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Hello, you've reached Ema Skye! Sorry, I can't come to the phone right now but leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can! Have a nice day.

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[Ema puts on a burst of speed, and slides forward, through a small archway and into a space between two buildings, where the monster can't seem to reach.]

In here!

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[Ema was just enough ahead that Iris was able to see what she was doing and how.]

[Her brows furrowed together in concentration and, in a split second, she too slid down and through that same archway. With several seconds to spare.]

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[The machine stops when it realizes it can't reach them, or it's pathing bugs leash it back to it's spawn point]

Good...job...! We made...it!

text; post dark city even

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[ It's only been a day or two since things had gone a little crazy and they'd been trapped in the dark side of the city--where ever that was. He's also aware at this point that he has 0 credits, though thankfully it's easily fixed by going in to poker deal for a night or to work for some unknown native at a party.

It's easy for him to get extra credits as needed... it doesn't mean he's happy about the extra work.

It's while doing that though that he remembers he and Ema never kept that promise, so he sends her a short text to first check how she is, but then to also ask her something. ]

How are you doing? I was thinking it might be time for dinner soon. Did you find out where the best places to go are yet? :)

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[Iris pressed her back into the wall as much as was physically possible, pausing to catch her breath.]

Is it...still there? Can you...see it?

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[Ema doubles forward a little, panting and shaking her head.]

I think...we're safe.

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Thank the stars...

[She took another few breaths, making certain to keep her voice low. Just in case.]

How are you doing? Are you alright?

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I'm fine. Are...you fine?

[She seems it, anyway.]

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My heart is racing, and I'm...still a little out of breath. Otherwise, I'm fine.

[Shifting her weight a little, she looked over at the younger girl.]

Where did that...creature come from?

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[Ema's been preoccupied a little with readjusting, but she does remember the agreement. She owed him double this time, for the tomato, too. Which meant his call was fortuitously timed.]

I'm fine. I hope you're well too.

I think I have a place in mind. We can go tonight, or tomorrow night, or whenever. I took time off from my fingerprinting job so I have evenings free.

Who taught you about text smilies, btw? (^_−)☆

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I have no idea where it came from.

[That's the truth.]

It probably came from...nature rebelling against technology or something. If Viridi is telling the truth. She probably isn't...but eh.

[Viridi was weird.]

Anyway, we...probably should try and rest a minute, then find the others.

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[ Readjusting was definitely needed, along with a million hours sleep. He would have done this sooner but he pretty much passed out on the floor when he got back. He really pushed himself too far in there. ]

I'll recover.

If you're free tonight we could do it then?

A few people actually. I can only do these though :) ;) :( :'( ;_;

[ Why are there more sad than happy?? And you can thank Rock Lee for the wink... ]

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Tonight is just fine with me.

Meet me at six in front of my apartment, we'll walk from there.

Here are a couple of more!

＼(＾∀＾)メ(＾∀＾)ノ It's us, see?

(╯°益°)╯彡┻━┻ And Mister Edgeworth

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I can't do a face for this but pretend there's a thumbs up.

For those two too. Both are perfect :)

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(＾＾)ｂ

[And with that she signs off and spends the afternoon getting ready.

So, whenever he does turn up, he'll find Ema dressed up a little! In a nice blouse, long plaid skirt, and with a little bowtie. So basically her school uniform minus the labcoat]

Hey!

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Viridi...

[The name was familiar, though even as she silently echoed it twice more, she couldn't quite place where she'd heard that from.]

Was that...the person who was in the city's central...um...office?

[The details were still a bit fuzzy; her main exposure outside the Temple had been a university campus, and university campuses had central offices, where all the most important people worked.]

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Ah...no. She's just some kid that keeps saying she's a nature goddess. But she can talk in my head with magic, so that's something.

[Viridi is weird...]

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She's...a nature goddess...who talks inside your head?

[Umm...]

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It's...complicated. Anyway...

[She grabs Iris by the hand.]</small. C'mon, let's go find Mister Wright and Mister Edgeworth. They'll know a good place to keep avoiding those things!

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...they're both down here too?

[NOT SURE HOW TO FEEL ABOUT THAT. On the one hand, it would offer great comfort to see them. The two men she trusted more than most. Whom she knew would help her when she needed it. On the other, it meant subjecting them to...this place.]

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Yep! That's right!

[C'mon Iris! Let's go!

She has no such qualms, and she figures everyone is down here. So...]

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[That...wasn't so much of a comfort to Iris as it might have been to Ema.]

Alright.

Let's try to find them. You're right; Feenie and Mr. Edgeworth will know what to do.

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[Ema nods with a great deal of certainty and off they go!

They'd know what to do, certainly!]


((ooc: I was wondering how many topic changes you'd give me! =D))

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[ He's only a few minutes late, though it's mostly from under estimating how long the lifts in these buildings take. When he spots her he walks over, tucking his CereVice into his pocket after checking for any messages as he knew he was a little late. ]

Sorry-- [ He points to himself, and while he definitely has had help getting new clothes and Vietnam had even shoved him into a hairdressers, there's no doubt she forgot to tell him about colour coordination. It isn't terrible, but he definitely has spent way too much time trying to work out what the best combination of the modern clothes he has now are. ] --I was having a bit of a disaster.

[ Well it's mostly just the no black and dark blue failure going on so it could be worse but... smh. ]

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[Okay. Okay. Try not to laugh. Seriously try not to laugh. Fail at it, but valiant effort! Ema giggles...chuckles...and finally laughs but bites it back quickly.]

F-F-Fashion disaster?