she spreads her wings and takes to the skies.

[yatagarasu]

Open Post: The Kay Faraday Edition
This is my permanent Kay Faraday open post. Spam me with prompts, picture prompts, AUs, and the like. Indicate canon point or universe when necessary. Please note that I don't do slash, smut, anything sexual or anything overly and excessively violent.
Canon	Future AU
Choose a canon point, any canon point! Even from AAI2, why not.	7-8 years later, AJ/DD era. Prosecutor who studied under Miles Edgeworth. Still hyper and makes thief jokes. Still the Yatagarasu.
Somarium	Mask or Menace
Lived with Edgeworth and Stitch. Recruited Ema, Trucy and Maya into the Yatagarasu. 19 years old. Had college plans.	Can command and talk to crows, replicate voices and sounds perfectly, and use Charter Magic. Juror for Teen Court.

Badger get!

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SOMARIUM

[luminol]

[Another day, another batch of new arrivals. However, this time, it seems that it wasn't just a clueless newcomer that arrived, something else had. Something that was making its way through Somarium, wrecking buildings, terrorizing people, and giving everyone nightmares. And unfortunately, due to its preference for the darker hours of the day, no one has really seen what it looks like yet. It's rather difficult to be on guard all the time when you don't know what you're supposed to be defending yourself from.

Which is where the Yatagarasu should come in. Or at least, that's what they've decided. Unmasking the truth behind what was terrorizing the citizens is surely a job that needs the Yatagarasu's help. Even if they'd... been told to keep themselves safe. As long as they're out investigating during the day, that's being safe, right? (probably not, but oh well).

But that investigation is why Ema is waiting for Kay to get whatever else she needs for the job. She's got all the scientific material they might need for this investigation, now they just need a plan of action. Or investigation, in this case.]

So it looks like the most recent appearance of this monster was in the business district. That was a few days ago, though... I wonder if it might've shown up somewhere more recently, maybe somewhere people don't really go...

[yatagarasu]

[Kay was also one to jump at this opportunity to help out, the way the Yatagarasu should. But despite being told to stay safe, she desperately wanted to do some reconnaissance at night especially if their daytime investigations didn't yield much data. She kept that thought to herself for now as she looked at a map of the business district, inputting info into Little Thief and measuring out how many miles to this place and that with a pencil and a ruler. Serious Yatagarasu business here, don't judge.

She looks up from her work when Ema speaks up.]

Why would it go where people don't go if it likes scaring the pants off of people?

[luminol]

Well, we don't really know what it's after, do we? I mean, scientifically speaking, if it just wanted to scare people, it'd show up during the day, too, wouldn't it?

[that seems like scientifically sound logic, doesn't it? People seem safe during the day, so if it came out during the day and attacked, that could scare people.]

And we don't know where it stays when it's not in the city. Unless Mr. Edgeworth was told anything about that recently, I mean! [And of course, if Edgeworth knows, Kay should know, she's sure. Kay is a thief of the truth and assistant to Chief Prosecutor Edgeworth himself, after all.]

[yatagarasu]

That's true...

[Kay continues plugging in the numbers, frowns at something she did wrong, then punches in more buttons. She shakes her head when Ema mentions Mr. Edgeworth. Sorry, this time she has nothing to offer from The Man himself.]

Sorry, we've still got nothing. It's as if it disappears into thin air during the day.

[luminol]

[She frowns at that, mostly because if anyone would know anything, she'd automatically assume that someone was Edgeworth. Edgeworth is great and can do no wrong, Mr. Perfect Prosecutor himself, after all.]

Well, there are a few warehouses that people don't really use around Somni still, aren't there? Those sound like as good a place as any to start looking.

[yatagarasu]

[Kay looks just as disappointed as Ema does. Not even Mr. Edgeworth with his cool spinny logic and his lawyer flair could figure it out. But when Ema mentions warehouses, she perks up a bit.]

Hey, yeah! That's a great start! Logic worthy of Mr. Edgeworth himself!

