sirenspull | twenty-third date; [video]

[This is Larry standing at the foot of the stairs of his house, beside the life-size statues of Phoenix and Edgeworth, his two best friends who have long since left the Port (again). His head is bowed and he looks strangely thoughtful. The NV is perched somewhere some distance away so that you can see much of Larry and the statues.]

Well...if there's one thing I'm thankful for, it's my friends. All the friends I've met in the Port, and back home. [He brightens up a little bit.] Like...really, really thankful. I've met a lot of 'em.

[A pause. Larry grips something he wears around his neck - the round orange pendant he had been wearing for several months now.]

That's why...some time ago, I made a wish.

[He cups the gem in his hands, and it morphs into something more ornate and egg-shaped, shining with a dazzling orange light. The light spreads all over his body and he closes his eyes as if asleep as his clothes change - his jacket becomes a tailcoat, his shirt becomes a vest and a cravat (with a small orange gem mounted in the center), his trousers become breeches tucked into boots high as his thighs...and when the transformation is complete, he is clutching a six-foot orange halberd with a mean-looking edge - which he quickly moves away from Phoenix's spiky head.

Suddenly Larry looks a little more confident, even breaking into a confident grin.]

'Bout time I told you guys. I became a Puella Magi to protect my friends, and I kept it a secret 'cause I thought someone might get hurt by a witch or something if they found out. But...I dunno, witches don't seem to do that sort of thing. [He scratches his head with his free hand.] Besides, it was pretty hard to keep this sort of thing under wraps.

I have to fight witches from now on, but I don't mind if it means having the power to protect the people I know!

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And for the last time, that woman was not me!

How should I know why you'd want a statue of Edgey? And...and if that really wasn't you, someone would've noticed!

I noticed!

Oh, really? Did you see her?

I saw her old network broadcasts, and that she was a college teaching associate. [ Disdain so much disdain. ]

...

You got a problem with that?

Of course I do -- I would never stray from the prosecutor's path! Therefore, that was woman was nothing more than an impostor! You don't want me to have to explain it to you again.

[ There's a dangerous glint in her eyes now, oh boy. ]

[That glint just reminds him WAY too much of the older Franziska when she was about to whip him silly, but instead of backing down, he raises a hand tentatively.]

But...but how d'you know you won't, mini-Franzy? The future's a long way away. Heck, I thought I'd be with my Kiyance forever and ever but she left me...

[ She laughs. ]

Who's this Kiyance? Your ex-girlfriend?

[And he sighs. Everyone's a critic.]

She's...yeah. My ex-girlfriend.

A statue doesn't count!

I thought we were already talking about how you think you'll be a prosecutor forever...

But we moved onto your pathetic lack of love life. [ But fine, we'll go back to that if you want it so badly, Larry. ] You'll be single forever and I will be a prosecutor forever. Simple, really.

It's not that simple! What would you know about dating, anyway?

Enough to know that there are very few women in the world who would want to waste their time on you.

Objection! I've dated a lot of women!

[Even if they all dumped him afterward, they technically still wasted their time on him.]

I bet they all dumped you, didn't they?

N-no, they didn't! That's harsh!

[Not all, but many. One was just scared by a letter that looked more like a blackmail message. Another never got the message at all and it was sent to a windy old bag...

CLOSE ENOUGH.]

[ ~~You forgot the one that was killed by a present you made her... oh oops that relationship was already over~~

Franziska's eyes light up; she seems to be taking some enjoyment out of his protests. ]

Harsh, but true... and the point remains; the prosecutor's path is the only path I care about. None other!

[~~YES IT WAS, SO IT DOESN'T COUNT~~]

Like I said, how do you know that? Can you predict the future?

[ Seriously. ] Well enough to know that there is only one profession worthy of a von Karma. [ She lifts her chin. ] Prosecution.

...

[Larry can tell this is one argument he's not exactly going to win. But because he's Larry, he will press onward.]

Uh...okay, but aren't there other things you like doing? For all you know, one of those might end up saving your bacon.

[Like cooking. From being a mere seller of hot dogs on Gourd Lake, he managed to make it as a chef at Lion's Gate. Who would've seen THAT coming? ~~Not Auste, for sure~~]

Bacon? [ She wrinkles her nose. ] Don't change the subject!

It's just an expression! I mean, one of the other things you like doing might be really useful and can save you!

[From hobo life, more like.]

There's nothing I like doing more.

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