08 April 2010 @ 01:50 am
(FIC: Franziska von Karma, Miles Edgeworth) Just That Hardcore  
Title: Just That Hardcore
Fandom: Ace Attorney
Spoilers: PW: Justice for All.
Character(s): Franziska von Karma, Miles Edgeworth, Dick Gumshoe
Genre: Gen? In my LJ? IT'S MORE LIKELY THAN YOU'D THINK.
Warnings/Rating: PG-13 for potential butchery of the German language (even though I really tried to avoid that, I am well aware of my suck in the field of language studies :/), mild swearing, some blood. Spoilers for JfA.
Notes: Writer's block, gah. I'm just pleased to have written something, even if it has most likely been done to death. Also, writing about Franziska means I get to use this icon, which I think equals an instant good day for all concerned :D
Summary: Missing moment; Franziska is shot outside the courtroom.

Her first thought is that someone has - foolishly - punched her. The impact knocks her back against Miles Edgeworth's ridiculous car, but her hand is on her whip in a moment, instincts flaring automatically into attack mode. She is inches away from whipping every person in sight, just to be sure of finding her assailant, when a hand pulls her down onto the asphalt.

"Franziska, stop!" Edgeworth snaps, his grasp on her wrist uncharacteristically firm. His eyes flash to her shoulder. "Oh, hell."

She follows his gaze, taking in blood and torn cloth. All at once, it clicks into place, and her upper arm feels like it is wreathed in flames. She lets out an involuntary hiss of pain. "Ah! Gottverdammt!"

"Sirs! Get down!"

"Just in time, as always..." Edgeworth mutters dryly, producing a pristine white handkerchief from his pocket and pressing it hard against the wound. His face is a similar colour. Franziska snatches the cloth from him, viciously pushing it back to her shoulder with her free hand. She leans back against the cool metal of the car, fighting back a wave of nausea.

"Mr Edgeworth, Ms von Karma, are you all right?" the loud voice now has a face, as Gumshoe appears at the end of their temporary shelter, still looking faintly ill-at-ease with clutching his police-issue pistol. His brows hitch when he sees the blood. "Sir!"

"We're fine," Franziska says harshly, breathing hard through her nose, and studiously ignoring Edgeworth's splutter of disbelief. "Have you apprehended the shooter?"

"Er... no, sir," Gumshoe mumbles, scratching the back of his head. "We're setting up a perimeter, but it looks like the culprit may have been in a vehicle. Backup and medics are expected A.S.A.P."

"Fools!" She stands up, teeth gritted against the searing pain in her shoulder. There is an obscene amount of blood for such a small wound, and it's soaking through most of her shirt. "Foolish, ridiculous, incompetent fools from a foolish country, incapable of catching a criminal even when they commit a crime on your very own doorstep..." She takes another deep breath, giving the soaked handkerchief pressed to her arm a disdainful glance. "Get me a first-aid kit, Scruffy, I have a trial in under 30 minutes. And I'll need a spare blouse."

"Franziska!" Miles rights himself at her side, apparently having come to his senses. "Are you being deliberately absurd? You've been shot!"

"I'm well aware of that, Miles Edgeworth," she spits back, a gunshot wound having done nothing for her tolerance. "But the fact remains: I have a job to do."

He shakes his head, clutching his own arm in frustration (an unsettling relic of his mentor he has never quite been able to shake). "Then I will take this case. You need medical attention, immediately."

Franziska's eyes narrow. "Oh no you don't. This is my case, and quite frankly I will not have you losing it for me because Phoenix Wright bats his foolish eyelashes at you from the defence bench. Now, get out of my way."

Edgeworth shrugs. "Since reasoning with you appears to be out of the question, I must conclude that the bullet lodged in your shoulder has also addled your brain. Detective, can you please assist me in helping Ms von Karma to the hospital?"

"Oh!" Gumshoe visibly pales at being drawn into this conversation, eyeing the two of them anxiously. "Um, well, there are medics on the way, pal..."

"Now, please, Detective," Edgeworth replies pointedly.

"You wouldn't dare!" Franziska snaps dangerously. She reaches for her whip, only to double up in pain seconds later, clutching the still-bleeding wound. "Argh!" Edgeworth's face momentarily twists in concern, and he catches hold of her uninjured arm, frog-marching her around to the passenger seat of his car. She twists and flails furiously in his grasp, growling like a wild cat in spite of the sheen of sweat appearing on her forehead.

"Der Schei├čkerl! Get off me! I swear to God, Miles Edgeworth, if you don't release me right now...!"

He slams the door, then hurries round to the driver's seat, ignoring the stream of bile issuing from the passenger seat. Gumshoe gestures uselessly, and Miles decides he cannot blame him one bit.

"Do you really want me to come - ?"

Edgeworth rolls his eyes as he folds himself into his car, wincing at the escalating volume of Franziska's protests at his side. There really is no room to swing a whip in his car, especially not with an injury such as hers, but he'll be damned if she isn't trying.

"I suppose someone does need to inform the court of this incident. I'm sure we can manage alone." It's almost pathetic, Edgeworth thinks, the way he can see Gumshoe's whole body relax at his words. Almost.