Okay, I'm gonna run the simulation now. You wanted to see the last place the monster wrecked, right?

[frilliance]

[idk. Sometime after AAI 2 (without talking bout what happens for spoiler reasons) maybe before DD. idk Edgeworth's birthday or something because he forgets that too much. Or Kay's if you want.]

[yatagarasu]

[Do you want to play out that time they got captured by pirates, escaped and got marooned, still? Even if we're not in High Seas anymore?]

[frilliance]

[omg best idea! Like them being in the hold or something?]

[yatagarasu]

[Yes, exactly. So, who gets to write it out first?]

[frilliance]

[Edgeworth could go first and his "Nghoooooh" could wake Kay up? Or Kay could go first and hear a Nghoooh so Kay hears and goes, "Yup, Mr. Edgeworth's alive!"]

[yatagarasu]

[Yes, Edgeworth can go first so he can NNNGGHHOOH]

Canon

[truthsnomiracle]

[Early in the investigation of Goldie Gusse's death by a poisoned glass of fruit punch, one Kain Condon turned himself in and confessed to the crime. However, his confession was abundantly strange; he claimed neither to have known the substance he used was poison nor where the vial came from in the first place. If his word was to be taken at face value, he simply took the vial from his own pocket and put its contents in the drink as soon as he was left alone in the room, an act which struck him as mundane at the time. Only upon reflection did the suspect begin to wonder when and where he got the vial and why it seemed like a good idea at the time to make use of it. He claimed to have been horrified when he realized that it was probably the poison that killed Ms. Gusse. The entire thing struck Edgeworth as too absurd to be a mere lie, but at the same time, it was also too far out there to easily work with. The prosecutor set out with his self-proclaimed assistants on the assumption that Mr. Condon was more likely to be an accomplice than the mastermind.

As the investigation wore on, several things became abundantly clear about the situation. First, all physical evidence speaks to the fact that the person who did the deed was in fact Mr. Condon, save one detail: there's no indication of where he could have acquired the poison. Second, despite his culpability, there's no end of testimony claiming that he has no motive, and no evidence contradicts this; there isn't even any indication that he might have been blackmailed into being someone's accomplice. Third, there is one person who would have a reason to want Goldie Gusse dead — Sven Erickson, who was fired from a promising career at Mrs. Gusse's bank chain three years ago for embezzling funds, apparently in order to purchase raw materials for some kind of advanced electronic device. Mrs. Gusse didn't press charges, apparently thinking that the loss of such a lucrative career and the stain on Mr. Erickson's reputation would be punishment enough.

Edgeworth has sent Gumshoe on a manhunt, hoping that the detective will be able to find Mr. Erickson and bring him in for questioning. Meanwhile, the prosecutor and Kay have tracked down the isolated cabin where Mr. Erickson has been working on whatever project he illegally diverted funds toward. Hopefully, some indication of whether or not this man was tied to the crime could be found here.

Unfortunately, the door is locked...]

Kay, I believe that for once, it is your turn.

[yatagarasu]

[Kay peers at the door and bends down a bit to closely examine the keyhole. Then she straightens up, tightens her gloves, and gives Edgeworth a thumbs up.]

Leave it to me! No door can stop a Great Thief! [She unclasps one of the small keys hanging from the large one in her hair and slips it through the keyhole. Then she begins jiggling it this way and that, an expression of thrill and anticipation on her face. After a lot of twisting, there is an audible click, and Kay takes the "key" out, grinning.]

1/2

[truthsnomiracle]

[Edgeworth doesn't hesitate to bow in appreciation.]

Thank you, Kay. Of course, don't expect situations such as this to arise often.

[That subtle warning having been dished out, the prosecutor leads the way into the cabin.

The first room they find themselves in is rather large, seeming to take up half the cabin's area to judge by how large it looked on the outside. There are doors leading further in against the far wall — one to each side of the large and unused-looking fireplace. While the room has a window on each of the walls to either side, both of them have shades pulled down over them, hence the need for them to break in to begin with if they were going to have a chance to investigate despite the owner's absence.]

