[Scene] Ema and Rhoda in: iFly Scientifically!
Backdated to the 19th.
Ema: *When the flight attendants behind the ticket counter first told her that they had over booked her flight, and might have maybe accidentally sold her seat without permission, Ema had been furious.
Ema: When they offered her a "better" seat, to keep her quiet mid-rant about how unsound and wrong their hypothesis had been about her being okay with taking the next flight out was, she had been curious.
Ema: But when she actually gets into the first class cabin of the iFly airlines jet, Ema stands with her jaw dropped beside her seating area- complete with- oh man, was that a mini fridge or a safe because holy crud either way this flight was suddenly going to be amazing.*
Rhoda: *After bowing to each and every passenger that has boarded the plane, Rhoda resumes her position at the entrance to the first class section of the jumbo jet. She gives her best professional smile to the young lady in the lab coat who looks around the cabin in awe * Welcome aboard iFly Airlines Flight i580, may I assist you to your seat, Miss?
Ema: *Blinks, and fumbles around in her coat pocket for her ticket* Oh, y-yeah. Please- which one is seat... *frowns down at the ticket* i4? *that said, she returns to her wide-eyed staring*
Rhoda: Please follow me this way. *completely unfazed, Rhoda leads the way. The aisles are so ridiculously spacious that there is no worry of bumping shoulders with the other passengers getting settled in their seats. They finally reach their destination at the very end of the cabin. Rhoda turns to face the young girl with a friendly close-lipped smile* Will the be your first time flying with us?
Ema: *She nods, looking disbelievingly at the seat, no, entire sitting area presented to her.* U... Uh-huh. They messed up and sold my ticket earlier so... *She feels compelled to explain, before glancing up again to Rhoda, squinting* Oh... hey, your hair is pretty- *pauses, thinking back to her livejournal* ...unique!
Rhoda: *genuinely flattered* Why, thank you! Your socks and glasses are very cute as well. *she bows a perfect 45 degrees* My name is Rhoda Teneiro and I will be one of your flight attendants today. Please feel free to call on me if you need anything.
Ema: *She can't really suppress a wide smile of her own then, as she sets down her purse. She may not be coming home with any cool accent, to her disappointment, but her new sense of fashion seems to be a success already!* Thanks! Will do~
Ema: *Several hours later, a movie, and a short nap into the flight finds Ema wandering around the lounge downstairs. She's got her purse slung back over her shoulder as she pokes around the giant craft, thankful for so much room to stretch her legs in.*
Rhoda: *Rhoda has taken her post behind the gift shop's counter but there is not a single customer in sight. She lets out an uncharacteristic sigh, the shock from her scrapped airplane design still heavily lingering in her thoughts. She distractedly doodles a potential design for Ambassador Palaeno on a paper napkin with some complimentary crayons that are usually distributed to the children on board*
Ema: *Curiosity eventually leads her into the gift shop, where she's a bit surprised to see anyone else!* Oh, ah, Ms. Teneiro, right? This... area isn't off limits, right? I was just doing a bit of wandering.
Rhoda: *snaps out of her daze. How utterly unprofessional of her...! This will just not do!*
Rhoda: *her posture straightens and she smiles* Oh, most definitely not. Please, come in. Feel free to browse.
Ema: *With the permission, her gaze is of course immediately drawn to the display of suitcases that... quite honestly just hurt to look at* ... W-Wow. Those are... really bright. *Thankfully, she's twisted just so- so that her grimace is hidden from view*
Rhoda: *quickly crumples up the napkin covered with colorful squiggles and stashes it away in a nearby drawer. She steps out from behind the counter to get a better view of what Ema is looking at* Oh yes! We just got a new batch in. *proudly* I designed them myself!
Ema: *It's painfully difficult to keep a straight face* O-Oh! You're... a designer too then?
Rhoda: *excitedly* Yes I am! I have been working on a new jumbo jet design but... *her words trail off and her expression noticeably falls* It's…still in the works.
