013 [video; it was supposed to be private buuuut]

[miniworth]

[Forward dated to Monday morning.]

....Wright.

[The video turns on and shows that the boy is standing in a hotel room. The lights are on, and... it looks like the room was in use until just recently. The camera - held in trembling hands - captures the sulking figures of three Pokémon sitting on the messily made bed.]

---Wright.... he's gone.



[[ooc; -- With permission from our dear Gumshoe-mun, who dropped (SOB), Miles will be taking care of Missile from now on... but Gummy also had two other characters and y'all should ask Officer so the poor babes can have homes. ;A; ]

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[video]

[usedsubstitute.livejournal.com]

M-Miles? What's happened?

[video]

[miniworth]

[!! Oh god he forgot to put this on private why -- s-sob give him a moment to stop freaking out --]

Mr. Gumshoe...... he's gone.

placeholder until tomorrow because ghlghljk MOM

[cheapblusuits.livejournal.com]

[La di da, walking home from work, checking his Pokégear with nice, toasty gloved hands--

--wait

what]

--Edgeworth? What's--

[He immediately picks up his pace, making a beeline towards their hotel -- assuming Gummy was in our hotel, too?]

What's going on, Edgeworth? W-what happened?

FFF good luuuuck D:

[miniworth]

[Pokégear's now sitting on Gummy's floor, with Edgeworth sitting curled up against the wall with Missile sitting next to him.]

I--I came to visit Mr. Gumshoe today and-- his room was empty and he's gone-- [S-sob.]

[swordsofchange.livejournal.com]

[a crying kid on the network ;; a weak spot is hit.]

Who is gone?

[miniworth]

[Just as planned.

Edgeworth jumps at the sudden message, but rubs at his eyes and turns to the Gear.]

A--a friend of mine.

[usedrage.livejournal.com]

Miles-san? What happened? Who's gone?

[miniworth]

[OH GOD IT'S KEN -- he hurries to wipe away those magical salt water (again) and shakes his head.]

A friend of mine. He disappeared.

[video]

[awesome-scott.livejournal.com]

...Who's gone?
[Scott asked. So many people have been disappearing lately, and it's hard to lose them. However, I also know that it doesn't necessarily turn you into a sad, depressed sack of tears for the rest of your life. People can move past it, and heal. /now why did i just do that i mean seriously :|]

[video]

[miniworth]

...A friend of mine.

[He's calmed down now and he just... looks at Scott. So tired from crying, gdmit.]

[video]

[bakaitoukid]

[... uh oh, something happened]

Miles?

[video]

[miniworth]

.....Mr. Kuroba. [He's looking.....well. Miserable.]

[Video]

[clockworkaholic.livejournal.com]

[Oh...he remembers you.]

...You alright?

[Video]

[miniworth]

---Mr. Monrey. [Sniff.]

.....I will be, I think.

[video]

[notaforger.livejournal.com]

...Miles.

[Oh shoot, Miles really looks down. Instead of asking who, Vera calms him up first.]

...Are you.. alright?

[video]

[miniworth]

[The message was supposed to have been locked. He hadn't realized that it wasn't until he started receiving a flood of messages -- inwardly sighing at his own carelessness, he'd replied immediately to the first few.. and it had helped. He was feeling better, and now he was just tired. Tired of talking, tired from crying--

and frightened. He doesn't reply to Vera's reply for a long time -- almost ignored it, even. He didn't want to deal with the anxiety that came with looking at this machine anymore. That monotonous beep and the robotic voice: This number has been disconnected.

But he does reply, a few hours later, anyway. He's certainly calmed down from the shock of Gumshoe's disappearance, and he's simply curled up on his bed in his room now, comforter thrown over his shoulders and Missile the Smeargle napping at his side. He gives Vera a weary smile.]

....I'm fine, Miss Misham.

[Video]

[radiantxsmile.livejournal.com]

Miles?

[It was hard to see him really upset. She couldn't help wonder if one of his friends went back to their home.]

...hey, are you okay?

[Video]

[miniworth]

[It would be a few hours before Aerith receives Edgeworth's reply. When the first few replies came to his message, he had replied quickly, and they helped calm him down from the initial shock of walking into Gumshoe's empty room...