2/2

[truthsnomiracle]

[Rather than being used as a living room as one might expect from the fireplace's presence, however, the room instead is dominated by three large desks arranged in a U. One has a computer monitor and speakers atop it; another a printer/scanner/copier, a sound mixing and analysis station, and a phone charger; and the third a strange-looking pair of heavy headphones and something resembling a walkie-talkie, both set in cobbled-together charging stations only barely covered enough to be safe. All three also have various papers and files strewn atop them. Between these three desks is a single office chair, though there's space enough for three of them.]

(It appears I was correct — this is Mr. Erickson's workshop. Now to see what we can learn, and whether his motive translates to a connection to this case.)

[Edgeworth begins by starting to look over the various files on the desk with the computer monitor and speakers.]

1/2

[yatagarasu]

[Wow, don't discourage her, Edgeworth.

She steps inside after him while reattaching the small key - which is probably either a skeleton key or a lock pick - and stares at all the gadgetry and paperwork in wonder.]

Whoa, it's like mission control! Or a secret lab!

[yatagarasu]

[And with that, she excitedly strides over to the third desk, digs out the headphones, and places them over her ears. At least she doesn't turn them on or press anything. Then she clears her throat and says in what is supposed to pass for a mechanical voice:]

Raven Rogue to Samurai Ruffles, Raven Rogue to Samurai Ruffles, do you copy? Roger. Kssst! [That last sound was an attempt at static. Kay giggles.]

[truthsnomiracle]

[Edgeworth looks up from his investigation and over his shoulder at Kay's shenanigans when she speaks.]

("Samurai Ruffles"? ...I'm honestly not sure what to think of that.)

Kay, I advise against playing with what could be evidence.

[...Kay doesn't hear a word of what Edgeworth says, however; apparently the headphones are well-designed to keep outside noises out, even when not in operation. As for what the wearer should hear... well, there are several short, thick antennae sticking out of the edges of the headband, pointing forward and back rather than upward, as well as a pair of longer ones sticking out at a more normal angle from each ear covering.]

[yatagarasu]

[Kay blinks. She saw Edgeworth's lips move and she's certain he's telling her off with that kind of face, but the headphones are blocking everything out. And we mean EVERYTHING. Her brow furrows in puzzlement, and her mouth opens to speak up before she decides to just take the headphones off.

As she reaches up to do so, her fingers find the antennae, and she blinks in surprise as she seeks better purchase on the headband, and finally takes the entire thing off.]

Boy, you couldn't hear a thing with those babies on!

[yatagarasu]

[Continued from this thread.

Kay's "hideout" was a lagoon encircled completely by towering, steep cliffs that promised very few good footholds, but was completely open up top. On the shore was a small cave adorned with different trinkets, bits and bobs, and even weapons. At the very back was a deep pool that descended into a meandering underwater labyrinth too long for any human to traverse without a source of air - but which was no problem for a mermaid who knew the passages of her sanctuary like the back of her hand.

Having promised Edgeworth that she would teach him a thing or two about merpeople's culture, magic and gadgetry, and assist him in his seagoing cases that brought him toe to tail with extraordinary criminals or prominent figures, Kay decided it was time to let him into her hideout.

There was one problem. All the passages were completely underwater. As they should be, otherwise any human could simply waltz in and mistake the place for a vacation spot. But Kay had tried one passage out - the shortest - while in human form and found that the average swimmer could complete it on one breath.

So when she relayed her instructions to Edgeworth on how to reach her, she didn't send over the magic ring that could make a human's breath last for far more than it should. The instructions were deceptively simple: find the faded blue buoy with the orange flag a fair distance away from the beach, follow the dolphins playing around it (a.k.a. just go east and watch where they go) to the underwater cavern ten feet below, and swim its length to reach the bottom of the lagoon before rising to the surface. The cavern was not long, but it was wide and full of wildlife, and would take several strokes to reach the next entrance that would open into the lagoon.

