[Video] [Transmission originating from Trion's Temple]

[littlecrowgirl]

 [The network opens, and if one looks at their communicator they'll see the face of a rather chipper young girl. And yes, that face is taking up the whole screen. And boy does she look perplexed!]

Okay so wait.
 

You're saying I'm NOT in California anymore?
 

[And we're off to a good start. A+ brain power there, Kay.]

Okay... okay, so if I'm not in California...lakes...hills...weirdos in cloaks...

I'm in some alien cult, aren't I. 
 

[She'd normally be excited about this, but the thought of Edgeworth existing without her makes her gasp, placing a hand over her mouth.]

Oh no, then Mr. Edgeworth is out one assistant! Uh, does anyone know how to get back there? I mean, I have some really important business I have to get to! Super secret thief stuff. 
 

C'mon, help a girl out!

[Please excuse this one. She's pretty special.]

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[my_own_trope]

Your specialty being intangible goods? How very impressive, little girl. I'll let you know the next time I need some invisible toys.

[littlecrowgirl]

Well that just shows how dumb you are, Gramps.

I mean evidence! Crime scene evidence!

LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THIS ONE GUY NAMED CLIFFJUMPER

[my_own_trope]

I've stolen lives.

LET HER TELL YOU ABOUT HER DEAD DADDY ISSUES

[littlecrowgirl]

That's something a thief should never steal.

Ever.

[Her eyes narrow, not that you can see.]

Girlie, you don't even want to START with Starscream and 'issues'

[my_own_trope]

We all do what we must to survive.

Bitch her dad got killed on bring-your-daughter-to-work-day BRING IT

[littlecrowgirl]

There's always another way than killing.

...were you about to die?...

[Her voice softens a bit.]

AT LEAST SHE HAD A DAD. Apparently Pscream's parents weren't big on affection (Who could blame them)

[my_own_trope]

We are at war. [And that's all he's saying about that.]

But I have a challenge for you, human. If you think you have what it takes...

He needs a 'Not as big of a jerk as he could have been' award.

[littlecrowgirl]

Challenge?

What kind of challenge?

Wait for it

[my_own_trope]

A simple test of these skills you seem so proud of. Thieve something for me to prove you can. To prove that you can have a place in this large world meant for those infinitely your greater. Show me what you can do.

Only then will I take you seriously, little girl.

She's on the edge of her seat, Screamy!

[littlecrowgirl]

[Her tone is awfully bright for someone who just got her reputation put on the line.]

You got it, gramps. What's up, pup?

Re: She's on the edge of her seat, Screamy!

[my_own_trope]

This test comes in four parts because anyone can do something once through luck, but repeat it and that's skill. I want you to fetch me some tools. They look like this. [He forwards a file with the images and turnarounds of 4 (medical) instruments.]

This is a list of people who will be in possession of what you're looking for. [Another file is sent along with maps to the temples that Pharma, Ratchet, First Aid, and Knock Out are each affiliated with.] Giving you any more information would just make this too easy.

I don't care where you get each trinkets, all are simple and generic enough that they won't be missed. (Probably). Player's choice if the mark remains the same for each acquisition, but have fun with this. Why not challenge yourself and hit each location once? It'll be an adventure~.

Those are my terms. Do this for me, accomplish this small task, and I will bow to your skill as a master thief.

[littlecrowgirl]

[Four medical tools, huh? Seems easy enough. Or at least, she thinks so...]

It's so on, bucko! I'll have your tools in no time!

Meant to mark the conversation as [private] a while back. Soon as tests crop up=PRIVATE

[my_own_trope]

If you can.

They will be rather large after all...

SOUNDS GOOD

[littlecrowgirl]

Hey, Gramps. You got your secrets, I got mine.

I'll have your tools before you know it.

[my_own_trope]

Then I look forward to your next call.

[/hangs up]