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(This post can be used for game continuations or one-on-one meetings! It can also be used as a general 'call me out' post for Maya. Please specify in the title if it's an ingame thread or not, and if not, which canon point/RP version you'd like! Feel free to write a scenario for the latter, or let me know what kind of thread you're looking for and I'll set up a scenario for you)

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[feytality]

[Well, Maya's always happy to judge Phoenix for Apollo's amusement. But sooner or later she'll probably end up judging Apollo, too]

Are you saying he doesn't? [Wow, did Nick actually outgrow flashing his badge? That's more shocking to Maya than anything else] He used to pull that thing out at the drop of a dime! I'm pretty sure it's the only thing he loved more than having a clean toilet.

[Phoenix is such a weirdo]

[pollygrapher]

[At this point, he pretty much expects judging from anyone associated with the WAA, so it's not like it would surprise him when it happens...]

Oh, er. About that. [Apollo winces and averts his gaze.] He doesn't because...he can't really do it anymore.

[Suddenly, Apollo realizes just how awkward this conversation could wind up being. If Phoenix hasn't told her anything about the future yet, then the job's just fallen onto Apollo's shoulders. Why is this his life?]

[feytality]

[At least they can judge together.]

[But, huh, the tone of this conversation changed suddenly! And he's... drooping? But wait, what he's saying is genuinely concerning, enough that her smile drops slightly, to look shocked...]

You're saying he can't clean the toilet anymore? Geez!! What happened?! Did his back give out?!

[Yeah, that's definitely the dark secret Apollo's been hiding]

maya ....

[pollygrapher]

[Apollo practically gives a full-body twitch before he stares at Maya in disbelief. If he didn't think she was actually being 100% serious, he's wonder if this is where Phoenix picked up all his distracting techniques from.]

I thought we were talking about his badge-flashing habits! When did the conversation turn back to toilet cleaning?

8)

[feytality]

They go hand in hand, don't they? [But she pauses to consider this new information. Okay, Apollo clearly meant badge flashing, so...]

Wait! I get it!

[A dramatic pause, and she slams her hands on the table]

He sprained his wrist!

[Nailed it, Maya]

[pollygrapher]

I don't think he's sprained his wrist. [He adds, almost as an afterthought--] He did sprain his ankle when he got hit by a car recently, though.

[Yeah, he's still not over that one. Who the heck is that lucky?]

[feytality]

That's weird.... why would spraining his ankle affect his badge-flashing? Are his joints really messed up or--

[And then what Apollo just said seems to properly sink in, and her eyes widen.]

Wait-- he got hit by a car?! I can't leave him alone for five minutes!

[pollygrapher]

You really can’t. [Apollo manages a small laugh before he sobers again.]

It's...not because of any injuries, though. You're not going to like what I'm about to tell you. [As he clears his throat, Apollo musters enough courage to actually keep going this time.] He couldn't show off his badge for a while because--well, because he was disbarred.

[The words come out in a rush.]

[feytality]

Disbarred....? [Maya echoes, blinking. She's heard bits and pieces of this story already, but her mind goes to the absolute weirdest place.... because it's Maya]

Wait-- did he lose his badge in a bar?! Geez, he really must have been hitting the grape juice too hard...