"Though if I don't arrive at the Hotti Clinic in a reasonable amount of time, please waste no manpower looking for my corpse: I'm certain it will be most thoroughly disposed of."

Gumshoe winced guiltily as the sports car ripped away up the street, Franziska's outraged rantings dwindling only slightly with distance, his guilt assuaged little by the fact that he had mercifully managed to be anywhere but in that car.

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[identity profile] lash-larue.livejournal.com on April 8th, 2010 03:40 am (UTC)
Well, I have no fucking idea what it was about, but it was fun!
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[identity profile] perverbially.livejournal.com on April 9th, 2010 12:10 am (UTC)
...It was the icon, amirite?

Anyway, thanks love x I feel distinctly guilty that I am so bad with chapter fics, as I've been wanting to get into your Hunters Hr/G slice of epic ever since you started posting it :/ It's just a little overwhelming!
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[identity profile] lash-larue.livejournal.com on April 9th, 2010 01:20 am (UTC)
Just not familiar with it at all.

And don't worry, what with school and RL shit you don't have time to deal with an interminable story.
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[identity profile] perverbially.livejournal.com on April 9th, 2010 02:44 am (UTC)
You have a DS, right? I would recommend this series for it, definitely. Not only is it entertaining, it's deliciously slashy. Like, the kind where the subtext is not just subtext, it's "screaming and doing a dance" text. I love it <3

But eh, time is not the issue, it's more my incredible brain fail at the moment. I can't work myself up to read anything longer than a magazine article. Quite a pain. But, as soon as I break through that, you should be aware that I will be all over that fic like a particularly irritating rash. Brace yourself, my dear :D
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[identity profile] lash-larue.livejournal.com on April 9th, 2010 03:05 am (UTC)
DS?

And I live in the woods and languish on a dial-up isp...

sucks much.

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[identity profile] perverbially.livejournal.com on April 10th, 2010 11:17 pm (UTC)
Ah, a Nintendo DS. I think I must be misremembering a conversation we've had at some point, so apologies for the confusion - did I mention I'm a bit dippy like that? :D Heh.

(I totally feel you on the dial-up, though: we had dial-up a lot longer than most, and there are still a bunch of companies who won't supply us now we have broadband because we're apparently not on the main grid or whatever. I forget the details, but suffice to say: I get how much it sucks. Still, you'd never know from your tremendous fic output, Lash <3)
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[identity profile] lash-larue.livejournal.com on April 10th, 2010 11:39 pm (UTC)
Oh! No, we have one.

I just didn't know that you could watch stuff on them.

Stories are easy. Video? Nuh-uh.
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[identity profile] perverbially.livejournal.com on April 11th, 2010 12:09 am (UTC)
Oh, Phoenix Wright is a game series, actually; here's a link to the Wikipedia entry, because I'm having a hard time making sense right now, obviously :/ It's set up like a kind of interactive detective novel for your DS, with the most wonderful cast of characters - it's probably one of the only series I've been into recently where I've actively liked pretty much every returning character, although Franziska and Maya are fighting it out for favourite position at the mo' :D Then again, I also lovelovelove Adrian, and Mia, and Edgeworth, and... yeah, I just love them all, really.

In conclusion: PLZ SEND HELP, CAN'T STOP PIMPING.
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[identity profile] prunesquallormd.livejournal.com on April 10th, 2010 06:31 am (UTC)
That icon is rather yummy :)

I liked this a lot, even though I'm in the same boat as Lash: no clue what's going on. I'm looking forward to finding out even more now :)

Just from reading this I think I can see part of why you like Franzika so much. She's sort of terrifying but in a totally badass and very appealing way. Also, gorgeous :)

Writer's block sucks. I'm glad that you've managed to break it a little :)

Here, have a Bleighton icon, just cos :D
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[identity profile] perverbially.livejournal.com on April 10th, 2010 11:09 pm (UTC)
It's funny, Franziska is totally different from most of my other favourite characters, but I really have fallen for her just recently. I think it's because she's clearly so incredibly fucked up, but massively capable with it. I love that.

And yes, you will find out, as soon as I get that damn bubble wrap :D Aha. I've even found the original box to send you it in. Which, um, is pretty useless, really, but it made me happy. ORIGINAL BOX YAY ♥

Also; icon is gorgeous, even though I have no clue who they are. But still, *appreciates, muchly*
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[identity profile] prunesquallormd.livejournal.com on April 11th, 2010 09:57 pm (UTC)
There is something very appealing about Franzy, I'll certainly give you that.

Yay, new toys :)
I was wondering if I could help you out with the price of the postage at all?

The icon is Blake Lively and Leighton Meester, who play Serena and Blair in Gossip Girl. They're probably my only real-person ship. I know they're not together or anything, but they look gorgeous together, and they're very good sports. Hence all the very pretty pictures :)
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[identity profile] perverbially.livejournal.com on April 12th, 2010 12:31 am (UTC)
Nah, no worries, I don't think it should be too much. I'm sorry for the wait, though - I promise I'm on it, it's just that I haven't been able to go out this week as much as I'd planned to. Urk. But, it will be on its way within the next few days, most definitely.

And they are definitely very pretty together, no doubt :D I have to admit I am not familiar with Gossip Girl at all, aside from the lovely mixes I've seen around.
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