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✦ Apollo Justice (Ace Attorney)

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[pollygrapher]

[Is this really his life...]

Normally... [Normally, you'd go to the lawyer's office after something happened, he was about to say. Apollo can just imagine how Mr. Wright and Trucy would take it, though... and he suppresses his shudder.

The chair scrapes against the floor as Apollo pushes it back and stands up with a sigh. Find the cat and prevent disaster from happening, it is. His life was normal once, he swears.]

Do you have a picture of the cat with you? It helps if we know what we're looking for.

[mombastic]

Of course! [ She smiles then, producing her phone (look, Apollo, if you didn't want to get involved in this shit, you need to have them rename the agency to something a little more specific). A few quick taps will bring up a picture of a fluffy orange cat, just barely out of the kitten stage. ]

Here he is. He answers to 'Jungo'.

[pollygrapher]

Where have you searched so far? Aside from the shelter.

[As she's answering, Apollo grabs a sticky note pad and a pen from the desk and scribbles out a message for Trucy and Mr. Wright. "Out helping client. Be back later. --Apollo" ...though the jury's still out on whether or not she could be called a client yet.]

[mombastic]

[ She'll pay him, promise-- and ticking off places on her fingers, as she slowly heads for the door. ] There was a nearby cemetery, the front gates of an elementary school, under the parked cars in front of your agency, I climbed most of the trees on the way here--

[ Nice and dignified. ]

[pollygrapher]

[That's actually a lot more than he was expected, to be honest. Apollo presses his index finger between his brows in thought.]

You climbed the trees, too? [Never mind, he doesn't want to know.] There's a possibility someone else has taken the cat in. Putting up flyers is an option if the cat doesn't turn up today.

[mombastic]

[ Never underestimate young doctor ladies. ]

That's a good idea. I may not be the most artistic, but I'm sure I can whip up something, if it comes to that.

... And thank you for your help, mister...?

[pollygrapher]

[Whoops, knew I forgot something. Apollo extends his hand out with a slight smile.] Apollo Justice.

And your name, Miss...?

[mombastic]

Otome. [ With a smile of her own, taking his hand for a polite, firm shake. ] Otome Yanagiya. It's a pleasure, Apollo.

[pollygrapher]

Pleasure's all mine, Miss Yanagiya. [While he doesn't mind her calling him by his first name, he's gotta keep a professional image with his clients still!

A glance out the Agency's window tells him it's sunny out, so he just heads for the door without grabbing a jacket.]

How about you tell me about your friend while we're out looking?

[mombastic]

Gladly! He's about twice your size [ no, she's kidding ] and tends to wear a cap all the time. He's much nicer than he appears, of course. And a very accomplished chef!

[pollygrapher]

He's a chef? [Now that he wasn't expecting. Maybe this one will be able to cook something other than really hot and salty noodles...There's only so many bowls of Eldoon's specialty ramen one guy can take before he starts worrying about his health.]

Where does he work?

[mombastic]

There's a small diner, about... three blocks east of here.

[ Once they're outside, she'll raise one hand over her head, and point. ]

His chawanmushi's the absolute best-- and, for your help today, I'd be happy to treat you to something there.

[pollygrapher]

Sounds great. [Never turn down a free meal, right? And if it's that close, Apollo wouldn't mind stopping by after work once in a while either.]

How'd your friend get mixed up with those other guys anyway?

[mombastic]

... That's my fault, I'm afraid. We were out with his kitten yesterday, and that group showed up with a few... suggestions that I didn't really feel like agreeing to. He's very protective of his friends, and things got a little heated.

Thankfully, they left before it got much worse, but then today, the kitten went missing.

[pollygrapher]

[Unfortunately, Apollo can guess all too well what some of those suggestions were like. He frowns, faint dislike toward the group already forming.]

They were harassing you?

[mombastic]

Yes.

[ Simply, with the air of one who's far too used to it. Although most people who made such comments tended to back off after a polite warning or a flat-out rejection. ]

[pollygrapher]

[That's a point for her friend. At least he had a good reason to be upset.]

If those guys try to bother you while you're in this area, come to the Agency. I'll tell Trucy and Mr. Wright what's going on.

[mombastic]

[ ... Ah. Well, that just tugs her smile right back out. ]

That's sweet of you, but you shouldn't worry about me. I'm sure a lawyer has bigger cases on his hands, doesn't he?

[ Even though he's helping her find a cat... ]

[pollygrapher]

[Hey, she's smiling again. Apollo returns it, feeling a little better.]

It's been slow lately. I promise you won't be getting in the way, but I should warn you that Trucy might practice a magic trick or two while you're there.

[Apollo glances around the street.]

Have you checked the area around your friend's diner?

[mombastic]

Yes, of course. I was thinking about checking a few other alleys or behind restaurants, in case he was hungry. He used to be a stray; he might not be trained out of dumpster-diving yet.

[pollygrapher]

Good idea. If your friend found him around here, there's a chance he might have come back.

[As he keeps an eye out for any cats slinking around the area, Apollo tries to fill up the silence, volunteering more information than he would normally.]

I took in a stray pretty recently, too. My coworkers thought I was secretly dating someone when I kept hurrying home after work.

[mombastic]

... Oh? Who's the lucky lady?

[ If you didn't think Otome would gently tease someone she just met... oops. ]

[pollygrapher]

[Apollo smirks.] That's the funny thing. Turns out the cat I found is actually male.

I was trying to find the owner, but I just ended up just keeping him.

[mombastic]

Ooh, you should tell me about him. What are you calling him?

[ YES, GO ON. ]

[pollygrapher]

[Now there's a pause when Apollo remembers everyone else's reaction to the name he chose.]

... it's Mikeko.

[Something like "Cali" for a calico cat, essentially. Go ahead and laugh at his great naming skills.]