SMASHQUERADE
Who: Halloweenies (that's you).
What: A fabulous masquerade ball.
When: Monday, October 31st (that's Halloween). The deep, dark hours of the night (that's like eight PM onward).
Where: The Stadium.
Warnings: ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN ON HALLOWEEN
( It was a dark and stormy night… )
What: A fabulous masquerade ball.
When: Monday, October 31st (that's Halloween). The deep, dark hours of the night (that's like eight PM onward).
Where: The Stadium.
Warnings: ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN ON HALLOWEEN
( It was a dark and stormy night… )
This was just for... fun.
Fun. Not much fun she was having trying to keep an eye out for suspicious activity and guess who was who from under the metal rim of her mask. It obscured the top half of her face and came to a point over her nose not unlike a bird's beak. Near her temples it formed a feathered crest above her ears, resembling wings. The white and gold gown that clung fairly tightly to her body was similarly adorned with wing-like protrusions on her shoulders and down her backside, while forearm cuffs and knee-high heels (finally, a little bit of height) complimented her naturally fit physique. The busty blonde ( ... )
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"Take them elsewhere, or ask first."
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That voice. He recognized that voice. The mysterious woman who refused to show her face in a video on his first entry to the network. And he still didn't get to properly see who she was! Man... He'd find out at midnight.
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Samus did have the pleasure of putting a name and a face to the voice she was hearing, much less there weren't any other photographers on campus (that she was aware of, at least). She also had a hunch of a dorm number. Right now that name and masked-face was getting a grumpy frown.
"For not wanting any trouble you seem like the type that has a bad habit of getting into it, Frank."
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"What can I say? It's a curse." But for the sake of his precious baby and probably also his groin, he let the camera hang freely.
"You know, one of these days I'm going to see how you really look, Samus."
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"I'll make sure to keep my guard up." She made a mental note to slip out unseen before the night was over, at least.
"Controversially, do I even have to ask what you're wearing...?" As daringly as she was with his camera, she planted a finger under the bottom rim of his bright yellow mask, leaned forward a little and curiously tried to push it upwards.
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He had to wash the bloodstains off and everything!
"Besides, no getting to see what's under it until midnight."
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"Provided everyone actually obliges that tradition and doesn't sneak out before then."
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Phoenix was by no means a dancer, but this was kind of like a ball. Of course he wasn't looking for romance. No, that was the last thing he wanted at this point in his life. After the whole fiasco with Dahlia, and then Iris coming back into his life, he wasn't sure who he could trust anymore. Sure, he had feelings for Iris after he saw her again, but those dwindled fairly quickly after she was put away in jail for evidence tampering. No, he didn't need romance ( ... )
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Bored and a little socially awkward. When Phoenix approached she took a second to size him up before responding with a slight nod.
"I am." The top hat made it difficult to identify him, so she outright asked. "And you are?"
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"I'm the new political science teacher," he said. Well, that was identifying enough. Phoenix didn't care too much about the secrecy of the masks, but didn't want to outright give his name. Although if they ended up doing introductions, he probably would. He was a lawyer, after all. Er, ex-lawyer, rather.
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A second later she realized the homophone/potential for many bad jokes and frowned at herself a bit awkwardly. Not her intention. Like he probably hasn't heard that one a million times.
"Capcom transfer?" She corrected.
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"Ah yes, Phoenix Wright. I am from Capcom." Well, there goes the anonymity. It didn't matter too much, though. This was a professional setting, and colleagues should know each other.
"And you are?"
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Well, it was good to get to know fellow faculty. He still didn't know many of his colleagues, and had mostly interacted with students so far. Dr. Robotnik was really the only one he had the.... "pleasure" of interacting with so far, but Phoenix would rather not cross his path ever again if he could avoid it.
Phoenix was unfamiliar with armed weaponry or engineering of any sort, so he was pleased to see that Samus seemed like an intelligent woman who was able to teach these difficult subjects. He was not a combative man, but with all of the danger he has been in in the past as a defense attorney for murder cases, he thought perhaps he should obtain a gun license... or something.
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"I assume you've met Robotnik already, the former Political Science teacher." Or at least spoken with, given Phoneix's network introduction. The slight slight sneer on her lips was a good indication of how little Samus thought of the the man.
"He's an egocentric fat moron."
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