[Couple's V-day Log] A Night to Remember; OPEN

[makethemguilty]

Who: Your Host, The Guests, & St. Cupid
When: After Sirens. 9PM and onward~
Where: The Grey Line, Reserved Dining Hall & Grand Ballroom
Summary: XEMC/AGI Valentine's Day couples' party, fun, dance, etc. for your enjoyment! Dine, romance, and dance the night away. Be warned though, not everything is as it seems. <3
Warnings: Put them in the tag line, ladies and gentlemen~ (Note: The chocolate, wine, and some of the desserts are laced with aphrodisiacs, but ultimately the potency/effects shall be left up to the discretion of the player.)

There's a ladylove or beau in your life you are aiming to please; You seek to prove your love, obtain their affections, or have them swooning off their feet by the end of the night. Or perhaps your intentions are less than pure…Either way, you know this, of course, because you've chosen to bring them here. The Grey Line is an elegant restaurant whose very atmosphere is a recipe for romance, and tonight, everything your special someone needs to have an evening solely dedicated to passionate desire between the two of you will be provided for, to enjoy at your leisure.

Tonight is going to be perfect. Tonight is special.

Let the siren's song of love overwhelm you as you enter; open the doors, and walk inside.

The staff will greet you as an old friend, and take your coats, their friendly smiles a gentle contrast to the elegant decor around them. There's a feeling of euphoria which flows gently through the air, basking all those who attend.

And why shouldn't there be? The very design of the Grey Line is a masterful one, the modernity and sleekness lending to its natural beauty, played up by the fact that the structure of the restaurant itself is set into a shallow bay, with wall to wall glass windows in the main dining room which allow for the majesty of the ocean to be seen with the coming of the tides. By night, underwater lighting installed in the rocks outside attract a strange array of monstrous sea creatures.

You'll be lead back into the grand ballroom and placed at a table of your choice, a live company of instrumentals set back on a higher tier in front which overlooks the dining area.

The colors from the City bleed from the sea with the tide sweeping up the sides of the glass, bleaching it a deep aqua color.

Quiet awe overwhelms you as the soft illumination descends and caresses the faces everyone inside, giving them a soft, gentle look that adds to the undercurrent of tranquil calm.

Now, you're ready. Seated, you can observe who else is here with you, or bask in the ambience of your surroundings. Baskets of wine and chocolates are set at each table, along with a centerpiece of roses.

"Anything that you desire on the menu, sir, madam? Please, order anything you like. Compliments of your host."

Comments

[thelightbringer]

It's AGI, isn't it? [Still recovering from biting the inside of his cheek at Edgeworth's 'sarcastic' tone.]

[ergomaniac]

Precisely.

[thelightbringer]

You're here ambulance chasing?

[ergomaniac]

[The look he shoots Lucifer is indignant.]

I beg your pardon!

[thelightbringer]

My brother works for AGI, you think I don't know there's collateral damage here? Think of the law suits.

[ergomaniac]

I do not give so much as a damn about that.

[His glower deepens.]

They are an organization that frequently acts in a criminal manner. My concern is counteracting said criminal activities. No offense intended to your "brother."

[thelightbringer]

I'm sure he doesn't care.

What sort of criminal activities?

[ergomaniac]

Slavery, to start with. And that's quite a start.

[thelightbringer]

[Heavy swallow.] How do they get their slaves?

[ergomaniac]

[He looks over at him, his face grim.]

...They used to just pick them up off the streets. From raids on businesses they didn't like. Now...They can only get them from people who have sold themselves into slavery or from amongst criminals.

[thelightbringer]

Why are people selling themselves?

[It's not unheard of. Just strange that it would happen here.]

[ergomaniac]

[There, his face turns unhappy.]

To support their families. To support their habits. Any number of reasons.

[thelightbringer]

Habits which the companies create.

[ergomaniac]

[Edgeworth raises his chin in acknowledgment.]

Indeed. That's one of their favorite cycles of business. Push illegal and addictive drugs onto someone, then make their addiction worse and worse until they have to give themselves over to the companies. Then their services are often enlisted to push drugs onto a new generation.

[thelightbringer]

[Lucifer has used that tactic himself a time or two; or at least his demons have.]

What do you plan to do about it?

[ergomaniac]

I'll continue what I have been doing: attacking them in court until the entire system is torn down.

[thelightbringer]

But they are the system now. The courts, the government...?

[ergomaniac]

Are independent of them.

[thelightbringer]

For now.

[ergomaniac]

Independent enough that I've already won a victory.

[thelightbringer]

[Genuinely impressed now, Edgeworth.]

What was the case?

[ergomaniac]

Nieman et al. v. Afterglow, Inc. The case which made it illegal, as I said, for slaves to be kept without there being demonstrable grounds for it.

[He looks away, because he's sort of bragging and that makes him uncomfortable but, damn it all, he is proud.]

...It was that case that let Sam be freed.

[thelightbringer]

[Lucifer looks aside, finding Sam at the bar. He reminds himself to dig around, to figure out what happened during the shifter's enslavement, but he'll do that quietly and much later.]

Thank you for that, then.

There's another attorney who speaks highly of you. I can see why.

[ergomaniac]

[Edgeworth looks over at him, his brow furrowed.]

That's...kind of you to say. Is it Wright?

[thelightbringer]

Phoenix Wright, yes.