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[Usually Nox isn't one to barge into things his family has a handle on— but in some ways, this is too good of an instance to pass this up.
So poor Moriarty is going to have a newcomer swing by his office haphazardly one day! Who looks somewhat similar to Dante, of all things.]
So what's this I hear about my uncle being brought into a lawyer company?
[It's called a firm, Nox. A firm. This is a recipe for disaster.]
So poor Moriarty is going to have a newcomer swing by his office haphazardly one day! Who looks somewhat similar to Dante, of all things.]
So what's this I hear about my uncle being brought into a lawyer company?
[It's called a firm, Nox. A firm. This is a recipe for disaster.]
[ It's also called knocking, Nox. Considering your name is a homophone for the action in question, one would think you would be familiar with the concept. ]
Can I help you?
[ Although the disbelieving question leaves his lips immediately, it doesn't take Moriarty very long to pick up on the resemblance. Wait, uncle? ]
Oh, you must be Dante's... nephew, I presume?
[ The drawn-out pause was him narrowing his eyes slightly as he attempts to compare Nox's apparent age against Vergil's, but the math isn't adding up—unless there's either yet another murderous sibling he needs to keep an eye out for, or some other unknown factor he hasn't accounted for that explains this discrepancy.
He's still new here, after all. ]
Can I help you?
[ Although the disbelieving question leaves his lips immediately, it doesn't take Moriarty very long to pick up on the resemblance. Wait, uncle? ]
Oh, you must be Dante's... nephew, I presume?
[ The drawn-out pause was him narrowing his eyes slightly as he attempts to compare Nox's apparent age against Vergil's, but the math isn't adding up—unless there's either yet another murderous sibling he needs to keep an eye out for, or some other unknown factor he hasn't accounted for that explains this discrepancy.
He's still new here, after all. ]
[Okay but... that sounds really boring? Why knock when you can just kick the door down?
Moriarty, at least, is quick to pick up on the question and the implication, which makes this all easier. He sits on the desk and flicks a hand out to give the lawyer a fingergun.]
That's me. Name's Nox. You'll hear Dante and Vergil call me "Nero" sometimes too, it's—
[Oh hm. He can see the eye narrowing. Nox tilts his head and pauses, crossing his arms as he raises a brow.]
...has anyone told you about the whole thing with Kaisou at all?
[If Moriarty doesn't know about the whole reincarnation thing, that would explain it.]
Moriarty, at least, is quick to pick up on the question and the implication, which makes this all easier. He sits on the desk and flicks a hand out to give the lawyer a fingergun.]
That's me. Name's Nox. You'll hear Dante and Vergil call me "Nero" sometimes too, it's—
[Oh hm. He can see the eye narrowing. Nox tilts his head and pauses, crossing his arms as he raises a brow.]
...has anyone told you about the whole thing with Kaisou at all?
[If Moriarty doesn't know about the whole reincarnation thing, that would explain it.]
[ Moriarty is far from thrilled to have the edge of his desk used as an impromptu seat, especially when there are comfortable couches right there, but he ultimately decides to let the matter drop without commentary. This time, at least, Nox will get away with it, thanks to "Master's Nephew" privileges.
When Nox asks him about the 'whole thing' regarding Kaisou's mysteries, Moriarty sighs loudly, his expression souring. ]
Not a thing.
Apart from the fact that this is a different world than my own, of course. I gathered that much when I was supplied with false identification to legitimize my presence in this city.
[ In some ways, it's actually kind of funny that he gets to play at being a "normal human" in front of the innocuous masses, compared to his own universe. Timeline? Whatever. ]
When Nox asks him about the 'whole thing' regarding Kaisou's mysteries, Moriarty sighs loudly, his expression souring. ]
Not a thing.
Apart from the fact that this is a different world than my own, of course. I gathered that much when I was supplied with false identification to legitimize my presence in this city.