But after the initial shock came the realization. The Gear's empty words ( "This number has been disconnected.") still rang loudly in his ears, and he would be a liar if he said he wasn't scared of this little machine. How many more times would he contact a friend, and how many more times would he have to face that monotonous message?

But.. he does reply to Aerith, a few hours later. Looking weary and sad like he often did, but a reply more or less. He nods at Aerith's earlier question.]

I'm feeling slightly better now...

[hintcoinplz.livejournal.com]

Who's gone?

[miniworth]

[Hold on, Luke, your reply will come in a few hours' time -- after the initial shock of Gumshoe's disappearance had worn off, Edgeworth had felt unbelievably tired and... sad. Wary, frightened almost, of the little machine that he wore around his wrist.

When he replies, the Pokégear is sitting somewhere-- a windowsill, most likely, and Edgeworth is sitting beside it, snow falling from the gray sky outside the hotel room window.]

...A friend of mine. He went home.

[video]

[yattagarasu.livejournal.com]

Wait, what?? Who's gone, Miles?

[video]

[miniworth]

[Kay's message is the only one of the later few that he replies to immediately. The others, he took a few hours to respond to, even considered ignoring, but.. not Kay. Not. Kay. She knew who Detective Gumshoe was -- she was the first one to mention him to Edgeworth, after all -- and she had a right to know.

Drying his eyes with his sleeve, Edgeworth clicks the "connect" button, momentarily hesitating when he remembers the last time he tried to call someone - "This number has been disconnected" - and replies to Kay: ]

....Mr. Gumshoe went home.

[Video]

[judge-clueless.livejournal.com]

What? Miles, who's gone?

[Video]

[miniworth]

[It was a simple question he could have answered in three syllables, but it takes Edgeworth the longest time to reply to the Judge's message -- nearly four hours, in fact. After discovering Detective Gumshoe's empty room, he had sobbed for a short while until the shock left him numb to the loss... but now that even that was gone, all that was left was fatigue.

He was so sick of people disappearing. He'd only been in this world for a couple months still, and already, a number of people had gone... especially December. People always disappeared in December. The robotic monotone of the operator ( "This number has been disconnected." ) still rang in his ears, and he.. dreaded answering calls anymore. Dreaded speaking to people he might lose anyway. He'd been able to act positive - even believe his own words - for the first few people he'd spoken to... but now that the fact that Detective Gumshoe had disappeared finally sank in....

He almost ignored the Judge's message. Almost. After staring at the replaying message from the old man for three long minutes, he finally clicks the "Connect" button.]

--- Mr. Gumshoe's gone, Your Honor.

[video]

[usaginouke.livejournal.com]

Miles-kun...

[video]

[miniworth]

[.....He would have responded immediately. Misaki had been kind to him, worried about him, and he didn't want to cause Misaki any more trouble than he had to. He would have responded immediately in any other situation.

But this was... this was different. Even though, during his two months in Johto, Edgeworth had seen many people disappear. People he'd spoken to, people he was friends with. None had shocked him as much as Detective Gumshoe's disappearance, though.

"I don't have work today, Mr. E-- Miles! We can go buy things for Christmas together, how's that, pal?"

Those were Gumshoe's words of invitation that morning, and Edgeworth (admittedly, he was looking forward to this outing a lot) had bounded downstairs a couple of hours later to meet up with his friend from the future, only to be met by an empty room. At first, through the shock, he'd started crying, and still in that state he'd spoken to a few people.. eventually, he'd calmed down, even had a few hours of normality after being encouraged that Gumshoe was home safely and he might come back again anyway. But left alone, hours later, with only his thoughts and Gumshoe's abandoned Smeargle (the other two had found new trainers).. it settled on him how tired he was now. Tired from crying, and tired of seeing people disappear, especially in December. He also felt so... so scared of answering messages now. He tried to call Gumshoe, and he was greeted by the monotonous operator ( "This number has been disconnected." ) and he stares warily at Misaki's replaying message. It's been hours since he received this... if he called back now, would Misaki still be there?

.....With a deep, shuddering breath, he presses the "Connect" button.]

.....Mr. Misaki?