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[jailbirdprosecutor]

[In honor of Spirit of Justice's localized release, a festival is happening in Japanifornia! (More deets about the setting on the linked page.) Not that the inhabitants know what the festival's origin is. It's simply known as the annual Spirit of Justice Festival, which they can only assume has to do with celebrating justice, spirits or a mixture of both. Regardless, it lasts a whole week and there's a lot to do throughout the city.

There are stage shows all across the city's parks, from Steel Samurai to Pink Princess to the Plumed Punisher. Come get your Samurai Dogs, killer-shaped ice cream, magatah'man or swiss rolls while you watch! The Berry Bootleg Circus is in town as well! (Not to be confused with the Berry Big Circus.) Weirdos in Blue Badger outfits are marching the streets, handing out balloons to kids. Gavinners music blares from speakers mounted to buildings. For the week of the festival only, there's a special sale happening in the furniture stores: 50% off all traditional American kotatsus! What a deal!

At night time, the sky lights up with fireworks for roughly half an hour. Funnily enough, the colorful explosions take the shapes of attorney badges, prosecutor badges and magatamas. Aaah, what a delightful time of the year.]


[[OOC: Feel free to start your own starters if you want! It's not limited to Ace Attorney characters.]]

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Simon Blackquill

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[Now from SoJ canon point, Simon is sticking mostly to himself and avoiding crowds. He can be found either watching a Steel Samurai stage show from a distance or at any of the noodle stands.]

i hope this is okay?

[fashionrevival]

[She's not entirely sure she should be out and about right now. Not for her safety, but for the tiny life in the covered up stroller she's carting around. Still, she didn't want to leave Jeb all alone with the responsibility, and she wanted to see the festival. It should be all right as long as she makes sure everyone else keeps their distance from her child, and she has ways of ensuring that! Forcefully, if she must!

Currently though, she's hungry. Since one of the noodle stands is the closest to her, she's quick to head towards it...

Until she sees a very familiar face with no physical handicaps to speak of. Then she's a little more reluctant to keep going. Sure, things had worked out just fine during that little ordeal at her home, but now... she's not sure. Her stomach is growling loudly, though.]

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[At the moment, Simon's enjoying a nice bowl of chicken and soba noodle soup. This is one of those typical American Japanese noodle stands that looks like a bar inside a tent, so that's exactly where he's seated; at the bar. You can bet he's slurping them, too, because he really is just that into the appropriate table manners. Taka is seated atop the roof of the booth, looking slightly ruffled at the generic noise of the city.

Does Tori dare approach?]

[fashionrevival]

[simon ur a fukin nerd

Tori does dare approach, though it's slowly and with hesitance. At first, anyway. Eventually hunger wins out over awkwardness, so she ends up moving closer at a quicker rate.

The sooner she gets food, the better. And hey, maybe Simon won't even notice she's there.]

[jailbirdprosecutor]

[bird nerd

Won't notice? Please. It's a tiny noodle booth. Delicious as his soup is, he can't help but look up when someone enters. Especially because it involves a baby stroller. He wasn't expecting to see anyone he knows in this city, but that's how it is with multiverses and nexi, isn't it?]

...Tori.

[fashionrevival]

[Tori's luck is awful, and she should know better than to hope things go her way.

She looks away from him, trying not to blush. Not because of her feelings for the other him (though that sure doesn't help), but because of how awkward she still feels.]

...Simon.

Datz Are'bal

[alley_whoops]

[This whimsical revolutionary is eating any kind of food he can get his hands on. Yes, he will resort to stealing if he has to. A quick firecracker to the side of the booth is enough of a distraction for him to pocket a few magatah'man and swiss rolls. BANG!

And yes, he will laugh as he runs away, at one point his arms full of samurai dogs.]

[gamingart]

[This Jeb is not the Jeb who is used to all these nexus shenanigans. No, this one is freshly plucked from his world, a few years younger and even more bright eyed. This situation is still scary to him in a way, but he's not going to stop himself from taking in all the sights. It's always good to make the best of a frightening situation, and it's so fascinating here! Especially now with this festival...

Unfortunately, taking in the sights has made it so he's not watching where he's going. Hopefully Datz isn't distracted too, because Jeb's made himself a very easy target to run into and stop that running.

That would just be horrible, wouldn't it?]

[alley_whoops]

[Datz is definitely distracted. How could he not be? His arms are full of treats! He's going to be dining like a king tonight. Or, y'know, a queen, which is what Khura'inese citizens are used to.

Needless to say, he does indeed round a corner and run straight into Jeb, leading to a harsh collision. Samurai dogs are sent flying in every direction and Datz hops backwards in alarm, looking startled. He's five times as startled when he realizes he just dropped all his food.]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!

[gamingart]

[Jeb obviously doesn't see this coming, so when the collusion occurs he ends up falling to the ground. He cries out in pain upon impact with the ground, unable to figure out what's happened for a moment.

...but only a moment, because that scream sure makes him aware of at least some of what happened.]

Ah--! I'm so sorry...! [Because this is clearly all his fault.]

[alley_whoops]

[FOOD IS ON THE GROUND!!! THE FOOD!!! THOSE BEAUTIFUL HOTDOGS RELATED TO SAMURAI...!!!