[ In some ways, it's actually kind of funny that he gets to play at being a "normal human" in front of the innocuous masses, compared to his own universe. Timeline? Whatever. ]
[ Has Sampo ever met you? No. It doesn't matter. By the power of Ratatosk and the magic of I Have A Delivery For You So I Simply Must Show Up In Your Home; Sampo will Arrive at some point--Sneakily so, the man doesn't make a single sound when he walks--and he'll leave a gift on the Mathmetician's Desk while the guy is distracted or visiting next door with his Substitute Dante.
Attached is a bright letter, a orange-red in color and decorated with Sock and Buskin styled masks. 🎭
it reads:
MERRY CHRISTMAS MISTER MORIARTY. It is I, Sampo Koski, your one and only Secret Santa for this year! Fear not, as you are a lucky man to have gotten me; as I am one of the best gift-givers in the city. Behold!
Inside; he will find an ostentatious Coat, with a small note that says 'if it's the wrong size just let me know we can get a size swap! But no worries, somehow, with the magic of Christmas, it's the exact perfect fit.
Inside the box are also some Extremely beautiful, delicate looking tea cakes.
They look and smell amazing.
But when James bites into any of them, they come in a variety of flavors that are both unexpected and startling.
Coka-cola. Bubblegum. Peanut Butter. Honey Mustard. Sour Lemonade. Maple Syrup with a hint of Habenero. Things like that.
There's no list on the flavors so each one becomes a slow game of 'do you risk it.
Merry Christmas! ]
Attached is a bright letter, a orange-red in color and decorated with Sock and Buskin styled masks. 🎭
it reads:
MERRY CHRISTMAS MISTER MORIARTY. It is I, Sampo Koski, your one and only Secret Santa for this year! Fear not, as you are a lucky man to have gotten me; as I am one of the best gift-givers in the city. Behold!
Inside; he will find an ostentatious Coat, with a small note that says 'if it's the wrong size just let me know we can get a size swap! But no worries, somehow, with the magic of Christmas, it's the exact perfect fit.
Inside the box are also some Extremely beautiful, delicate looking tea cakes.
They look and smell amazing.
But when James bites into any of them, they come in a variety of flavors that are both unexpected and startling.
Coka-cola. Bubblegum. Peanut Butter. Honey Mustard. Sour Lemonade. Maple Syrup with a hint of Habenero. Things like that.
There's no list on the flavors so each one becomes a slow game of 'do you risk it.
Merry Christmas! ]
[ hey did you miss him
it was only yesterday that ya'll went to that little cafe for ridiculously sweet pastries and coffee that was more like sugar and milk flavored coffee--but sampo's here again.
he made a promise and he's delivering on it!!! it makes it easier that he lives literally a door and a half down from Moriarty in Brick Alley, hopping from his insane shuffle-house down to the M&D Law Offices. He'll even knock this time--the Ratatosk teleport only works if he's delivering something, after all.
He's got a shoulder bag on with various things stuffed inside it--food for lunch, water, painkillers just in case, things like that. he's not having a second herba mystica incident not on his fucking life. ]
Knock knock! You said you don't sleep so I'm coming in, I hope you're dressed!!
[ he's walked in on too many people with no pants lately. ]
it was only yesterday that ya'll went to that little cafe for ridiculously sweet pastries and coffee that was more like sugar and milk flavored coffee--but sampo's here again.
he made a promise and he's delivering on it!!! it makes it easier that he lives literally a door and a half down from Moriarty in Brick Alley, hopping from his insane shuffle-house down to the M&D Law Offices. He'll even knock this time--the Ratatosk teleport only works if he's delivering something, after all.
He's got a shoulder bag on with various things stuffed inside it--food for lunch, water, painkillers just in case, things like that. he's not having a second herba mystica incident not on his fucking life. ]
Knock knock! You said you don't sleep so I'm coming in, I hope you're dressed!!
[ he's walked in on too many people with no pants lately. ]
[ Considering he essentially lives out of his office, do you seriously think he would be walking around nude? WHO'S GOING TO HIRE A NAKED LAWYER??? ]
Sam! It's so nice to see you again.
[ Yes, they did technically only properly meet just yesterday, but Moriarty greets him warmly like they're old friends.
He grabs a nearby bookmark to mark his place, before closing the book he was reading and rising to his feet, coming around his desk to meet Sampo on the other side. ]
Sam! It's so nice to see you again.
