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[It's nighttime-- it's always nighttime when ten-year-old Miles Edgeworth uses his Pokégear. Darn his inability to sleep, especially now that he has two lawyers hassling him to do the one thing he can't.... well. He could. He could sleep, if he tried, but he'd also wake up because of those nightly nightmares about elevators and earthquakes and gunshots and terrible, terrible screaming. No, he'd rather not frighten his traveling companions - especially not his... supposed-to-be-best-friends-and-classmates Phoenix Wright and Larry Butz.

So instead of sleeping like a good ten-year-old boy in his room at the Cherrygrove Pokémon Center, which he shares with his friends, he is now sitting in the Center lobby and reading his Trainer Handbook, seemingly unaware that his Pokégear is recording him.. just sitting there reading - and waiting for Pess, for that matter. She'd gone off on her own about an hour ago to play-

- and there she comes, bounding into the Center looking. Panicked. The blue ribbon Miles tied around her neck is gone, and that is apparently the cause of her panicking as she runs in circles around Miles' chair, barking madly.

Miles... gives her a look.
]

Pess. Pess calm down, it's just a ribbo-- hey. No, Pess it's too late! We can go look for it tomorrow morning.. [Oh, Pess won't have any of that 'we'll do it later' stories. She grasps Miles' sleeve between her teeth and begins tugging insistently, growling and giving off a stubborn aura of "I am not going to sleep until we find that ribbon" until, with an exasperated sigh, Miles puts his Handbook on the table beside him and reaches for his Gear.

Fine, fine. We'll go look for it, so let go of my jack-- [Upon grabbing the gear, Miles' finger presses a button, and the feed cuts off-]

pqpq

[-and when the video comes back to life a few minutes later, it is apparently because Miles had dropped the Gear, turning the communicator back on with the impact. The scenery recorded by the camera shows... grass.

It's not Cherrygrove anymore, that is for sure, but it isn't... Route 29, either. Looks like Pess has dragged Miles all the way out to Route 30, and the boy doesn't know any better. He picks up his Gear, still unaware that it is recording, and he carries it around at his side, the camera only recording the grassy route and the shadow of a Growlithe scurrying around in the bushes, desperately looking for her ribbon.
]

Are you sure it's around here, Pess? It's really dark...

[The camera shakes a little as Miles adjusts his hold on the Gear and looks around as well, but then, the screen SUDDENLY SHAKES LIKE AN EARTHQUAKE HAS HIT. And it won't stop shaking.]

H-hey that's mine, you-- ugh, I don't know what the heck kind of Pokémon you are-- are you a tadpole? P-Pess. Pess, tackle it!

[And with an enthusiastic bark, Pess appears out of nowhere and Tackles the Poliwag that was scampering off with Miles' Gear. The Gear, the strap of which had been caught on the Poliwag's tail, flies into the bushes and stares up at the night sky for a while as, with a praise and another order to Tackle, Miles catches the troublemaking tadpole. The boy reappears in the screen as he comes to retrieve his gear, and his expression flashes from its initial exasperation to confusion.]

It was recording? Since whe-- [Miles look up and away from the Gear suddenly, and his confused expression changes into that of a ten-year-old version of Prosecutor Edgeworth's 'Eureka!' face.] Pess. Pess, I found your ribbo--

[And then the screen turns into a blur. Pess' ribbon must have been right by a ledge, hidden from Miles' view by grass, and... he must have stepped a tad bit too far because the boy is obviously falling. And for a kid that's less than five feet tall, the Johto ledges are like falling from a rooftop.

There is the sound of a rather painful crash as Miles hits the ground, and the feed cuts off again. This Gear is going to break one day soon, with how many times Miles Edgeworth has dropped it in the first week of his journey.
]


(( OOC: Aaand Miles has left Cherrygrove, quite unintentionally. Of course PESS is now going to go into this utter panic because OH MY GOD her trainer just fell of a ledge and Pess.... is scared of heights she is NOT going to go jump down that thing, no sir!

So action for those on the Route, and also action for those in Cherrygrove who might come across a panicked Pess trying to find someone who'll help her save her trainer. At least the kid has another Pokémon so he won't be completely vulnerable.))  

[video; oh my god we are evil]

Date: 2010-10-17 07:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[



what.]


--Edgeworth?!

[ooc; all I can get in before bed, sob.]
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[During which time Phoenix has grabbed his newly bought sweatshirt and dashed out onto route 30, looking around for Miles. When the guy finally responds, he jumps a bit and fumbles for his Pokegear, flipping it open and responding;]

It looks like--Route 30. [OH MY GOD STOP IT YOU'RE GOING TO GIVE HIM AN ANEURYSM. He sighs, though, relieved that Miles ahd regained conciousness.]

Just--stay where you are, I'm going to come find you. Do you know how far out you went?
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[...dammit, Edgeworth, why u never listen.]

Alright, alright, just--don't go any farther.

... [Siiiiiigh.]
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From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
--Pess? Er, not yet. She might have gone back to the Pokemon Center, though...I'll go check. [He was about to enter the Route by himself, but now he backtracks to the Center and...yup, there she is.]

Pess! Pess, come here, girl. Look, see, Edgeworth's alright. [He holds out his Pokegear so that she can see the screen.]

[video; Curse you, Okaasan. Curse you. 8|]

Date: 2010-10-17 07:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[YEAH I WAS WONDERING ABOUT THAT, AHAHAH. ooh you.]

