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Dance is more than just an art form, it's an expression of yourself

Who: Duck & Everyone else! [And closed thread for Simon Blackquill]
What: Dancing to try to find a solution
When: After the Luceti University AU
Where: A little into the forest
Summary: Duck has been worried about Mytho and what to do to try to help him, so she's doing the one thing she knows that will help her clear her mind. That's by dancing of course!
Rating: E for everyone bro; Possible Ace Attorney spoilers inside

There had been a lot on Duck's mind for a long time now. It even predated before Fakir came. Ever since she'd gotten to Luceti and learned that Mytho lost his heart shards again, she's been doing the best she could to help get them back again. One by one she found the heart shards, but with signs of the crow starting to appear and his now daily pain, Duck has gotten to be more worried.

She couldn't help but to second guess if what she was doing was right. Should she continue when he was already in pain? She knew she had to, but she was so afraid about what would happen to him. Knowing what happened in the end both helped and scared her even more. What if she didn't have the strength to save him this time? What if she was just causing him more harm. It killed her to think that she could be doing more harm than good. Since Fakir was here now, she could rest a little easier, but she was still very worried. When he had told her about the pain that he felt everyday Duck just wanted to give up and cry because he was in so much pain.

She'd come a long way in the near year that she'd been here, but she couldn't help but feel insecure. Abd then there was Rue who had been irritated that Duck had been mallynapped a while back. 'Do you have any idea the state that Mytho has been in?' rang in her ears. She did know his pain and wanted to make it stop, but it didn't stop her from feeling guilty. She wanted to save him just as much as Rue and Fakir did. She wanted for both Rue and Mytho to be happy and to go back to the story like they were meant to be. And yet she'd grown so accustomed to being a girl again. She would do whatever it took to save Mytho, even return to a duck. She really enjoyed her time as a girl and even though she'd give that time up to save him again, she couldn't help but feel sad that she'd eventually lose the chance to do a lot of things around here. All of the wonderful friends and people she'd met here she wouldn't be able to talk to physically anymore.

She was just a duck, but part of her didn't want to go back to being just a duck. In the end she would take her fate as should be. So in order to clear her mind and try to figure out ways to save Mytho, she found herself practicing ballet again, trying to dance to get her mind off of all the negative aspects. Dancing always made her feel the most calm and even if she wasn't graceful or talented as a girl, what mattered was that she felt more at ease. She could have easly changed into Princess Tutu and danced gracefully and amazingly like a real princess, but she wanted to rely on her own strength rather than turning to Princess Tutu for strength all the time. If she could solve some issues on her own without using Princess Tutu, that was what she thought would be wonderful. She wanted to improve and do things on her own without any help if she could get away with it.

So while she was lost in thought, she danced clumsily in the forest. Her steps had been off every now and then and she was out of state occasionally. She may not have been as talented as Rue, Princess Kraehe, or Princess Tutu in this state, but her dancing had it's own sort of gracefulness underneath all of the clumsy steps.

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When Simon had first arrived in Luceti, he'd wondered about these so-called experiments. These Shifts. He'd held an almost morbid curiosity towards them. What sort of power could alter a person's physical state and even their memories? He hadn't truly believed it. Not until what'd happened this week.

A different life. He'd been invested in it. He'd been convinced that every aspect of it was true. It had been true. The life of a simple university professor. Someone who'd taken pride in imparting knowledge on others. In sharing his passion for Japanese culture with his students. What a life that would've been if only it were real. Quite different from the profession of prosecutor. Quite different from the experiences of a man convicted for murder. Not that Professor Blackquill had been entirely free of such things. Even in a different life, whispers of his greatest failure had followed him. It was a sort of remarkable irony.

The end of this experiment also marked the anniversary of his first month in Luceti. His first month rid of one prison and instead caught in an entirely different sort. It was bought time. He knew perfectly well what awaited him back home. If he was honest, he wasn't sure whether he preferred to stay here a good while longer or return to the only fate still left for him. The choice wasn't his to make either way.

He'd strolled out into the forest to stretch his legs. To get away from the apartment that didn't feel remotely like home and instead breathe fresh air that was far more comforting. Taka flew high overhead, above the treetops yet not far away enough to miss Simon's call, should he need to return. At least his trusty bosom buzzard was adapting to this place.

He slowed to a halt when he heard a disturbance nearby. Snapping twigs, crackling dead leaves... Even Taka's attention seemed to have been caught by it, as the hawk changed directions to circle the source of the noise. Simon found himself drawn to it, yet what he found was unexpected. A young girl was dancing. ...A ballerina? In a place like this?