[ Yes, they did technically only properly meet just yesterday, but Moriarty greets him warmly like they're old friends.
He grabs a nearby bookmark to mark his place, before closing the book he was reading and rising to his feet, coming around his desk to meet Sampo on the other side. ]
[ EVEN SPIRITUAL LAWYERS CAN ENJOY THINGS LIKE SHOWERS, JJ
THE ALLURE OF THE HOT WATER AND NICE SOAPS ARE SO IMPORTANT but hey the warm welcome is so nice what the fuck how could this guy possibly be evil there's no way
sherlock was dramatic probably
he's gonna flounce into the office with a spin and a bounce, reaching up to adjust the stupid hat he's wearing with a flourish. ]
You don't need sleep, you said before, but you probably gotta' eat at least, right? So I packed us a lunch for the trip so we don't get halfway done with the trip and then end up eating all the berries we'll be gathering for my lil' guys--which by the way, Napkin insisted on coming along too, just in case.
[ the little ghost is poking his head through moriarty's desk suddenly hi he's a ghost type boo ]
THE ALLURE OF THE HOT WATER AND NICE SOAPS ARE SO IMPORTANT but hey the warm welcome is so nice what the fuck how could this guy possibly be evil there's no way
sherlock was dramatic probably
he's gonna flounce into the office with a spin and a bounce, reaching up to adjust the stupid hat he's wearing with a flourish. ]
You don't need sleep, you said before, but you probably gotta' eat at least, right? So I packed us a lunch for the trip so we don't get halfway done with the trip and then end up eating all the berries we'll be gathering for my lil' guys--which by the way, Napkin insisted on coming along too, just in case.
[ the little ghost is poking his head through moriarty's desk suddenly hi he's a ghost type boo ]
I enjoy food as much as the next person, yes. How thoughtful of you!
[ Food is energy, even for someone like him. It helps offset his magical energy consumption, from a purely practical standpoint, but Moriarty also simply likes eating.
Of course, his genial expression quickly shifts into that startled cat-like look of his when Napkin mischievously pops into view. ]
Oh! Do—they normally do that?
[ YOUR PET IS INSIDE MY DESK, SAMUEL ]
[ Food is energy, even for someone like him. It helps offset his magical energy consumption, from a purely practical standpoint, but Moriarty also simply likes eating.
Of course, his genial expression quickly shifts into that startled cat-like look of his when Napkin mischievously pops into view. ]
Oh! Do—they normally do that?
[ YOUR PET IS INSIDE MY DESK, SAMUEL ]
Hope you like gyros and grilled potatoes. I tried to make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches but my boo's brother is like a doting mother--he wouldn't send me out without 'proper food'! [ he laughs like its some joke but
thats mydei for you
he's just a mom attached to the body of a spartan warrior ]
And don't mind him. He's a ghost-type Pokemon, he does that pretty regularly. He likes to prank people. Don't react to it and he'll get bored of trying.
Ghost Pokemon are pretty rare in Kanto, so we likely won't have to deal with one when we're visiting.
thats mydei for you
he's just a mom attached to the body of a spartan warrior ]
And don't mind him. He's a ghost-type Pokemon, he does that pretty regularly. He likes to prank people. Don't react to it and he'll get bored of trying.
Ghost Pokemon are pretty rare in Kanto, so we likely won't have to deal with one when we're visiting.
[ Well, if he's not concerned, then Moriarty won't be either. He just didn't want to lose this promising new friendship thanks to something like 'accidental pet-deskening'. ]
I would have gladly eaten the lunch either way, for the record—but gyros and grilled potatoes sounds fantastic.
[ He glances at Napkin again when Sampo explains further. ]
Ghost-type, eh? I assume there are others, based on the specification.
But don't let my questions slow us down. We can talk and walk, yes?
I would have gladly eaten the lunch either way, for the record—but gyros and grilled potatoes sounds fantastic.
[ He glances at Napkin again when Sampo explains further. ]
Ghost-type, eh? I assume there are others, based on the specification.
But don't let my questions slow us down. We can talk and walk, yes?