Kay herself was perched on a rock in the middle of the lagoon, in the middle of important business, speaking on her cellphone. The phone was completely encased in a waterproof casing.]

...When they let you out of the police station, Gummy, I'll buy you a Swiss roll, okay?

[Sort of important.]

What? Yeah, they've got new flavors now!

[truthsnomiracle]

[Even the first step of Kay's instructions is less than trivial for Edgeworth to follow. For one thing, he doesn't own a boat nor know how to operate one, and given how many favors he's having to pull within the justice system right now just to keep the now-convicted mermaid jewel thief from being dissected or laws from being written hastily on too little information, he can't spare enough social capital to just ask to be escorted by a police boat without him being accompanied by officers all the way to his destination. It takes some doing for him to even arrange to hire a sailor willing to help him search for a faded blue buoy with an orange flag surrounded by dolphins, then weigh anchor there and let him dive off the boat and swim away for an extended period. Fortunately, the prosecutor manages to narrow down where the sailor ought to be looking with some questioning at the docks.

The boat that ultimately draws near that buoy is a modestly-sized, wide, and low one with a small draft and a keel that partially makes up for its relative shallowness with length and added weight. While the boat isn't fast at all, has minimal room for cargo, and would fare poorly in a storm, it's well-suited to carrying a handful of people through long stretches of shallow water where wildlife might be found and allowing them a close look on a calm day. Indeed, the sailor Edgeworth ultimately hired apparently completely misread Edgeworth's purposeful manner and assumes the prosecutor is just out to take a much-needed day off to drain off his obvious tension. Of course, how the storm-grey-haired, steely-eyed man learned about the existence of a random buoy frequently surrounded by dolphins is a head-scratcher to him, but he's still willing to help.

Once they've weighed anchor — a process involving having to simultaneously toss two off of opposite sides, given the boat's shallow freeboard — Edgeworth removes his trenchcoat, revealing red swimming trunks and a thin white t-shirt that leaves little about his physique to the imagination. He isn't even wearing a cravat at the moment. Before he jumps in, however, the prosecutor takes a moment to observe the behavior of the dolphins.]

[yatagarasu]

[Kay doesn't hear the sound of a boat, considering she's surrounded on all sides by rock, but she continues speaking to Gumshoe over the phone.]

Yeah, Mr. Edgeworth should be here any minute!

...

I gave him instructions.

...

You'll like it too, Gummy! I hope you can come along next time.

[She watches one last dolphin slip through the exit through the cliffs and nods to herself; this would go...ahem, swimmingly. Kay giggles to herself while covering the mouthpiece of her phone and listening to Gumshoe talk about how they were swamped with petty crimes. Okay, so she kind of also wanted to see how well Edgeworth could get through the passage by himself without any magic and without any help from her except a bunch of directions and a pod of dolphins.

It doesn't take long for the dolphin, a small, spry female, to join the others hanging around the buoy and the cliffs. She swims easily out from a small underwater cavern large enough for a person to slip through, and leaps out as if showing off. The other dolphins begin to crowd around the boat, peering up curiously, some of them clicking excitedly to one another.]

[truthsnomiracle]

(Huh... One could swear that the dolphins were expecting me. How many sorts of animals can Kay communicate with?)

[Rather than pondering the question any further, however, Edgeworth simply looks to the sailor.]

I should be back before dusk.

[That curt reminder having been stated, the prosecutor wastes no further time in looking for a spot around the boat with fewer dolphins in the way, taking a breath, and diving off the side.]

[yatagarasu]

[While Kay is still chatting with Gumshoe (who apparently wouldn't put his phone away at work and so far hasn't been yelled at for it), the dolphins spread out when Edgeworth dives off the boat, save two that swim to either side of him. But generally, the dolphins remain around the buoy, the boat, and the large cliff.]