Duck was too far into thought to really noticed anyone pass by. She had grown to like the forest because it was peaceful and quiet. She could think about what to do. Although the constant warning from Rin that Moro might be around in the forest area yet. She knew she probably should take his warnings into thought, but she rarely found any actual issues being out here.

So while she remained unaware of who may be around or who might be watching. She continued to dance while trying to think of a solution. There had to be something. Maybe she would have more luck asking for Fakir's or Rue's help on the matter, but she would eventually try. As clumsy as ever, her steps weren't exactly as graceful as Princess Tutu, but held it's own grace.

Simon found himself watching the ballerina perhaps a bit longer than he would've liked. There was something familiar about her. He'd seen her in the village before, of course, yet there was something else nagging at him. ...Ah yes, he'd run into her on his first day in a rather literal sense. She'd fallen down and her groceries had spilled all across the ground. Not particularly graceful behavior for a ballerina, but then, it seemed as if she was still in training. A spirited duckling on her way to becoming an elegant swan. Not that a swan's beauty could rival Taka's, of course.

He decided he should just leave her to her practice and turned to walk away. He wasn't being particularly silent or stealthy about it, though. If Duck happened to look up, she'd see his retreating back.

Duck had been deep in thought until she heard noises around her. Snapping out of her daze, she glance to see who might have been there only to find...

"You... You were the one who bumped into me," she said. And he was actually wearing clothes now.

Ah. Busted. Simon froze in his tracks and whirled around to face... whatever this girl was called. He'd never caught her name. She certainly seemed to recognize him as well. Meanwhile, Taka continued to circle high above them.

A shuffle of the feet and a shrug of the shoulders preluded a rather aloof response. "That I was. Very astute."

Duck wasn't exactly sure how to feel about him so far, seeming as they hadn't exactly gotten off on the right foot. But she was always okay to making new friends. Glancing up for a moment to Taka, she looked back to him.

"Uhm... I'm sorry... about that...," she said.

Much as he'd insisted that the collision had been her own fault, he had no use for her apology. It was appreciated- perhaps a belated sign of humility- but unwarranted nonetheless.

"You needn't worry about it. Water under the bridge, as one might say."

"Right. Uhm... My name is Duck. It's a pleasure to meet you under better circumstances," she introduced herself, hoping to set things straight.

Duck? Her name was Duck? Who in their right mind would name their child Duck? If it were Tori or Ahiru, he could understand, but Duck? Is that sort of thing normal in other worlds?

"... I am Simon. Simon Blackquill."

Oh, if only you knew, Blackquill... You're not the first to question that.

"It's nice to meet you then, Simon," she said with a friendly smile.

He didn't return the smile. He couldn't. In a way, her attitude reminded him of Athena and that wasn't the sort of reminder he needed.

"No, the pleasure is mine," he said. it probably wouldn't sound heartfelt, but he had nothing against Duck personally.

Well, to each their own. He didn't seem like the type to be that open in the first place.

"So um... Have you adjusted here okay?" she asked.

"I have adjusted... well enough." It wasn't a true answer and he knew it. Still, it wouldn't have been prudent to give this girl more detail on why he would or wouldn't have had trouble adjusting. Luceti had its pros and it had its cons. That was just how things were.

A screech from Taka caused him to cast his gaze up toward the sky instead. Seemingly impatient- perhaps even agitated for some reason, the hawk had initiated a swift descent towards the ground. Simon held out an arm to try and lure Taka towards it- to have the raptor perch on it- but it was ignored. Taka was making a beeline straight for Duck.

She was attempting to say something else for the sake of continuing the conversation, but that was interrupted when she heard the screech. Glancing up, she noticed the hawk, unsure of how to feel. When the hawk started towards her, she stumbled back and started towards the ground.

Well... That was until she accidently let out a "Quack!"

And just like that, suddenly she disappeared underneath her clothing.

Everything just seemed to happen in the blink of an eye for Simon. One second, Taka was caught in a swift dive, the next second Duck was tumbling backwards and then suddenly she was gone. Just... gone. It was as if Simon was watching the oddest magic trick.

His confusion was shared by Taka, of course. The hawk came to a standstill before the pile of clothes and remained caught in place for a moment, talons poised and wings flapping to maintain a proper altitude. Then Taka seemed to become agitated by the clothes themselves, swooping down to try and tear at them.

Simon would have none of that. He raised his fingers to his mouth for a sharp whistle, calling the hawk back. Taka slashed a claw towards the clothes one last time, then retreated to perch himself on Simon's shoulder.

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Dance is more than just an art form, it's an expression of yourself

[Closed for Simon]

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Wow way to make it sound like he was naked before

We're all naked under our clothes XD

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