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[miniworth]

Beeeeeeeeeeeep.
The number you have dialed is no longer in service.

[ It's been awhile since this message reached Miles Edgeworth's ear. But while he was now very much aware that this was a frequent occurrence, he never expected to hear it from this gear.

... A sick feeling settling in his stomach - but you can't be gone you just went to go get that Pearl girl before you both went quiet you can't be gone - he tries again. ]

Beeeeeeeeeeeep.
The number you have dialed is no longer in service.

[ And the feeling is heavy as he closes his gear for just a moment. Lifting himself up from the chair he was sitting on, Miles begins to walk... outside of the hotel room, down the hall and out of the hotel, through the city.

He comes to a stop at the railing overlooking the ocean before, opening his gear again, he sends out a message to the network. ]

Phoenix Wright has gone home.

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[miniworth]

... He'll be fine, won't he? [ Home. In the future. As a lawyer. ]

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[itsthebutz.livejournal.com]

Sure he will. Times will be tough and tons of crap will go down, but that's just the life of Phoenix Wright.

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[miniworth]

I'll believe that.

It's sudden, though. Though it always is.

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[itsthebutz.livejournal.com]

Yeah...

[Larry's seriously at a loss here. Of all the people to disappear, he didn't expect it to be his best friend. He thought they'd all see this crazy adventure through. And the worst part is they were all in different places when this happened.

He sends another message a few moments later.]

It's gonna be weird having an incomplete trio.

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[miniworth]

[ To Miles, it's a sudden, strange feeling of being left behind - and hanging. Before it had been Miles, who transferred from their school without a word and disappeared. But now here he is, the gear in his hand, a thousand questions, and no helpful and friendly blue-suited lawyer. ]

It'll be the second time, for you..

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[itsthebutz.livejournal.com]

You know, you're right. Practically the same scenario too.

Just this time, it'll be me and you left wondering, huh?

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[miniworth]

Let's just hope - and I'm sure - it won't take fifteen years next time.

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[itsthebutz.livejournal.com]

Yeah, let's hope. I'll be old then.

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[miniworth]

You'd be older than my father was. Maybe a little younger than my teacher.