045. [Accidental video/Action for Goldenrod] (forward-dated to Saturday morning)
[Given the work week, Heather has not had a chance to really enjoy the snow that much. Whether the Pokemon world celebrates Christmas the same way most 'normal' ones do is up for debate, but one thing is clear: holiday shopping is universal. The Department Store has been going absolutely insane with gaudy decorations and increasingly-frenzied
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Sobbing. Forever. Phoenix just sighs and begins the ascent back up the stairs, with Mia hopping right along after him, wiggling her cute little butt at Cujo. SHE IS DARING YOU TO CHASE HER. OR MAYBE SHE IS FLIRTING. It's hard to tell with Mia sometimes. She has about as much emotional range as Butch.]
Hm? [He glances back at Heather when she asks, reaching down to pull the book out partway with his opposite hand.] This, you mean?
[...is that an embarassed face he's making? Why yes, yes it is.] It's. Um.
...a sketchbook.
[And he is quickly shoving it back up his arm and facing forward once more. Phoenix is incredibly self-concious about his art, okay.]
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[Cujo is the most oblivious thing in existence, so if it's a flirting attempt, it flies right over his head. He happily bounds after her because NEW PLAYMATE NEW PLAYMATE OMG.]
[Heather, meanwhile, is sort of leaning around Phoenix curiously, trying to get a better glimpse at the mysterious book.]
A sketchbook? You draw?
[Y SO SHY PHOENIX. She won't bite you! .... She MIGHT not bite you.]
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Oh, well, Mia can work with that! At the top of the first flight of stairs, she stops, turns around, and proceeds to ROLL BACK DOWN right into Cujo. I AM A BALL, WHAT WILL YOU DO. While Lady trails along after them looking as if they performed some sin against her soul or something. Why so srs, Lady?
Phoenix, meanwhile, only tucks it further under his arm when he sees her peeking, looking mighty embarassed.] Y-yeah, but it's just a hobby. I was going to major in art and theatre before I switched to prelaw...
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[OH. MY. GOD. Mia has just blown Cujo's little mind. With an expression of sheer awe, he barks several times just to express his amazement, and then give her a big nudge with his muzzle. Lady is ignored for the moment because SHE IS NOT BEING INTERESTING.]
[Heather's not about to leave Phoenix alone, though.]
Why ya mumbling? That's neat. I didn't know you did that kinda stuff. I thought lawyers were just like... I dunno. I didn't know they had hobbies.
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And when Cujo nudges her, Mia just...rolls along with it! This is fun!
Poor, poor Phoenix. He begins on the second flight of stairs, flashing Heather a bit of a sheepish grin.] Well, it's not like I'm that good or anything. [Actually, Phoenix, you're not half bad at the things you do! Have some more confidence in something other than poker, seriously.] It's just something I do to relax.
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But yeah I was planning on having it take place in the evening anyhow. THUMBS UP.]
[Heather follows him brightly.]
Well, if it was your MAJOR, you can't be bad, right?
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Oh my god all of this climbing -- they reach the top of the second flight and Phoenix pauses to let Lady catch up.] ...I guess. [A shrug!] I was always doodling in class, anyway...
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[And now she's reaching hopefully for the sketchbook.]
Can I see?
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...and since he figures she'll take it from him whether he likes it or not...he just sighs and, begrudgingly, pulls it out and holds it out to her.] Knock yourself out.
[The first thing you'll notice is that Phoenix...is actually pretty damn good. Everyone he's met in Route -- including you, Heather -- is drawn in there. People whom he's friends with, or has had significant interactions with are drawn more often, as are his Pokémon.
What he was drawing before he ran into you was Goldenrod, one of the only landscapes in the entire book.]
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[So she grins as she takes it and starts to flip through it.]
... Whoa.
[Outdoor antics temporarily forgotten, she flips through the pages, brows rising.]
... These are really good, you know... I-- ... hey, is that ME??
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And, as should be expected, he manages to look even MORE embarassed at the compliment, rubbing the back of his neck and looking at anywhere but Heather and his sketchbook.] T-thanks.
Er--
[He chances a glance back to see what picture she's referring to -- it so happens to be the first one he did of her, after speaking with her about her father post-Trucy's first arrival. And he drew her just as he saw her -- a perky, slightly pink-looking tired blonde girl with freckles. There's no exaggerations or fixed flaws; Phoenix draws people as he sees them, for all their imperfections and annomolies.]
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[Heather's just sorta grinning at the picture. As much as she doesn't care for her own appearance (especially those freckles), that doesn't mean seeing it in picture form upsets her. She thinks it's neat that he's just... drawing people.]
[She looks a little longer, then grins and passes the book back over to him.]
Cool.
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He takes the book back gratefully, a bit of a smile on his face. As self-concious as he is, it's sort of nice to get compliments once in a while. Plus, it's sort of nice knowing that someone else knows about his hobby -- he's had a lot of people tease him about the fact that, when lawyers pass their bar, the ONLY THING THEY CARE ABOUT IS LAW, and along with the typical "ambulance chaser" comments, they'd always irked him. It was one of the things that defined him as being a person, not just a lawyer in a blue suit.
He keeps climbing in relative silence, stopping to take a breather when they get to the fourth floor, and to let Cujo, Mia and Lady catch up. Damn all of these stairs. At least is was better than the TWELVE FLIGHTS he had to take coming down from Edgeworth's office back at home...]
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So tell me.
Have you EVER played in the snow?
Like, ever?
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...n-no, I haven't. We don't get snow in L.A., and I've only been to Tahoe once. And that was in the fall, there was barely any snow there even if I'd wanted to...
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