Rhoda: *quickly reminds herself that she must stay absolutely professional and there is a passenger here in need of her service* May I interest you in an iFly Airlines original Mr. iFly wall clock? They are our newest piece of merchandise! Sadly, our popular Mr. iFly piggy bank had to be discontinued due to unfortunate circumstances...
Ema: *The official merchandise isn't too bad- and the clock is kind of cute, but she shakes her head* I really don't have much money. *She admits, rocking back onto her heels as she browses*
Rhoda: Ah, I completely understand. But please do not hesitate to call on me if you see something that interests you. *lingers a few feet away, not so discreetly eyeing Ema's every move*
Ema: *Spares another wistful glance at the wall clock- normally, she wasn't such an impulse shopper. But what better way to celebrate the last flight home than... some useless stuff!* Hmm... *she digs out her wallet from her coat pocket, and when she opens it a couple pictures fall out- unbeknown to her*
Rhoda: *notices something flutter to the floor and quickly shuffles over to pick it up* You dropped this-- *she isn't able to finish her sentence when she sees exactly what...or more like who is in the photograph. Though it's not a close-up, the maroon of the man's suit and the frilly doily around his neck are a dead give away* .....!
Ema: *Glances over, brows raised* Hmm? Oh, hey! Thanks. I really need to get a new wallet, with actual sleeves for pictures, haha. *She smiles, holding out her hand*
Rhoda: *tightly grips the photo in her hand, not showing any signs of handing it over just yet* ...... *realizes in horror that she’s slightly crinkled the corner of the photograph with the pressure of her fingers and gasps* Oh, I'm sorry! *promptly returns it with a twitchy smile* Are you an acquaintance of Mr. Edgeworth?
Ema: Huh? You know Mr. Edgeworth too? *she beams* Though, I wouldn't just call myself only an acquaintance~
Rhoda: *she is fairly scandalized but doesn't pry any further...though the curiosity is killing her* Oh. I see! *her twitchy smile returns* And yes, I had the pleasure of meeting Mr. Edgeworth on a flight once. *taps her fingers to her chin thoughtfully* Actually...on this very plane, to be exact.
Ema: .... Ah! *glances down to the picture with a smile- it's several years old, dated back to when Lana had a... certain amount of sway over things. Regardless, it still makes her grin* That's riiight... I tried so hard to meet up with him when the plane landed, but I was late anyways!
Rhoda: *tries to sound as polite as possible* You two must be very close! *picks the remaining pictures off the ground and hands them back to Ema* But yes, Mr. Edgeworth helped me out of quite a bind... *she says a bit forlornly* I am much indebted to him. Though unfortunately we have our differences. *she thinks to herself*
Ema: *Lost for a moment, looking at the other pictures handed back to her- one of which is of herself and her sister* Mm- oh! *Blinks, closing her wallet* Oh really? You're super lucky then. *There's an odd sort of glimmer in her eye, as she looks slowly around the room* ... So, there was an investigation on this very plane then, right?
Rhoda: *she too, snaps back to attention* Indeed! *lowers her voice to a whisper* Though we have been strictly instructed not to bring it up with passengers as it may cause undesired alarm. *smiles* However, since you are a friend of Mr. Edgeworth, I believe it's fair to make a slight exception.
Ema: *A wide smirk tugs at her lips, and she lowers her glasses* Rrreaaaally...? It's no problem- I'm just a semester away from getting my degree, and taking my forensic science exams. Can I... see where the original investigation took place? If you'd like, I can show you something fascinating..!
Rhoda: *blinks blankly at Ema. It goes against her better judgment to let a passenger wander around the plane, but eh, the young girl looks harmless enough* Sure. Right this way! *she leads the way out of the gift shop towards the airplane lounge. Rhoda looks over her shoulder at the young scientist* I cannot allow you access to the cargo hold, but I can show you the elevator in which everything started.
