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Maya (ง•̀ᴗ•́)ง*:`✧ Fey ([personal profile] missleadingquestions) wrote in [community profile] maskormenacelogs2015-11-26 02:25 pm

pass the sweet n' sour sauce we're havin' chicken chow fun

WHO: Miles Edgeworth [profile] takesthestairs and Maya Fey [personal profile] missleadingquestions, but you can have your character pop in to bug the hell out of them, too.
WHERE: Heropa 038, various chinese food places and McDo because why the frick not
WHEN: Takesgiving Thanksgiving
WHAT: Maya and Edgeworth have an interesting take on this thanksgiving, and that involves buying enough take-out to feed a small army and consuming it all by themselves on the couch while watching sentai shows in the dark. Also, running in with Ken and Kaneda at a mcdonalds.
WARNINGS: This is probably gonna get REAL DUMB REAL FAST



[Look.

Kurain wasn't big on Thanksgiving .There was really no reason for them to be. But Maya Fey isn't going to turn down a holiday about food, even if it means doing it in their own special way.

"Their", you ask?

Why, of course she's not going to leave Edgeworth out of the festivities. In fact, they'd discussed this. They'd planned it. They'd planned it, and Edgeworth had forgotten the pies. All these and more shenanigans are why if you pass by Heropa 038 on thanksgiving and want to stop in and say hello, they can find Maya and Edgeworth on the couch eating enough chinese food and McDonald's pies to feed a whole army. (Sorry, Clara, if you wanted to use the couch today. At least you can probably mooch chinese food off them.)

In addition to that, it would appear they're watching a marathon of Sentai shows and other such animes/live action hits.

Yeah.

Happy Takesgiving, everyone.]
takethestairs: (CURSES)

[personal profile] takethestairs 2015-11-28 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
I am not touching your leg!

[THIS IS STUPID he refuses on principal]
takethestairs: (STOPPP)

[personal profile] takethestairs 2015-11-28 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
[And Edgeworth throws up his hands, turning around]

Fine! You can go out wearing a full clown suit for all I care!
takethestairs: (CURSES)

[personal profile] takethestairs 2015-11-28 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
[And Edgeworth stops in his tracks, before he spins on his heels and greets Maya with a glare hot enough to melt steel.]

There is absolutely nothing wrong with my attire.

[Except for the fact that thousands of innocent gumballs died to make that jacket]
takethestairs: (harrumph)

[personal profile] takethestairs 2015-11-29 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
It's not that garish. And besides, there's nothing wrong with the color itself, generally speaking.

[Are you gonna talk shit about a guy wearing pink, Maya]
takethestairs: (B|)

[personal profile] takethestairs 2015-11-29 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
Like pajama pants. In public.

[STILL NOT GONNA LET UP ON THAT]
takethestairs: (hrmph)

[personal profile] takethestairs 2015-11-29 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
Hmph. I think the word you're looking for is shameless.

[Sorry Maya, Edgeworth is immune to the charms of Cute Girls. It's nothing personal... okay, maybe it's a little personal, but only a little.]
takethestairs: (HRRRMPH)

[personal profile] takethestairs 2015-11-29 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
Ngh... fine. Let's just go.

[And he tromps off to the door, stopping only to hold it open for her]
takethestairs: (dot dot dot)

[personal profile] takethestairs 2015-11-29 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
[He stares back at Maya, the way a mouse might stare back at the cat about to eat him for lunch. Just what game is she playing?]

No, you don't. We're running late, remember?
takethestairs: (EURGH!)

[personal profile] takethestairs 2015-11-29 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Hrk-

[His face turns as pink as his jacket, and he scowls at her as he practically rips it off of himself. Of all the stupid, idiotic...]

There. [He holds it up in his hand, gripping the collar tightly] Are you happy now?
takethestairs: (HRRRMPH)

[personal profile] takethestairs 2015-11-30 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Edgeworth harrumphs to himself and tromps to the car, blazer still clutched tightly in his hand. He doesn't realize he still has it until he's about to climb into the driver's seat, and he shoves it unceremoniously into the back seat before he yanks out his keys]

Where do you want to go, anyways?

[Someone's still a grumptopus. Turn that frown upside down, Miles]