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[powernaps]

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Did someone say something about Ema needing to get laid...?

[investigative]

[Everyone's favorite moody detective can be found at the precinct, munching away... as usual. Have fun with this one~]

I played a new game. It's called Login Shotgun.

[gunsmokeangel]

[Cue some idiot walking in. So much for a quiet day of munching.]

Hey, excuse me, Miss? Is this where I bring a lost wallet I found?

[Oh shit- it's the infamous criminal, Vash the Stampede!]

Well, it's not like we didn't want these two to do something together before! XD

[investigative]

[Unfortunately, it's never a quiet day of munching for Ema... if it's not one thing, it's another. She looks up from her back of snacks (and the paper work she's been procrastinating on. After staring at him for a good few moments... (why did he look so familiar?), she stops munching long enough to speak.]

I'm a detective, not a lost and found box.

[gunsmokeangel]

Well, I don't want to leave it in the wrong hands! Are you sure I can't just leave it here, in case someone reports their wallet is missing?

[Vash rubs the back of his head. A tall man in a red trenchcoat with spikey hair... ring a bell?]

[click_reload]

[Hello gentlemen and gentleladies. Have one Jill Valentine, shacked up in some nondescript room, cause hell if she'd be anywhere....normal. She's reading, have fun distracting her from that.]

[notonroids]

[Here Jill, have one partner walking out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel around his waist. He's looking a bit scruffy too.]

Hey, Jill, have you seen my razor?

[click_reload]

[And that's a sufficient distraction. Book? What book? Since when was she reading? Dear partner, please to be ignoring the stare.]

Medicine cabinet?

[notonroids]

For some reason, I thought I left it out here.

[Glad you could join us Jill. Chris doesn't look half bad without a shirt really. He nods at that, before going back into the bathroom. With luck? He'll find his razor.]

:>

[oh_yew]

(DESPITE HER LAUGHING VULVA ... )

/strokes

[milesbratwurst]

[MILES EDGEWORTH WANTS NOTHING TO DO WITH HER LAUGHTER, VULVA OR NOT, OR HER IN GENERAL...YET HERE HE IS.]

that's right, bb

[oh_yew]

(YET HERE HE IS INDEED ... WHEREVER 'HERE' IS.

Calisto inclines her head, smile playing about on her lips, but doesn't say anything just yet.)

[milesbratwurst]

[His voice is almost a quiet snarl.]

You.

[vonkarmic]

(There is no lead-up here ... your challenge is great enough with this one, anyway.)

[notmanaging]

[Franziska von Karma is a challenge Adrian Andrews will accept every time.]

Franziska?

timeline/canon/location for this one?

[vonkarmic]

(Franziska folds her arms across her chest and regards the other woman coolly.)

Adrian Andrews.

2050/just after they've escaped discedo/franziska

[notmanaging]

[...by which I mean...sometime in Discedo canon when they're in an amiable mood?]

Did you want some company?

[someonesuitable]

(Tits McGee approves of this.)

[click_reload]

(Jill Valentine. Awaiting orders.)

[someonesuitable]

You certainly took long enough getting here.

[click_reload]

I apologize. [And the words are dead, not her own. She wants to choke on them, or better yet choke the bitch herself. But she's nothing but an obedient doll at this point.] Did you need me for something...?