Phoenix Wright

[Phoenix sure does sound exasperated.]

I'd like to make a public announcement to say that I had nothing to do with the, uh, amendments Lt. Blake decided to add on to the legal document I wrote up for him. As a favor. Without, you know, asking me first.

(I don't even know how to change a tire...)

Well, that was weird.

[Of course, on a scale of 1 to potentially life-threatening, the sequence of odd dreams Phoenix had over the past few days but a pretty steady 5 or 6. But he still looks rather disoriented, and his Pokemon equally as much.] No one is hurt, right? Everyone's safe? As long as everything was harmless... I guess I did enjoy myself.

I don't know about anyone else, but I think I was out for a few days. And when I woke up --

[Phoenix tilts the camera down and into his lap, and slobbering up at the camera is a newly hatched Growlithe.]


-- I had this little guy waiting for me. (I hope he wasn't on his own for too long...) 

Anyway -- one other thing. I've been looking into setting up an office here in Goldenrod. The Wright Anything Agency will be back in business! [The camera booms back up to Phoenix, although the Growlithe's happy yips can still be heard in the background.] Back home, we were primarily a law firm, since most of our employees were, well ... lawyers ... but for a while, Trucy and I were running it more like a talent agency. I wouldn't mind meshing the two together, in a way, so if anyone has an interest in possibly working for me, just let me know. (Especially if you're a lawyer. Definitely if you're a lawyer.)

[Would you look at that. There's an Aipom on screen. She seems to be enjoying herself, giggling and batting the Pokegear from one paw to one paw to tail and back again, causing the video feed to rattle and only catch the barest glimpses of her trainer, who is (unsuccessfully) attempting to get the Gear back.]

Come on, do we really need to do this just as I first get here? Really? (This is just like last time --)

-- aha! Okay, you. Give it to your best friend Phoenix, now. That's it.

[She doesn't come quietly. Phoenix pries the device from his unruly Pokemon and, at last, comes into proper focus. He's a man in his thirties, blue eyed and sharp haired, and is glancing around himself with a vague sense of familiarity.] Well. It's good to be back, Johto. ('Good' being a generous term, okay?) Your taste in music hasn't changed, I see -- is, uh, does this thing still work? [Phoenix pauses, looks a little confused. He experimentally taps the device, frowning just so.] Well! Guess I'll have to hope so. There's no way I'm going to keep up with any of this new Pokemon technology. It's bad enough keeping up with technology in my own world. (I bet Trucy would know how to use this. And by 'use it' I mean make it disappear.) [Is she here? She could be. Phoenix makes a face; that's one thing he is not looking forward to experiencing again. Multi verse mechanics. He's too old for this.]

Anyway. This is Phoenix Wright, attorney at law, speaking. Normally, this would be where I start my investigation, but...

...I'm confused. What am I doing back here?

Regardless...if someone wouldn't mind giving me a hand, or if you have any information about this world, give me a call. I don't have an office yet, but if it matters that much, maybe I can find a few cardboard boxes lying around to fashion a makeshift agency out of. (That might be an improvement ,actually.)

[Anyone around New Bark Town is welcome to engage! He'll probably be trying to get his Pokegear back from the Aipom again, or attempting to engage the locals in a thrilling discussion of how surely Johto's legal mechanics must have improved at least a little since he was last here.]

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