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[thegrapesdepression]

Phoenix tries to keep breathing and conscious throughout the commotion as his companions faint and the police suspend Yomiel in interrogation. But is it Yomiel? Even as shaken as he is, Phoenix can see how differently that man behaves compared to the one who proxy-pulled the trigger earlier. Perhaps this is another possession situation.

Whatever. All he cares about for now is the relief of the oxygen and painkillers as he's carted into an ambulance and driven to the hospital. Exhaustion, shock, and injury all pull him back down into unconsciousness soon enough once he arrives at the hospital.

Sweet, delicious rest.

Larry is sitting nearby when Phoenix wakes again, slow and groggy. He can still feel how his chest numbly aches but it's not as bad now, and his bleary state of kind likely comes more from medication. He blinks at his old friend and tries to remember how to smile.

#itsgottabethebutz #iustitia calengiare (ic) #court is now in session (ic) #the past never dies (hawthorne verse)

[guilty-love]

@itsgottabethebutz

Preparations have taken quite a while but Klavier is aware that rushing things would be too dangerous. Time has passed since they have caught that poor guy from the crew of The Lady Justice and gotten the information about the map his captain desired from him. Since that day, Klavier has been working nonstop.

Of course, getting hasty was a dangerous thing. Larry is well aware that Klavier plans on infiltrating the ship, on stealing the hidden map from Captain Edgeworth’s cabin. He’s aware that he has to be careful and that he has to make his move when the time is right.

They allow the ship to leave the port, after making sure that they are not planning on getting the treasure Kristoph is after for themselves. A small heist would not be a problem and it would give Klavier the perfect opportunity to get on board of their ship.

The opportunity arises on the night where the Lady Justice returns. It is not uncommon for pirates to celebrate their victory with their entire crew in a pub over a drink or two or fifteen. And Klavier knows that this is his best chance to sneak on board and retrieve the map.

He knows that joining the celebrations in the pub is a dangerous thing to do, but Klavier has to make sure that Edgeworth and Wright are both not on board of the ship before he gets going.

He fixes his disguise – a long, low cut, velvet dress – and risks a last glance in the mirror, making sure his lips are red and luscious, his eyes are brightly colored and his hair, which is in braids draped on his head, decorated with red flowers, are still perfectly fine.

#itsgottabethebutz #pirate au

[aptlyattorney]

@itsgottabethebutz​ continued from here

“ Aw. “  Well. There were worse ways to  to have his face blotted out in a series of unfortunate events, and most of his upper torso.

 If not for the spray, it might look like a re-creation of one of those headless marble statues.

“ Can I put this thing down?” Which, really it wasn’t anything heavy, just was an older sketch book he’d been given to hold to look a bit regal.  His thumb catches the edge of the paper, pushing it up a hair and peeking  inside. “What’s in this, anyway?”

#Bracelet:on:IC #only if you'd like to continue of course #itsgottabethebutz #but I was inspired

[crossed--fates]

I wanted to make a GT Style fake screenshot of that scene lmao

#AnaLee Speaks | Out of Character #The Dahlia Incident #my edits #aptlyattorney #itsgottabethebutz #thegrapesdepression

[tactful-kind-daedra]

@itsgottabethebutz​ // Starter Call:

“--Yes, thank you, that will be fine! Have a good afternoon!! I’ll see you tomorrow!”

Daedra smiled as the counter girl handed over a cup tray, set with four large cups in each designated hole. Firmly grasped in her two hands, the redhead carefully balanced the cardboard holder off to the side, giving enough room for the next customer.

In her little designated space, it was time to get organized. Now began the balancing act of getting all her purchases ready to go. Afterall, she had 8 drinks and a collection of desserts and other assorted snacks to come with her.

It seemed a strange amount of confectionery for someone so relatively petite sized....

She was thankfully well-practiced, as she set the first cup tray upon another and began to reorganize the items in the bags, each looped along her arms, like bracelets. She was so focused on her task, she didn’t notice her cell phone barely clinging into her pocket, threatening to fall and clatter with one false move.

#itsgottabethebutz #Turnabout Verse #hope this is all right! I figure maybe be generic for easiness #i can change if you need just let me know!

[nooothinglikeme]

itsgottabethebutz

Larry is on the verge of falling back asleep when the voice edges back into his mind again. This time, he can hear it much more clearly, and the owner of the voice is—

Cabanela?!

Crap, the others are still asleep! Larry shuts himself up and tries to remember how to talk to ghosts. Is it just thinking, is that how it works? He reaches out with his thoughts, even putting two fingers on his temples the way he’s seen psychics in the movies do it.

…Cabanela, what—? Where are you?

The two fingers thing is adorable - trust Larry to come up with something like it. 

“In the mug. Just zippin’ through, really! The phone line passed next to your place and I thought I’d check on a friend. How’s liiife?”

#itsgottabethebutz

[itsgottabethebutz]

What were your hands meant to do?