Ema: *Casts an appraising look at the area surrounding the elevator* Hmm... *crouches down, whipping out a small spray bottle from her purse* So, what kind of case was it? *she asks, though she's already guessed the answer*
Rhoda: *steps back in surprise when Ema busts the spray bottle out from seemingly nowhere...she's now getting a little concerned. Whatever liquid it is that bottle contains may not react well with the expensive furnishings of iFly Airline's prized first class lounge. Stains are not something Rhoda ever cares to deal with! She answers the girl’s question, regardless* It...was not a very pleasant incident, for a lack of better words. *her expression noticeably clouds and her voice lowers* I'd never seen a dead body before in my life.
Ema: ... It's not something you can ever really forget. *Soberly, before spritzing the Luminol about the immediate area*
Rhoda: *gapes in horror at the girl spraying whatever it is she's spraying all over the fancy drapes and the lounge's prized grand piano-shaped music box* Indeed... *unable to ignore the spritzing any longer* Um, may I ask exactly what it is you're spraying?
Ema: *Instead of answering, she tsk's to herself, shaking her head* You'd think professional cleaners would do more than just wipe this stuff up..! *sprays a few more times while inching her way along the floor towards the elevator, still crouched low* Oop, so this is where they must have been found, huh?
Rhoda: *tugs at her scarf nervously* I assure you, the cleaners were specifically told to wipe this place down pat...*her rising blood pressure begins calm as soon as Ema takes a break from all that spraying* And yes, in fact it was... *curiously* How could you tell?
Ema: *She finally looks up, smirking and eager to share* Here- *Slips her glasses off, holding them out to the other woman* Try them on. It'll make a world of difference!
Rhoda: *hesitantly* O-oh...okay. *carefully takes the glass and places them on her nose. The second she does, the color of everything around her changes drastically* Oh my...! *it takes a moment for her eyes to adjust but when they do, she crouches beside Ema and squints* What are those vibrant splotches on the floor?
Ema: The so called blood-stains your cleaning crew was supposed to deal with! *She says this rather smugly, before waving her hand towards the elevator* I'm guessing the actual crime didn't take place here though, because of how little there really is. Am I right?
Rhoda: Y-yes. *a bit flustered, she takes the rose-tinted glasses off and returns them to Ema* And I thought those were just a cute fashion statement! *determinately* But this is not acceptable..! I will most certainly take it up with the cleaning crew upon arrival.
Ema: *Straightens, and slips her glasses back on* If I'd been here, the investigation would have only taken half the time! No no, only a third, I bet. See, scientifically speaking-- *The jet gives a small jolt, and Ema nearly looses her footing, latching onto the bar to steady herself*
Rhoda: *before Rhoda can respond, she too finds herself looking for something to grab a hold of*
Rhoda: *she steadies herself against the bar counter and with careful footing, makes her way to the intercom system. She picks the handset off its hook and calmly makes an announcement*
PA Notice: Thank you for flying iFly Airlines. We are currently experiencing some slight turbulence. We are asking all passengers to please return to their seats and fasten their seatbelts.
Ema: *Ema stays in place, casually looking around the lounge as if she were completely exempt from the announcement.* That was pretty intense for a moment there! Anyways, like I was saying- if you really let me go wild, I could probably figure out everything that happened based on the blood splatter analysis alone!
Rhoda: *places the handset back on its hook and turns to Ema, horrified* Oh no, I'm afraid I can't allow that! As announced, we are experiencing slight turbulence and there will most likely be more to follow. *bows deeply* I'm sorry but I must insist that you now promptly return to your seat.
Ema: *Crestfallen,* But...! There's still so much more I can show you- really, it's no bother!
Rhoda: *absolutely determined* As a professional flight attendant, I must insist! Come along now, I can show you the way if you feel you might get lost. *at this point she's ready to drag the girl kicking and screaming if she dares to put up a fight*
Ema: *Splutters as she takes her first steps back towards the stairs.* Th... There's so much scientific investigational wrap-up that I could accomplish..!