...Oh and some guy is on the ground too. Welp. There's a moment where an internal struggle happens, as Datz's gaze moves from the fallen samurai dogs to the guy he bumped into, then back to the hotdogs. Finally, he shrugs it off and holds out a hand to help Jeb back to his feet.]

Don't worry about it. You okay? [He asks with an incredibly strong accent. Canon never says whether Khura'inese characters speak English to Japanifornia characters, but let's assume everyone in the damn country is bilingual because there's no way someone like Phoenix could understand Khura'inese.]

Roger Retinz

[hangloose]

[Roger has to make all-new connections in this place, as no one's ever heard of the 'Ratings Rajah' before. He should count himself lucky that TVs exist in this nexus at all.

Regardless, he's slipping business cards to important-looking people, while scoffing at the magicians belonging to the Berry Bootleg Circus.]

WARNING FOR POTENTIAL AA6 CASE 2 SPOILERS IN THIS THREAD HURR

[magicpanchira]

[ Today's been a good day. She's got an early birthday present for Apollo in the form of a kotatsu that she got for a steal, people have been stuffing balloon animals at her right and left, and there's a ton of fireworks and good food.

Except there's one thing to ruin it: Roger Retinz. Trucy's just taken notice of him, thrusting cards at people in that obnoxious way he does. She's not going to let him screw up her day, though. Except now she's not sure if she should try and walk the other way quickly, or pretend she doesn't notice him...

...Yeah, that could work. So, she casually pulls her phone out and just sort of continues on her way, pretending to send a text. Excuse her for not wanting to associate with you, sir. ]

[hangloose]

[Trucy can try to avoid him all she wants, but that outfit of hers stands out like a sore thumb. Or, well, more like a sore old arm injury, in Roger's case. Regardless, he can pick her out of the crowd quite well. He could just let her walk on. It's not really any of his business what she does around here, is it?

........ Of course it is. He's still convinced that he 'won', and perfectly willing to gloat about it. As it so happens, he still has Trucy's phone number, so he'll send her a text that she can't possibly ignore.]

No defense attorney to keep you out of trouble this time? lol.

[magicpanchira]

[ Her phone vibrates, and she can feel her left eye give the slightest of twitches as she calmly reads over the stupid text. Well, so much for trying to be civil and stay out of his way. Except instead of doing the mature thing of walking over to directly confront him, she turns to stare at him for a moment, a great big smile in place before her fingers are flying against her phone. Ping, enjoy your text, Roger. ]

No jail cell big enough for your ego? looooool

[hangloose]

[... Oh, that's witty. Real witty. He makes sure to shoot a disgusted look her way, like the hypocrite he is, before replying.]

That's not much of a factor when I can just buy myself out. 8P

[He's filthy stinkin' rich and he still has his own trial to undergo. He'll get some shady defense attorney and he'll be out on the streets again in no time, believe you him. It might take a mild insanity plea, but hey, anything to avoid execution. He would bribe the prosecution while he's at it, but apparently there's only like three prosecutors left in the office and they're all too high on morality to take the bait.]

before simon? after simon? it is a mystery.

[fashionrevival]

[Tori hopefully doesn't look too important, especially since she's pushing a baby stroller. Not that Tori knows that this is a guy she should likely avoid or anything.

We just know this one's track record with douchebags.]

[hangloose]

[Tori's track record with douchebags indicates that she needs to meet all the douchebags.

Honestly? Roger hadn't even seen her. He was a little too busy with extravagantly presenting his business card to the lady(?) in the Plumed Punisher outfit. He doesn't care that this character already has a show in Japanifornia, it's not a crime for a franchise to change producers.

Anyway, he doesn't become aware of the woman with the baby stroller until he backs himself into said stroller and stumbles awkwardly.]

Whoah!

[fashionrevival]

[Truthfully, Tori hadn't really noticed him either. This changes when he backs into Raven's stroller. Immediately, Tori goes into protective (and slightly panicked) mother mode.]

Hey, watch where you're going! [Strangers shouldn't be getting so close...!]

[hangloose]

[Oh please, like he wants to be close to babies. They're gross. What if it spits up on him or something? UGH. Needless to say, he takes a few hasty sidesteps to get away from the stroller, raising up his hands.]

Hey now, take it easy!

Simon Blackquill

[hawkattack]

[He's just. Wandering around, looking for his damn noodles. Too many tourists, he can barely get through to get to Whet Noodles.]

[He needs those noodles, dammit.]

[[ooc; SoJ canon point, but I haven't finished Case 5 yet.]]

[alley_whoops]

[DID SOMEONE SAY TOURISTS? Here we have one eccentric foreigner, basically muscling his way through the crowd. He can smell noodles and he wants them badly. Have an elbow in the chest, Simon.]

[hawkattack]

[His hand instantly lashes out to grab the elbow.]

Tch. Watch where you're going, or you'll cause enough harm that you might face the executioner's blade.

[alley_whoops]

[With that, Datz freezes in his tracks. He doesn't try to pry himself free, instead just turning to face Simon with a rather nonchalant air about him. The following remark causes him to grin.]

What? The executioner? Hah ha ha ha! Good one!

[hawkattack]

... You're one of those types. I see. You should still take care.

[Taka squawks and swoops down to land on Simon's shoulder. He releases Datz to scritch the bird's head.]