Create

Maybe there aren’t any gods, but you can build your own world. You are driven, but for what? For something to calm the storm in your mind, or to shake the world with your own thunder? Endlessly searching for answers only our own reflections can tell you. You long for people in eras after this to see the scratches you left, and you love the ones left from ages past. When you taste spice, you savor it. You want to climb to the top of the world and scream ‘I was here!’. You are wind, its endless flow, its eternity, the way it turns itself into song.

Tagged by: @aptlyattorney​

Tagging: steal it!

#itsgottabethebutz

[catofkismet]

@itsgottabethebutz - [x]

At first, when he hears movement from the inside Sissel assumes that it is Larry. He’s startled for a moment when he gets barked at, information about Larry being asleep but he remembers quickly that Larry has mentioned a dog in the past.

That must be Hero then.

Sissel sits down and waits patiently, hearing a familiar voice, steps and just a moment later the door opens. And Larry looks terrible - utterly exhausted!

Not safe? I don’t think that I am in immediate danger...

Still, he follows the instruction and steps inside, trying to move a little further away from Hero. That the dog doesn’t jump at him the moment the door opens is already a good sign, but Sissel really doesn’t want to take any risks.

I heard that she’s back, so I thought I should come and check on you. Is it true?

#itsgottabethebutz #(Sissel; Averted Fate)

[prodigyxprosecutor]

Mun-muse thing using [this picew], idea and link stolen from @itsgottabethebutz

#itsgottabethebutz #ic #ooc #picrew #i look like i Ate your dog

[fourminutesbefore]

[Text] HELP

Almost there...!

But the addition of a second text calling for help, matching up with Yomiel’s location... does not bode well in the slightest.

#the dahlia incident #itsgottabethebutz #[jowd] a captive fate.

[thegrapesdepression]

@itsgottabethebutz has some easter plans...

#itsgottabethebutz #larry butz #ace attorney #fanart #when something smells... (larry) #out of court (ooc) #who are you again? (mun) #give em the ol razzle dazzle

[guilty-love]

itsgottabethebutz

I'm glad. Uh. Do you. Um. Do you wanna...go out...with me? Tonight?

Why are you so nervous all of a sudden, Larry? Do you really think I would decline?

Of course I wanna go out with you tonight.

#itsgottabethebutz

[aptlyattorney]

@itsgottabethebutz liked for an exhausted apollo starter!

Now, the point of getting out of there was to lay low, and breathe for a bit.Sure, Larry had been a fine host, as much as an artist can be when there’s two more men to one apartment.  His shoes have been off for an hour, bent over at the table while he stares at the coffee pot in the kitchen, willing it to brew  him the elixir to conquer all ailments...

 His pen hasn’t moved for five minutes, stuck on a paragraph as he had been making notes of his recent acquaintances’  knowledge of ghosts and meteorites..  It was a lot to handle.  Apollo’s mouth hung partially open, but not even a familiar mumble came out when he felt someone pass him at the table.

#itsgottabethebutz #Bracelet:on:IC #The Dahlia Incident

[crossed--fates]

@itsgottabethebutz​ @aptlyattorney​ @thegrapesdepression​

[Surprise sketch of our threads combined! I’ve never been so excited for a plot skjdhkjdhd I may finish it later but I’ll post the sketch cause I’m not sure I’ll finish it today ksdhjdh] 

#AnaLee Speaks | Out of Character #Paintings: Fanart | My Art #itsgottabethebutz #aptlyattorney #thegrapesdepression #distanttracesofbeauty #feel free to reblog this lmao

[defensekept]

🚑 - C'mon, Nick, you gotta pull through...

Send me 🚑 for my muse to wake up in the hospital, to find yours waiting for them in the recovery room

It was hours before Phoenix came too. Everything had felt dark and empty, not feeling to it at all until he slowly became conscious of the environment around him. Touch and sound were the first senses he could recall. The dulled pain that filled his body, the feeling of the soft bed beneath him, the loose fit of the hospital garb and the blankets that warmed him. In the vicinity of where he lay he could here the soft beeping of machines and the soft murmur of the rest of the hospital outside his door. The scent of cleaners and flowers followed before finally his eyes began to flutter open.

Hazy blue eyes tried to swim back into focus as he fought the harsh hospital lights in order to see again. His gaze slowly moved down from one object to another when he realized the presence of someone beside him. He turned his head, it lolling lazily to the side as he tried to focus on the figure. A few blinks later and it dawned on him that he knew this person.

“L-Larry...? What... What happened?” His voice was barely a murmur as he spoke. He doubted for a moment whether his friend would hear him.

#itsgottabethebutz #Sorry this took me so long #I hope this is okay

[logickept]

Oi, what the hell’re you goin’ on about death for, huh?! You’re not allowed to be cryptic after that stunt you pulled with the note, Edgey!

“Larry? What are you- Oh... That... My apologies. I didn’t mean to worry you by talking about that.”

That’s right... He and Phoenix took his note pretty harshly didn’t they. He knew Phoenix thought he may have really committed suicide, but he’d never actually heard Larry’s thoughts.

“I’m sorry.”

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