003. CLOVIS LA BRITANNIA.
Who: Clovis la Britannia, Yuri Petrov, Miles Edgeworth, and Franziska von Karma.
Where: Somarium Courthouse steps then unnamed cafe.
Style: Whatever you want.
Status: Closed.
Blowing into his hands, he can still feel the cold through his gloves. Wiggling his fingers, he continued his melodramatic narration of how he is freezing in his head. It had musical score for it was something to be desired, but he was a painter and could only create the scene. He huffed -- seeing his breath -- as the air burst pushed his hair out of his face. This was just unacceptable. It did not matter if he was sitting around for only a few minutes (actually, it was most likely like one), he was cold and was going to start texting all those that should be present with him to be present.
"It seems as though you are not here yet. I am here. We are going for tea. Do you want me to come looking for you?" He left the message on their voicemails to shove his own dreamberry into his pocket. His arms crossed as he let out another huff.
Where: Somarium Courthouse steps then unnamed cafe.
Style: Whatever you want.
Status: Closed.
Blowing into his hands, he can still feel the cold through his gloves. Wiggling his fingers, he continued his melodramatic narration of how he is freezing in his head. It had musical score for it was something to be desired, but he was a painter and could only create the scene. He huffed -- seeing his breath -- as the air burst pushed his hair out of his face. This was just unacceptable. It did not matter if he was sitting around for only a few minutes (actually, it was most likely like one), he was cold and was going to start texting all those that should be present with him to be present.
"It seems as though you are not here yet. I am here. We are going for tea. Do you want me to come looking for you?" He left the message on their voicemails to shove his own dreamberry into his pocket. His arms crossed as he let out another huff.