004; (voice; english)

[vonkarmic]

(65% locked to the AA apartments)

I grow tired of the incessant noise, lack of proper entertainment, and constant foolery that runs rampant throughout this apartment, so I will be spending the next day or so at the library in hopes of obtaining some reading material to occupy me during the rest of the winter.

(she pauses, and then adds:)If anyone

Comments

[idkmybffmrhat]

The noise isn't that bad!

[vonkarmic]

The only location to which the commotion here would pale in comparison is a circus, Trucy Wright.

[idkmybffmrhat]

.. How many circuses have you been to?

[vonkarmic]

That question is irrelevant.

[locked]

[verily_ergo]

I advise not going out in the weather alone. Let me escort you.

[locked]

[vonkarmic]

I know you're aware that I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself, Miles Edgeworth, or have you forgotten to whom you are speaking?

[locked]

[verily_ergo]

There was a blizzard broadcast for this week!

[...]

If you insist on going-- ... If you would simply tell me the truth, we could easily avoid this.

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[vonkarmic]

And two people venturing out into it would be better than one, somehow? Make sense, little brother.

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[fingersnapping]

[Manfred's been waiting at the library for a little while, sitting in a chair, cane resting across his lap. To the untrained eye, it might appear that Manfred von Karma is sleeping. Of course, anyone who knows the man would know that he would never sleep in such a public location. Instead, he is simply waiting. Waiting for what? Waiting to make things right, perhaps.]

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[vonkarmic]

(Franziska enters the library quietly, shivering from the cold; she's been debating with herself the whole way over about all the possible ways this meeting could go, trying to formulate responses to questions she knew she'd be asked, but had little success in doing so - despite all her skill in putting logic before emotion, no amount of preparation would have helped her deal with the fact that her father had, for all intents and purposes, come back from the grave. When she sees him, she suddenly feels glad that food has been so scarce lately - apprehension has her stomach tightly tied in knots.

Unsure of how to proceed, she calls out:)

Papa?

(The word falls from her lips automatically; she feels stupidly sentimental as soon as she says it, especially given her determination to refrain from calling him by such when he'd first arrived; she wishes desperately that she could take it back, but of course, she can't.)

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[fingersnapping]

[The familiar voice attracts Manfred's attention and with a slight ruffle of movement, he lifts the cane from his lap and taps it against the floor, the sound reverberating loudly in the space of library. He moves to stand, but finds it quite uncomfortable to do so - despite everything, he cannot ignore the lack of sustenance in this place, not to mention the weather which seems to make his old injury twinge with every snowdrop. It's been several weeks since he's seen his daughter last, and he marvels at how much of a woman she has become. While he is sure if he ever mentioned it, she would argue that she was an adult ever since she started her career, Manfred knew he had been asking a child to do an adult's job. A test, an experiment, perhaps - and she had performed commendably.

How old did she claim to be now? Nineteen? Twenty? It did not matter, and for a moment, Manfred felt as though he almost ought to be proud of her, then remembered the reasons for their meeting - she had failed, she was flawed, they were imperfect, the both

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[vonkarmic]

(Yes, they did have quite a bit to discuss, and Franziska had a sinking feeling - both from what he had said directly to her in the earlier conversation and from what she knew about her father otherwise - that she knew just which items of discussion would be at the top of his list.

Closing the distance between the two of them, she pulls a chair into place a few feet in front of him and sits down precisely the way she'd always been taught to do - ankles crossed, spine straight, shoulders back - and waits for him to speak.)

[turneverystone]

Are you going to be able to make it there safely? The snow and ice are quite bad.

[vonkarmic]

Your concern is wholly unnecessary, Mia Fey, as the winters in Germany are far more severe than anything Discedo could possibly throw my way - your worries would be far more appropriately directed toward anyone who has to spend an extended period of time in that circus of an apartment. It is truly enough to drive someone - of lesser resilience, of course - completely insane.

[turneverystone]

Though I'm sure things like clothing and shoes are not quite up to what you're used to, Franziska von Karma. Just be careful.

It is quite distracting.

[vonkarmic]

That is where you're wrong - you act as though I'd be foolish enough to wear anything but the sturdiest and most sensible of attire!

(...)

Still, I will bring along a blanket in case the weather worsens drastically - von Karmas are always prepared for every possible circumstance, after all.