Rhoda: You may continue your scientific investigation buckled up in the safety of your seat. It's just this way...! *her smile dangerously twitches as she ushers the girl up the stairs, keeping a close eye on her to make sure she doesn't make a run for it at any given second*
Ema: *When the flight attendants behind the ticket counter first told her that they had over booked her flight, and might have maybe accidentally sold her seat without permission, Ema had been furious.
Ema: When they offered her a "better" seat, to keep her quiet mid-rant about how unsound and wrong their hypothesis had been about her being okay with taking the next flight out was, she had been curious.
Ema: But when she actually gets into the first class cabin of the iFly airlines jet, Ema stands with her jaw dropped beside her seating area- complete with- oh man, was that a mini fridge or a safe because holy crud either way this flight was suddenly going to be amazing.*
Rhoda: *After bowing to each and every passenger that has boarded the plane, Rhoda resumes her position at the entrance to the first class section of the jumbo jet. She gives her best professional smile to the young lady in the lab coat who looks around the cabin in awe * Welcome aboard iFly Airlines Flight i580, may I assist you to your seat, Miss?
Ema: *Blinks, and fumbles around in her coat pocket for her ticket* Oh, y-yeah. Please- which one is seat... *frowns down at the ticket* i4? *that said, she returns to her wide-eyed staring*
Rhoda: Please follow me this way. *completely unfazed, Rhoda leads the way. The aisles are so ridiculously spacious that there is no worry of bumping shoulders with the other passengers getting settled in their seats. They finally reach their destination at the very end of the cabin. Rhoda turns to face the young girl with a friendly close-lipped smile* Will the be your first time flying with us?
Ema: *She nods, looking disbelievingly at the seat, no, entire sitting area presented to her.* U... Uh-huh. They messed up and sold my ticket earlier so... *She feels compelled to explain, before glancing up again to Rhoda, squinting* Oh... hey, your hair is pretty- *pauses, thinking back to her livejournal* ...unique!
Rhoda: *genuinely flattered* Why, thank you! Your socks and glasses are very cute as well. *she bows a perfect 45 degrees* My name is Rhoda Teneiro and I will be one of your flight attendants today. Please feel free to call on me if you need anything.
Ema: *She can't really suppress a wide smile of her own then, as she sets down her purse. She may not be coming home with any cool accent, to her disappointment, but her new sense of fashion seems to be a success already!* Thanks! Will do~
Ema: *Several hours later, a movie, and a short nap into the flight finds Ema wandering around the lounge downstairs. She's got her purse slung back over her shoulder as she pokes around the giant craft, thankful for so much room to stretch her legs in.*
Rhoda: *Rhoda has taken her post behind the gift shop's counter but there is not a single customer in sight. She lets out an uncharacteristic sigh, the shock from her scrapped airplane design still heavily lingering in her thoughts. She distractedly doodles a potential design for Ambassador Palaeno on a paper napkin with some complimentary crayons that are usually distributed to the children on board*
Ema: *Curiosity eventually leads her into the gift shop, where she's a bit surprised to see anyone else!* Oh, ah, Ms. Teneiro, right? This... area isn't off limits, right? I was just doing a bit of wandering.
Rhoda: *snaps out of her daze. How utterly unprofessional of her...! This will just not do!*
Rhoda: *her posture straightens and she smiles* Oh, most definitely not. Please, come in. Feel free to browse.
Ema: *With the permission, her gaze is of course immediately drawn to the display of suitcases that... quite honestly just hurt to look at* ... W-Wow. Those are... really bright. *Thankfully, she's twisted just so- so that her grimace is hidden from view*
Rhoda: *quickly crumples up the napkin covered with colorful squiggles and stashes it away in a nearby drawer. She steps out from behind the counter to get a better view of what Ema is looking at* Oh yes! We just got a new batch in. *proudly* I designed them myself!
Ema: *It's painfully difficult to keep a straight face* O-Oh! You're... a designer too then?
Rhoda: *excitedly* Yes I am! I have been working on a new jumbo jet design but... *her words trail off and her expression noticeably falls* It's…still in the works.
