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Oct. 16th, 2010 11:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
miniworth[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-]
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[-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.))
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-]
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[-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.))
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Date: 2010-10-18 10:08 pm (UTC)--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.]
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Date: 2010-10-18 10:13 pm (UTC)He kneels down to rub Lady's head, smiling at her as Pess dashes up to him and nearly throws herself on his lap anxiously.]
I'm all right, girl. Don't worry so much. [He looks up at Phoenix and furrows his eyebrows, looking more concerned about Phoenix's limping and broken ribs than he was about his own health just a minute ago.
He gets to his feet and grabs hold of Phoenix's sleeve, tugging him over to a patch of grass to sit on, looking genuinely worried.]
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Date: 2010-10-19 12:40 am (UTC)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?
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Date: 2010-10-19 12:44 am (UTC)[He's suddenly not meeting Phoenix's eyes and, when he sits down beside him, there's a strange.. distance, between the boy and his older companion. Even Pess seems to notice as she sits on Miles' other side and preserves said space. Apparently, Phoenix pulling his arm away from Miles left the wrong impression.
Miles rubs the back of his head gingerly and mutters;]
I'm sorry, for causing you so much trouble.
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Date: 2010-10-19 12:54 am (UTC)It's alright. Just...please don't run out in the middle of the night again. You almost gave me a heart attack.
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Date: 2010-10-19 01:01 am (UTC)I promise, Wright. I won't do it again.
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Date: 2010-10-20 03:46 am (UTC)Hey, as long as you're alright.
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Date: 2010-10-20 03:51 am (UTC)[He just looks like a kicked puppy, and Pess mimics her trainer as she eyes Phoenix in a "see what you did" kind of way, before turning to bat at Miles' pocket curiously.]
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Date: 2010-10-20 03:55 am (UTC)But you're safe, and that's the important thing.
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Date: 2010-10-20 03:59 am (UTC)Thank you, though. For coming after me. [Because Phoenix could easily have chosen to stay at the Center and... not hurt himself, yes.]
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Date: 2010-10-20 10:47 pm (UTC)[...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; so during lunch we had an intense discussion about gay persecution |D ;; ]
Date: 2010-10-21 12:38 am (UTC)Miles smiles slightly at that and he looks up at Phoenix, deciding that, since there wasn't really anybody to overhear their conversation, this would probably be the best time to talk to Phoenix.]
After I feel off the ledge, I was.. unconscious. Asleep, really, and-- I had a dream. [A pause.] I've actually been having the same dream for a while. Since my father died.
[action; sob this is so late, sorry ;; ]
Date: 2010-10-22 10:32 pm (UTC)...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.
[action; it's all cool bro, I tag forever ]
Date: 2010-10-22 10:38 pm (UTC)Miles looks... momentarily surprised, but he shakes his head and laughs a bit.]
I should have known that you'd know about it. You seemed to be.. overly worried that one time when I was talking on the communicator at night.
So I guess I won't have to explain what the dreams are about, then, do I?
[action; schaweeeet; also I will not be home at 9 tonight derp. 8| ]
Date: 2010-10-22 10:50 pm (UTC)...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.]
[action; FFF all right then you won't be getting a call tonight. 8I ]
Date: 2010-10-22 11:19 pm (UTC)Miles waits a few seconds, wondering if Phoenix would give any verbal reaction, but at his silence he just.. sighs.]
Who was arrested for the murder of Mr. Hammond, Wright? [He's somehow come to the conclusion that, because these two cases are connected, knowing who killed Hammond would confirm who killed his father -- which is actually correct. He's just thinking of the wrong person.]
[action; Yes, sir! |D ;; Want me to say hi to Becky for you? /Game club night whoooo! ]
Date: 2010-10-23 12:27 am (UTC)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; Huh- oh, sure, go ahead. ahaha. ]
Date: 2010-10-23 12:44 am (UTC)And Miles blinks at Phoenix in shock for a few moments. He had predicted that answer, but..]
...Not guilty?
[action; Awwight. |D ]
Date: 2010-10-23 01:06 am (UTC)[action; ....I hope you have fun. |D ;; ]
Date: 2010-10-23 01:08 am (UTC)[He breaks the eye contact and bites his lip before turning back to Phoenix.]
He was... he was found innocent, and he disappeared. Why would he come back and-- and kill the man who had defended him?
[action; Haha, I hope I do too! :D ;; ]
Date: 2010-10-23 01:20 am (UTC)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.
[action; Uh-huh. :D You'll be fine, although that night was... urk. ;; ]
Date: 2010-10-23 01:29 am (UTC)Of course he'd want revenge, then. If he had to plead insanity.. he was innocent, wasn't he? If he was innocent, then.. he must have wanted revenge on the real killer.
And he received a letter to get revenge on me.
[action; sorry about that by the way >: And for the...late. sob.]
Date: 2010-10-26 12:42 pm (UTC)...Edgeworth.
When you...threw the gun. You discharged one shot.
Do you...remember any of the details from the trial itself?
[action; eeh, no, it's fine. ;; It's so long ago, and it was fun. ]
Date: 2010-10-26 09:43 pm (UTC)I went.. once, as a witness, but my mother didn't want me to go to the trial, so I don't know what exactly was happening besides what was in the news. I heard about the verdict from my mother, as well.
[action; Still, still. Ffff. xD ;; ]
Date: 2010-10-26 09:52 pm (UTC)[action; No. It's fine. ;; I'm just. Wary of your schoolmates.]
Date: 2010-10-26 09:58 pm (UTC)[A long pause as Miles stares at Phoenix with a "what the heck are you saying" face. But the wheels in his brain seem to be spinning at the speed of light, and unlike Prosecutor Edgeworth, the kid isn't under the pressure of another murder charge. His logic is working well.]
....Well, I did fall unconscious. I wouldn't be surprised if there was another shot fired afterwards.
But only one person was hit, Wright. Only one.