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((Denerop- Sorry, this may have been not explained enough. You get a choice of Darren and Nadine, Nathan and Nadine, or Alex and Darren. You can swap out Nathan for anyone since I think I might reroll the young group again to sort out the numbers, but if you chose Darren, you'll need to make the seconds spin either Nadine or Alex. This random generation is so that you don't get to choose who you kiss- like in the real game, but also gives you three options so you can find one with the best drama, even if it's same sex))
Zeth((Just so you know Nii- Zeth took the heavy Feenie jumper off for a vest underneath it. Zeth as a bit lanky in this so it doesn't fit him like it would for older Phoenix. He's reasonably decent in it.
I imagine it looks like this on Phoenix... ISH XD but Zeth is alot skinnier so it'll hang of him a bit. ))
"W....What?" Toppling backwards, Zeth crashed into Phoenix from the force of her shove. Grabbing Zeth before he toppled to the ground, Phoenix looked between Sean, and Zeth, his face now covered in jacket. Zeth closed his eyes in shame then, accepting this moment of grace as he hid himself from the world for a moment.
"You can't hide from her after that," Phoenix whispered to him through the jacket, "Weren't you just saying that'd you liked the shape of her body? Well... you can see it now."
Pausing for a moment on the spot as he realised that a familiar smell was around his face. Calming his wound up temperament, one of his hands carefully patted the jacket on his face, feeling the soft leather surface. A half smile appeared on his face then, as he grabbed the jacket and removed it.
Did Sean just do that to humour me? Or cause she wanted to be looked at? "Heheh... You crazy woman," Zeth retort, standing to an upright with Phoenix's help. Looking back at Sean watching over the group as he rested the jacket on a nearby coat hook. Looking at her curiously, he tried to figure out which she meant. Was she humouring him? Or did she want to be looked at? What ever the reason, she did it so he could look at her- willingly. Whether or not she enjoyed him looking was another. But then again, him being in a vest never seemed to make her nervous before now. Maybe... Maybe she didn't want to admit she liked to see his...
"Here's your shirt, Gant," Phoenix suddenly offered, chucking Zeth his black teeshirt. Zeth caught the shirt and smirked,
"This is all your fault, you know, Wright?" Zeth suddenly smirked, slipping off the vest.
"Oh, how is that?" Phoenix asked, crossing his arms as Zeth slipped his back into is teeshirt once more.
"It's that damn jumper," Zeth retort, slipping the teeshirt over his head, "It's not natural for a man to wear that colour. I acted like a self conscious idiot."
"It's all in the mind, Gant," Phoenix smirked, tilting his head to the side. "That all needed to come out and you know it. Now get over there and make amends to Sean so we can get this game started."
Huffing loudly at Phoenix as he left, Zeth casually stuffed his hands back into the borrowed jeans (He was wearing his camo pants in the rain so they're still wet), and shuffled back to Sean, feeling better now he wasn't boiling to death in that sweatshirt anymore, or wearing clothes that offended Sean.
"This better?" Zeth asked Sean with a slightly cheeky smirk, "Or would you rather I put the clown suit back on?"
That's better, Zeth thought,
I'm dry now so I don't need to wear that heavy sweatshirt. Wearing that lump of pink fluff had to be the worst combination with this already delicate situation. Time to patch things up again*******************
Aphra"Of course." Klavier replied to her, suddenly leading her back to the group forcefully. Eyes widened in panic as she was pulled forward at an alarming rate, he stopped her at the circle abruptly, "Take a seat wherever you like, ja? This round has barely started."
"But..." Aphra's pleas went to waste as Klaviers attention left her. She knew when she needed to call a battle for rest for now and fight later. "Fine," She softly muttered, as Darren and Alex turned to see Aphra standing there, just been ushered to the group by Klavier. IT must've been official that she was in the group. ((I'll assume at this point that Charisa hasn't spun yet.))
"Your sister had to leave early, Darren," Aphra stated firmly, "She seemed in a bit of a hurry. I think she may have gotten a little over shy from this game."
"Shy?" Darren asked suspiciously, standing to his feet. Stepping up to Aphra, Darren narrowed his eyes, "Shy, or are you just narrowing the competition for Alex?"
"Can you just trust me for once, you paranoid buffoon?" Aphra snapped back, "I'm telling it like it is. She just ran up to me, and told me to tell you that she needed to go home. She didn't tell me why, ok?"
"Hmmfph," Darren looked aside harshly, crossing his arms. Of all the people she was cruel to, she never seemed to hold a grudge against his sister, so he had to trust her that much, "Fine. Now get the hell out of here."
((Nadine want to back her friend up?))