Rhoda: *quickly reminds herself that she must stay absolutely professional and there is a passenger here in need of her service* May I interest you in an iFly Airlines original Mr. iFly wall clock? They are our newest piece of merchandise! Sadly, our popular Mr. iFly piggy bank had to be discontinued due to unfortunate circumstances...
Ema: *The official merchandise isn't too bad- and the clock is kind of cute, but she shakes her head* I really don't have much money. *She admits, rocking back onto her heels as she browses*
Rhoda: Ah, I completely understand. But please do not hesitate to call on me if you see something that interests you. *lingers a few feet away, not so discreetly eyeing Ema's every move*
Ema: *Spares another wistful glance at the wall clock- normally, she wasn't such an impulse shopper. But what better way to celebrate the last flight home than... some useless stuff!* Hmm... *she digs out her wallet from her coat pocket, and when she opens it a couple pictures fall out- unbeknown to her*
Rhoda: *notices something flutter to the floor and quickly shuffles over to pick it up* You dropped this-- *she isn't able to finish her sentence when she sees exactly what...or more like who is in the photograph. Though it's not a close-up, the maroon of the man's suit and the frilly doily around his neck are a dead give away* .....!
Ema: *Glances over, brows raised* Hmm? Oh, hey! Thanks. I really need to get a new wallet, with actual sleeves for pictures, haha. *She smiles, holding out her hand*
Rhoda: *tightly grips the photo in her hand, not showing any signs of handing it over just yet* ...... *realizes in horror that she’s slightly crinkled the corner of the photograph with the pressure of her fingers and gasps* Oh, I'm sorry! *promptly returns it with a twitchy smile* Are you an acquaintance of Mr. Edgeworth?
Ema: Huh? You know Mr. Edgeworth too? *she beams* Though, I wouldn't just call myself only an acquaintance~
Rhoda: *she is fairly scandalized but doesn't pry any further...though the curiosity is killing her* Oh. I see! *her twitchy smile returns* And yes, I had the pleasure of meeting Mr. Edgeworth on a flight once. *taps her fingers to her chin thoughtfully* Actually...on this very plane, to be exact.
Ema: .... Ah! *glances down to the picture with a smile- it's several years old, dated back to when Lana had a... certain amount of sway over things. Regardless, it still makes her grin* That's riiight... I tried so hard to meet up with him when the plane landed, but I was late anyways!
Rhoda: *tries to sound as polite as possible* You two must be very close! *picks the remaining pictures off the ground and hands them back to Ema* But yes, Mr. Edgeworth helped me out of quite a bind... *she says a bit forlornly* I am much indebted to him. Though unfortunately we have our differences. *she thinks to herself*
Ema: *Lost for a moment, looking at the other pictures handed back to her- one of which is of herself and her sister* Mm- oh! *Blinks, closing her wallet* Oh really? You're super lucky then. *There's an odd sort of glimmer in her eye, as she looks slowly around the room* ... So, there was an investigation on this very plane then, right?
Rhoda: *she too, snaps back to attention* Indeed! *lowers her voice to a whisper* Though we have been strictly instructed not to bring it up with passengers as it may cause undesired alarm. *smiles* However, since you are a friend of Mr. Edgeworth, I believe it's fair to make a slight exception.
Ema: *A wide smirk tugs at her lips, and she lowers her glasses* Rrreaaaally...? It's no problem- I'm just a semester away from getting my degree, and taking my forensic science exams. Can I... see where the original investigation took place? If you'd like, I can show you something fascinating..!
Rhoda: *blinks blankly at Ema. It goes against her better judgment to let a passenger wander around the plane, but eh, the young girl looks harmless enough* Sure. Right this way! *she leads the way out of the gift shop towards the airplane lounge. Rhoda looks over her shoulder at the young scientist* I cannot allow you access to the cargo hold, but I can show you the elevator in which everything started.
