Seven Turnabouts

[wrightlaw]

Almost the tenth Christmas I've been here in Mayfield... time flies.

[Phoenix here hasn't changed all that much. He does kinda-sorta look like he would in his 'hobo' years, but since he still has a lawyering job, he doesn't wear a hoodie, and he still keeps his spiky hairdo intact

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[brbpouncingyou]

Time certainly does fly when you're name after a fiery bird, my friend.

[[Allan's on his skateboard he got from Minatsuki all those years ago.]]

[wrightlaw]

Heh. Still enjoying that skateboard, Allan?

[brbpouncingyou]

Always have, always will.

[herownperson]

[Over the past ten years, with all of the things that've happened to her by way of the town's general sadism, Matt Engarde (nothing specific, let's just assume his usual enthusiastic brand of asshole) and with the promise of ever leaving Mayfield growing more and more distant, Adrian's been worn-down, become cynical, has fallen right back into the trap of becoming someone else in order to cope, so she's behaving much like she was in JFA: cold, dismissive, and detached.]

[She acknowledges Phoenix with a curt nod of her head.]

Mr. Wright.

[wrightlaw]

[He gives her a quick nod in return.}

Ms. Andrews. How are you faring?

[herownperson]

[She lazily shrugs one shoulder.]

As well as can be expected, I suppose. And yourself?