Alright, Pess, hold on, we're going--wait, Edgeworth! [Why is this so DIFFICULT.] You probably should go somewhere more sheltered, but don't go too far. We need to catch up to you, and we'll never find you if you keep moving around.
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[....ghkfklhgf. Dammit.]

Just...stay on the path. We'll find you.

[And cue excited barking and footsteps as Phoenix and Pess gallop onto Route 30!]

[video; IT WASN'T HIS IDEA, TRUST ME]

Date: 2010-10-17 10:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[Still trotting--]

...you know, why am I getting the feeling that you're just making this harder. [He's joking. Kind of.]

[...FFF. Yes, yes you do.]

[video]

Date: 2010-10-18 09:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
Ha, ha. [Trot trot trot, although it sounds like he's slowing down -- goddammit, his ribs.]

[video]

Date: 2010-10-18 10:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[He fell off a ledge and he doesn't want him to rush? Phoenix is having none of that!

--and a few minutes later, here he is, limping a bit and holding his side.]


H-hey. [Butch and Lady, who were trailing behind him, immediately hop forward to greet Edgeworth, with Lady in particular making plantative, concerned sounds as she paws at his shorts.]

[action]

Date: 2010-10-19 12:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[And Phoenix is the indestructable one here, not lil Edgeworth! And even then, he gave himself a broken rib. He'll be fiiine!

Either way, Lady does not look convinced, and just proceeds to run in anxious circles around the two of them. Butch...decides to wander over to the water and wade it, making happy sounds as he sloshes around. Way to be concerned, Butch.

And when Edgeworth begins to tug on him, Phoenix pulls his arm away, not because he doesn't appreciate the concern -- it's kind of touching, really -- but because, hell, EDGEWORTH'S the one who just dived headfirst off of a ledge. Him helping Phoenix, who was only winded (...well, and in an immense amount of pain, but he's had worse)? That was beyond pathetic. So instead, he limps himself over to the patch of grass by himself and flops down, setting his bag down beside him and giving Lady a reassuring pat before turning back to Edgeworth.]


How are you feeling?

[action]

Date: 2010-10-19 12:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[Bullshit, Edgeworth, and if you were still Phoenix's age, he would have called you out on it. But...instead, he just sighs wearily and shifts into a more comfortable position.]

It's alright. Just...please don't run out in the middle of the night again. You almost gave me a heart attack.

[action]

Date: 2010-10-20 03:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[...and now he regrets sounding so irritated, so he just. Sighs again and reaches over to lightly ruffle Miles's hair, on the non-wounded side of his head.]

Hey, as long as you're alright.

[action]

Date: 2010-10-20 03:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
Of course you shouldn't have done it. [What is tact.]

But you're safe, and that's the important thing.

[action]

Date: 2010-10-20 10:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[He waves a hand dismissively, grinning sheepishly.] Don't worry about it. I've had worse.

[...and then his smile turns from sheepish to...surprised, almost, at the thanks. He wasn't expecting it, but it's welcome all the same.] I may be from your future, but I'm still your friend. It's no problem.

[action; sob this is so late, sorry ;; ]

Date: 2010-10-22 10:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[Tbh, he DID thank him...at Maya's prompting, at least. |D

...and this line of conversation has sudden taken a turn for the "oh, crap." Phoenix listens, brows furrowing. That nightmare...]


...I know. [A pause.]

Your older self told me about them. The...nightmares.
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[I don't remember his exact words, but I think it was something along those lines, ffff.

...and Phoenix continues his eyebrow furrowing. Surely it would be a good idea to tell him the truth about his nightmares, but...why was he so hesitant? While it was a big bombshell, surely it would only help.

In the meantime, though, Phoenix only. Nods.]
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[Hey, stfu, Miles is just ~*~special. ~*~

And boy, did he NOT want to broach this topic. Well...now that Miles asked directly, there was no avoiding the topic. He takes a deep breath, looking sideways just a tad, debating on how to word this correctly.]


It--

[a pause.]

...Miles Edgeworth was arrested for the murder of Robert Hammond.

[And at that point, Phoenix turns back to Miles, a sudden look of determination and that characteristic fire in his eyes as he adds;]

And he was found not guilty.

[action; Awwight. |D ]

Date: 2010-10-23 01:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[He holds Miles's gaze, nodding.] Not guilty. The real murderer...was Yanni Yogi.

[action; Haha, I hope I do too! :D ;; ]

Date: 2010-10-23 01:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
...you remember how Robert Hammond was able to win that trial, right? He forced Yogi to plead insanity. He...he had to keep up that act for fifteen years. He lost everything because of that verdict.

And then, fifteen years later, he recieves a letter.

It...it tells him how he can best get his revenge on the two men who ruined his life.

Robert Hammond...and Miles Edgeworth.

[He pauses, rubbing his chin with his thumb idly as he thinks of what to say next.]

He murdered Hammond, and then framed you for the crime.
From: [identity profile] cheapblusuits.livejournal.com
[...poor Edgeworth. He really didn't have any idea who really killed his father -- Phoenix had always been a bit dubious about the whole situation, but seeing it still so fresh in Edgeworth's mind. It's...sombering.]

...Edgeworth.

When you...threw the gun. You discharged one shot.

Do you...remember any of the details from the trial itself?

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