Ema: *Casts an appraising look at the area surrounding the elevator* Hmm... *crouches down, whipping out a small spray bottle from her purse* So, what kind of case was it? *she asks, though she's already guessed the answer*
Rhoda: *steps back in surprise when Ema busts the spray bottle out from seemingly nowhere...she's now getting a little concerned. Whatever liquid it is that bottle contains may not react well with the expensive furnishings of iFly Airline's prized first class lounge. Stains are not something Rhoda ever cares to deal with! She answers the girl’s question, regardless* It...was not a very pleasant incident, for a lack of better words. *her expression noticeably clouds and her voice lowers* I'd never seen a dead body before in my life.
Ema: ... It's not something you can ever really forget. *Soberly, before spritzing the Luminol about the immediate area*
Rhoda: *gapes in horror at the girl spraying whatever it is she's spraying all over the fancy drapes and the lounge's prized grand piano-shaped music box* Indeed... *unable to ignore the spritzing any longer* Um, may I ask exactly what it is you're spraying?
Ema: *Instead of answering, she tsk's to herself, shaking her head* You'd think professional cleaners would do more than just wipe this stuff up..! *sprays a few more times while inching her way along the floor towards the elevator, still crouched low* Oop, so this is where they must have been found, huh?
Rhoda: *tugs at her scarf nervously* I assure you, the cleaners were specifically told to wipe this place down pat...*her rising blood pressure begins calm as soon as Ema takes a break from all that spraying* And yes, in fact it was... *curiously* How could you tell?
Ema: *She finally looks up, smirking and eager to share* Here- *Slips her glasses off, holding them out to the other woman* Try them on. It'll make a world of difference!
Rhoda: *hesitantly* O-oh...okay. *carefully takes the glass and places them on her nose. The second she does, the color of everything around her changes drastically* Oh my...! *it takes a moment for her eyes to adjust but when they do, she crouches beside Ema and squints* What are those vibrant splotches on the floor?
Ema: The so called blood-stains your cleaning crew was supposed to deal with! *She says this rather smugly, before waving her hand towards the elevator* I'm guessing the actual crime didn't take place here though, because of how little there really is. Am I right?
Rhoda: Y-yes. *a bit flustered, she takes the rose-tinted glasses off and returns them to Ema* And I thought those were just a cute fashion statement! *determinately* But this is not acceptable..! I will most certainly take it up with the cleaning crew upon arrival.
Ema: *Straightens, and slips her glasses back on* If I'd been here, the investigation would have only taken half the time! No no, only a third, I bet. See, scientifically speaking-- *The jet gives a small jolt, and Ema nearly looses her footing, latching onto the bar to steady herself*
Rhoda: *before Rhoda can respond, she too finds herself looking for something to grab a hold of*
Rhoda: *she steadies herself against the bar counter and with careful footing, makes her way to the intercom system. She picks the handset off its hook and calmly makes an announcement*
PA Notice: Thank you for flying iFly Airlines. We are currently experiencing some slight turbulence. We are asking all passengers to please return to their seats and fasten their seatbelts.
Ema: *Ema stays in place, casually looking around the lounge as if she were completely exempt from the announcement.* That was pretty intense for a moment there! Anyways, like I was saying- if you really let me go wild, I could probably figure out everything that happened based on the blood splatter analysis alone!
Rhoda: *places the handset back on its hook and turns to Ema, horrified* Oh no, I'm afraid I can't allow that! As announced, we are experiencing slight turbulence and there will most likely be more to follow. *bows deeply* I'm sorry but I must insist that you now promptly return to your seat.
Ema: *Crestfallen,* But...! There's still so much more I can show you- really, it's no bother!
Rhoda: *absolutely determined* As a professional flight attendant, I must insist! Come along now, I can show you the way if you feel you might get lost. *at this point she's ready to drag the girl kicking and screaming if she dares to put up a fight*
Ema: *Splutters as she takes her first steps back towards the stairs.* Th... There's so much scientific investigational wrap-up that I could accomplish..!
Rhoda: You may continue your scientific investigation buckled up in the safety of your seat. It's just this way...! *her smile dangerously twitches as she ushers the girl up the stairs, keeping a close eye on her to make sure she doesn't make a run for it at any given second*