Toccata opus I

[demon_gent]

[A video blips on, a blue sheen covering it as if the grand figure staring intently at the viewer is submerged in water. His eyes are a wide, almost luminescent green, staring, staring with such an intensity it’s almost uncomfortable to watch.

Before one can think to turn the feed off out of creeping fear, the man’s face splits into a mirthful grin. His voice sounding with absolute boyish glee.]

Well, hell-o, hell-o, folks! Brill weather we’re having here, aren’t we?

A little birdie told me this was Canada, shame that. You all must be tucked away in your little igloos, why I bet you've never even been swimming before!

But before I go and offer up any lessons, I need to get my little niche going. So who’s going to tell me a little bit about themselves? I’m Damon Gant, of course, hailing all the wayward down in Los Angeles. A sunny, bright and cheerful place, oh you would probably hate it!

[It's dreadfully drizzly this Sunday morning. He surmises the citizens probably eat and breathe this weather. It seems, however, strangely appropriate that he were to arrive the day after St. Patty's Day, he was after all, the product of most men's hangovers.]

Now, now, step right up, don’t be shy, I promise not to nip. Not even a little bit!


((ooc: I have an OPEN LOG here http://sirenspull-logs.dreamwidth.org/65400.html if you prefer to encounter him on the streets/on the train. ))

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[laurice]

Los Angeles? Hey, I'm from there too! And I didn't know there were talking birds around here...

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[demon_gent]

Talking birds?

[demon_gent]

Ooh hohohohoho! No, noo, son. A lovely little lady. Ever hear a flock of pretty young things chit-chattering away to eachother? Sounds like a brood of hens cluck, cluck, clucking!

But don't let them hear you whispering that with your mates, just go for the saying "A fit bird", will have 'em eating out of your hands for sure.

[laurice]

Ohhhhhh.

[Then Larry grins with more interest, completely immune to Gant's effects on other people.]

So, was she a pretty bird?

[video]

[shifting]

You forgot to mention "smoggy".

[video]

[demon_gent]

Hahaha! Oh pishposh, this isn't the 1990's anymore! Least not where I'm from, son. The ARB saw to it since 94's Smog Check II law that we little 2018 Angelenos would have air-quality as good as heaven!

[video]

[shifting]

I'll still take some Southern open air over LA any day. But to each his own.

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[ergomaniac]

[What.]

[voice]

[ergomaniac]

[No.]

[voice] Done.

[ergomaniac]

You speak rather too blithely of trying to find a "niche," Mr. Gant.

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[demon_gent]

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[demon_gent]

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[cowboycop]

[Jake knew something was up. He just felt it in his gut. So when he turns on the feed in the morning, he was expecting something terrible to look forward to.

What he didn't expect, as he was sipping his coffee and waiting for his damn NV to start cooperating, is to hear the voice of a man he could have sworn was dead. And worse still, see him on camera.

He chokes, almost spewing his coffee. Instead he just barely manages to swallow it. After a fit of coughing, he places his mug down and allows himself time to clear his throat, breathe normally. Only then does he pick up the NV and stare at it grimly, as he plays the feed again from the beginning.

As he hears it again, his hand clenches around his knee, fingernails digging into the fabric of his uniform pants. Gant. That sleazy, slimy, no-good bastard. He's cursing the Core, and worsening the curses each passing second as he watches Gant pander to the crowd of Newcomers watching this. He thinks for a moment that he maybe should respond, but as he thinks about it, Gant wouldn't be worried about him being in the Port over something like a video feed.

That's when he decides. He puts on his hat without so much as another thought, heading out to find him. He'd make some excuse for going on patrol early as he was heading out. He had to find Gant, he just had to.]

[beenwaitinglong]

Well now... here's a forebodingly familiar face.

[demon_gent]

Is it really so? Well I guess I'm not as amongst queer-folk as much as I thought I was, how wonderful!

Sorry I can't say I'm readily familiar with you, son, I'm getting up there in the age-department. Mind giving this old bean a refresher?

[video]

[underdogged]

[Kaiji makes the mistake of trying to out-stare the man on screen. Or maybe he's just slightly hypnotised by that steady, unsettling look.

Either way, it startles the crap outta him when he talks and he jerks right out of his chair. When he re-emerges, he looks more than a little ruffled around the edges (and very embarrassed), like a bird that's fallen off its perch.]

What the hell is wrong with you?! You nearly gave me a heart-attack!

[video]

[demon_gent]

[Oh jolly good! He's clapping like he's front-row center at the Ringling bros. clown show.]

HAW HAW HAW HAAW! Oh forgive me for rustling your jimmies, my boy! All in good fun. Gets the heart pumpin' and the jives' jivin', don't you think?

video; also placeholderish due to hiatus, sorry.

[ace_attorney]

G-Gant!?

(Okay, you should also be dead! This is really not helpful!)

video; ALL OF MY LOVE!

[demon_gent]

Oh Wrighto! It's about time you showed up. The gang's nearly all here. I've almost got a full set!

[Lawyermons GOTTA CATCH 'EM ALL!]

[Video]

[eats_the_rude]

[He shows his small white teeth in a pleasant smile, amused.]

Swimming used to be a very prized activity of the Greeks, you know. Sadly you won't find Mediterranean waters here, I'm afraid.

[Video]

[demon_gent]

OH yes, yes! You know your stuff. Why, they didn't just swim, they perfected it! Ooh those Greeks, if only this time-machine of an island had taken me farther back... But I suppose you take what you can get.

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[awakenings]

[...Well, judging by the Lawyercast's reactions, this guy is going to be trouble. She takes a few minutes to simply study him, his face, and to try and remember his voice.

Wasn't he here before, briefly? And hadn't Edgeworth warned her...? Hm.]

voice;

[awakenings]

You seem overly cheerful for waking up on a foreign island, Mr. Gant.

[voice]

[acemedium]

I've been swimming! And I'll go again when the weather warms up!

[voice]

[demon_gent]

Missy, you're my new favorite person!