Oh, totally! We got some walking to do--it's not far, though; Blue Fish Park is where the Stable Gate sits so we can deffo chat while we make our way there.
I'm part of PokeGO, so I know all sorts of stuff. I had to pass a scary exam to be able to become a full member, so this'll make me put that knowledge to work!!
[ He makes a little peace sign as he beckons to Napkin--come out of there you goblin-- and he makes his way outside, bouncing along the sidewalk with an absolutely dead silent pace--feet not making a single print in the gentle snow that'd been dusted on the sidewalk from the night previous. ]
Pokemon come in all sorts'a different types. Elements, n'stuff. Like water and fire...
Or weird ones, like Ghost or Dragon.
I'm part of PokeGO, so I know all sorts of stuff. I had to pass a scary exam to be able to become a full member, so this'll make me put that knowledge to work!!
[ He makes a little peace sign as he beckons to Napkin--come out of there you goblin-- and he makes his way outside, bouncing along the sidewalk with an absolutely dead silent pace--feet not making a single print in the gentle snow that'd been dusted on the sidewalk from the night previous. ]
Pokemon come in all sorts'a different types. Elements, n'stuff. Like water and fire...
Or weird ones, like Ghost or Dragon.
[ Despite the fact he's technically the magical entity between the two of them, Moriarty absolutely leaves footprints all over the thin layer of snow as they make their way toward Blue Fish Park. ]
Dragon, hm? Can't say that's something I typically associate with the classical elements.
Dragon, hm? Can't say that's something I typically associate with the classical elements.
[ wow imagine leaving footprints, goodluck getting tracked idiot ]
Right? Some of them make total sense! Like of course there's a ground type and an ice type! But what the hell do you mean 'fairy' type. 'Dragon' type. Can't you use a better category?
It's pretty weird. But it's fun, once you start to understand'em.
And they make good companions. They're hard to understand but they understand *you.* So you could teach them how to do all sorts of things. I got another fella back home called Hoopa. He helps my roomate cook.
Right? Some of them make total sense! Like of course there's a ground type and an ice type! But what the hell do you mean 'fairy' type. 'Dragon' type. Can't you use a better category?
It's pretty weird. But it's fun, once you start to understand'em.
And they make good companions. They're hard to understand but they understand *you.* So you could teach them how to do all sorts of things. I got another fella back home called Hoopa. He helps my roomate cook.
Cook?
[ Look, he's only seen Napkin, so he's trying to imagine the little ghost thing helping out in the kitchen. It doesn't even have arms. ]
Ah, I take it they're more intelligent than traditional animals, then.
[ Look, he's only seen Napkin, so he's trying to imagine the little ghost thing helping out in the kitchen. It doesn't even have arms. ]
Ah, I take it they're more intelligent than traditional animals, then.
Given certain specimens of the human race, I don't know if that's actually all that surprising.
[ DON'T BE A BITCH, JAMES ]
I am undeniably curious, however, these creatures might think of someone like me.
Your Napkin doesn't seem especially bothered.
[ Can it even tell that he isn't human? ]
[ DON'T BE A BITCH, JAMES ]
I am undeniably curious, however, these creatures might think of someone like me.
Your Napkin doesn't seem especially bothered.
[ Can it even tell that he isn't human? ]
Ouch, JJ. That's so mean. [ And yet he says this in a sing-song voice, completely unaffected by it at all as he bounces along, bidding the other to follow as he pauses at a cross walk, dashing across as they grow closer to that huge lake, spread out along the center of that big park as they approach.
He points it out as they walk.]
...Hm? What do you mean, someone like you?
[ Sampo has no idea. Maybe Napkin does. he exchanges a glance with the critter, who also blinks dumbly.
And then swipes its big tongue across Moriarty's face. ]
He points it out as they walk.]
...Hm? What do you mean, someone like you?
[ Sampo has no idea. Maybe Napkin does. he exchanges a glance with the critter, who also blinks dumbly.
And then swipes its big tongue across Moriarty's face. ]
You know, the matter I spoke of yesterday, regarding history's—
[ AUGH IT HAPPENED AGAIN ]
NAPKIN, PLEASE. WE ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF A CONVERSATION, THANK YOU.
