( closed. ) and the winners get to rewrite history.
WHO: Celeste Winters, Colin Locke, Terra Branford, Yuuri Katsuki
WHEN: January 21
WHERE: The LA County District Attorney's office
WHAT: After receiving a tip from Celeste, the Phantom Thieves investigate a newly uncovered palace, and recruit a new team member.
WARNINGS: Putting up a cursory PG-13 rating on this. This might change depending on which direction this log takes. CWs will be added as necessary.
[ But since Locke went through enough trouble of returning her note, it would be rude not to meet him there. The lack of foresight on his end did give Celeste pause, however; didn't he realize that he only made himself look even more suspicious coming here, especially during off hours? She wasn't exaggerating about his reputation, after all. Even if this was a public space.
He really is good at making a statement, even when it's disadvantageous. It's like nothing has changed.
At least Celeste looks like she's supposed to be here, heels clicking as she briskly makes her way toward the courtyard of the district attorney's office, her gaze periodically flicking down to her smart watch. 2:58 PM—he better get here soon, or else she's leaving. ]
WHEN: January 21
WHERE: The LA County District Attorney's office
WHAT: After receiving a tip from Celeste, the Phantom Thieves investigate a newly uncovered palace, and recruit a new team member.
WARNINGS: Putting up a cursory PG-13 rating on this. This might change depending on which direction this log takes. CWs will be added as necessary.
[ But since Locke went through enough trouble of returning her note, it would be rude not to meet him there. The lack of foresight on his end did give Celeste pause, however; didn't he realize that he only made himself look even more suspicious coming here, especially during off hours? She wasn't exaggerating about his reputation, after all. Even if this was a public space.
He really is good at making a statement, even when it's disadvantageous. It's like nothing has changed.
At least Celeste looks like she's supposed to be here, heels clicking as she briskly makes her way toward the courtyard of the district attorney's office, her gaze periodically flicking down to her smart watch. 2:58 PM—he better get here soon, or else she's leaving. ]
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More to the point, neither of them seem the sort who would hang around with someone like Locke, which makes her all the more suspicious. Maybe she shouldn't have left her cell phone at home after all, even if it had been compromised. It might have given her an added contingency plan should things go awry.
Her gaze flicking back to Locke, she looks less irritable and more cautious now. Comments about Prosecutor Phelps notwithstanding, there's something about the way that he suddenly carries himself that makes her stomach turn. ]
What is this about?
[ Concise, firm and to the point. Something is going on here, and she doesn't like it. Meeting his steely gaze with her own, she doesn't break contact until he speaks the code words. ]
Hey, what are you—!