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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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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

No, of course he isn't. But he's not here, and...well, if it were me I'd be a bit distressed over that fact.

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[miniworth]

I am upset, but I guess it still hasn't sunk in yet.

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

It probably won't. Not for some time, at least.

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[miniworth]

We'll see when that happens.

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

When it does, come talk to me.

I'm used to things like this.

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[miniworth]

... Thank you, Doctor.

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

Come on, now, no need to thank me. When I stop whatever Johto's next catastrophe is, then you can thank me.

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[miniworth]

You'll stop it?

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[usedreturn.livejournal.com]

I'll certainly try, at least. It's what I do.

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[miniworth]

I wish you luck, then.