[ AUGH IT HAPPENED AGAIN ]
NAPKIN, PLEASE. WE ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF A CONVERSATION, THANK YOU.
Oh!!!!
[ Sampo completely disregards Moriarty yelling, as well as Napkin giggling like a fucking demon as it zips down into Sampo's bag now that its mischief has been managed. ]
Right, the bit about you being a snapshot of a person. Right.
I'm still messed up over that. What a crazy existence.
Well.
Maybe there are other people who can sense it on you. Or maybe Pokemon can too, but I sure don't.
[ Sampo completely disregards Moriarty yelling, as well as Napkin giggling like a fucking demon as it zips down into Sampo's bag now that its mischief has been managed. ]
Right, the bit about you being a snapshot of a person. Right.
I'm still messed up over that. What a crazy existence.
Well.
Maybe there are other people who can sense it on you. Or maybe Pokemon can too, but I sure don't.
Yes, well. It largely doesn't matter, considering my goal is to pose as a regular person for the duration of my stay here.
I brought it up mostly out of intellectual curiosity, if nothing else.
[ He's definitely using the sleeve of his coat to wipe the ghost spit off his face. Eugh. ]
I brought it up mostly out of intellectual curiosity, if nothing else.
[ He's definitely using the sleeve of his coat to wipe the ghost spit off his face. Eugh. ]
I mean, you don't gotta'. There are plenty of people in this world who are blatantly *not* human, you know. Wanna see a picture of my best buddy? You'll be surprised. He doesn't look like a 'regular person' at all. And yet he's still my best buddy.
[ He's gonna start moving down into the park, towards the spot where the Kanto gate was hiding. Normal people couldn't see it of course, but it was always good to slip into it when normal people weren't paying TOO close attention. They were just gonna slip in and disappear, after all. ]
For example, I'm human, but I have a neat trick that'll make you jump outta' your shoes.
[ He's gonna start moving down into the park, towards the spot where the Kanto gate was hiding. Normal people couldn't see it of course, but it was always good to slip into it when normal people weren't paying TOO close attention. They were just gonna slip in and disappear, after all. ]
For example, I'm human, but I have a neat trick that'll make you jump outta' your shoes.
Really? I'd have thought that would be a hindrance, in a world with most of humanity still intact.
[ He's still following Sampo, trusting the other man not to lead him astray. ]
Oh? And that is?
[ He's still following Sampo, trusting the other man not to lead him astray. ]
Oh? And that is?
It's the way normies handle magic and the mysterious. They just don't SEE it. Even like my buddy here... [ he stops just outside the stable gate, getting his phone out.
he turns the screen to show Moriarty a picture of his 'Best friend', before pocketing the phone again. ]
They see him as a guy in a mascot costume. Convinced it's a costume, really. But that's his face.
[ and then all of a sudden he steps backward, and disappears into the portal. ]
he turns the screen to show Moriarty a picture of his 'Best friend', before pocketing the phone again. ]
They see him as a guy in a mascot costume. Convinced it's a costume, really. But that's his face.
[ and then all of a sudden he steps backward, and disappears into the portal. ]
[ Moriarty obliges him by leaning in to look. Indeed, by no measure is the pictured individual 'normal' by average human standards, but Moriarty himself isn't particularly fussed by the idea of people who don't fit society's mold.
After all, "evil" is quicker to embrace those outcasts than those who call themselves "good". ]
I see. I suppose I've worried for nothing, then.
[ That's when Sampo pulls his little disappearing act. Surprise! ]
Sam!?
[ He doesn't jump out of his shoes, but he has been successfully startled. Brow furrowing a moment later, he follows Sampo through the portal. ]
After all, "evil" is quicker to embrace those outcasts than those who call themselves "good". ]
I see. I suppose I've worried for nothing, then.
[ That's when Sampo pulls his little disappearing act. Surprise! ]
Sam!?
[ He doesn't jump out of his shoes, but he has been successfully startled. Brow furrowing a moment later, he follows Sampo through the portal. ]
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