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So please ignore the fact that AHAHA this icon isn't exactly very shota. But it just fits - expression wise - so you'll have to deal with him being old today. :|b

Anyway White Day.
MILES is a bit of a fail and he's just giving people things regardless of what happened on Valentine's.

~~WHAT IS TRAVEL TIME and where the hell is my brain :|~~
He also can't get the gifts to people directly, but they'll be sent out to each person once he and Ken get out of the Ilex Forest and into Goldenrod, so everyone who isn't in Goldenrod will get theirs by mail on the twenty-fifth (25), and anyone in Goldenrod will get it on the twenty-third (23) or twenty-fourth (24) depending on how long it take him to find you.

So here's a list. ;;

Nanako: Nanako gets a box full of hair accessories like idek. I had to think that sentence through to make all the links fit. THE STORE CLERK HAD A FIELD DAY HELPING HIM BUY ALL THIS.

Fuu: Is getting one of these! Somehow I feel like I've seen this thing before.... OH and a bookmark because she looks like a reading person.

Franziska: ~~should have been listed first~~ is getting this brooch and HE IS GOING BACK TO WORK AFTER THIS BECAUSE FFF THIS WAS EXPENSIVE. o99999

Mitsuru: is getting a fancy box of chocolates.

Minnie Mouse: MOMMY YOU GET A HAT. IT'S GOING TO GET SUNNY SO YOU MUST WEAR A HAT. practicality is the way to go.

Heather: Gets a goddamn huge collection of chocolate bars and hot chocolate.

And all his dude friends (Kaito, Larry, Phoenix, Sissel, OTACON YOU TOO) get an uncertain text from his ~*~new Pokégear~*~ with a short summary of the gifts he got the girls, followed by:

That's what you're supposed to do on White Day, isn't it? I think that's what my father said..

...So hey bros feel free to board the madness. NAO WILL BE JOINING ME WITH OTACON. |D ;;

For a few days, now, I've been thinking about what would happen if I withdrew Miles from Johto and brought him back, shortly afterwards, as Edgeworth the prosecutor (post-AAI). I don't plan to do this for real, but it was something that intrigued me, and I was honestly curious about how Miles' friends here would react to it.

Thus, drabble. (F-feel free to ignore this, guys... but I kind of want to know how characters would react.. /)___(\ )

( He still remembered the last time he set foot in this world. )

( Private call to RISE KUJIKAWA; 11:34 AM )

[Good day, Johto! The feed opens up this fine Wednesday afternoon to--- a slowpoke. The camera stays on the slowpoke for at least five minutes before Miles speaks up.]

.......So what are we doing, again?

[Ken's voice is very. Very serious.] We're waiting for it to move. And catching it on video.

.........Why?

Because. [The discussion is closed. The camera shifts as Miles shrugs, and it continues recording.

The slowpoke in the foreground gives no sign of moving, and it appears that he is all that the boys are watching, because near the top of the screen there is another slowpoke, and he is clearly, slowly but clearly, moving. And he has Cara the Charmander on his back, just sitting there as he keeps moving. And moving.

Oh, and is that a well he's heading to? Because he's climbing up to it. And inside.

And Cara is barely keeping her balance on the edge of that wel----]

Cara!

[The Shota Slowpoke Observation Video is cut short when Miles, alarmed by OH MY GOD MY POKÉMON IS GOING TO FALL DOWN THE WELL, jumps to his feet, taking the Gear with him, and running toward her. His hands reach out (the camera is still recording, catching blurry landscape) to grab her.

The camera is still recording, but somehow... there's something wrong. The scenery changes.

It's suddenly getting darker and darker, the mic catches the sound of a boy giving a shocked gasp.]

[And then-- CRASH! - with an ominous static noise and a BZZZZZZZZTTT, the recording cuts out. ]

[[ooc: HEY GUYS GUESS WHAT.

Miles dropped his Gear down the well. Thus, he won't be able to make any video/audio/text responses or posts until he gets another one, probably when he gets back to Goldenrod which, according to plans, is... mid to late March? So he'll disappear for a while, sometimes poking his head into Ken's (Pokémon's) posts until then. :|b

Oh and TRAVEL GROUP: dinner tonight is fucking tofu, bros.

also i am delirious. placeholder post and I am going to sleep /)__(\ ;; ]]

Current Location: Azalea Town

( Filtered to BYRNE FARADAY )

[[ooc note: sentimentality hit the shota, and as negotiated between myself and Byrne-mun, Kay's Wooper's daughter... will be joining up with Flapper's trainer's father, so that they can have some sort of double-family-reunion thing, so Tal the Wooper will belong to papa Faraday after Miles reaches Azalea and Byrne hits Violet. This was not a trade, by the way. ]]

Current Location: route 32

No, Pip. You're not supposed to eat the pawn. Put it back!

[The feed opens up to the view of --- something. It's hard to tell what it is exactly that's being recorded, because whoever has Miles' Pokégear in possession today is moving very fast (bouncing up and down, spinning and twirling), and the screen is a ridiculous blur of omg what the hell is this for the first half a minute.

The only thing that can be made out is Miles' voice as he yells at his Growlithe to stop eating his chess pieces. When Tal the camera-wooper-man finally gets bored of bouncing and settles to sit somewhere and calmly film, what comes into view is a flustered ten-year-old sitting on the bed, pulling a pawn away from Pip and glaring at the Growlithe who is now chewing contentedly on a tennis ball. ]

Now look what you did. They've got teeth marks all over them. [A sigh, and Miles returns to setting up his game again.] What am I going to do with you, always chewing on everything...

Yip! [Well, you could always buy me a new chew toy...]

[But that gets answered by a linefais from Miles, who shakes his head and moves a pawn forward on his board; apparently, he's playing a game against himself, because he's soon reaching across the board to move a pawn from the other side, as well.

.....He doesn't get very far, though, because--]

Plus!

Wh---!

[ --Remus the Plusle thinks it is a wonderful idea to cannonball dive right onto the chessboard with an orange egg held in his arms. Understandably, the chess pieces go flying in every which direction possible, and Miles is not a very happy camper anymore. He facepalms.]

Rem, what are you doing.

Plus! [Remus holds up the orange egg in his arms, and..... hey! Is that thing moving? And cracking? Because it sure looks like it is. Miles notices too, and the destroyed game of chess is immediately forgotten as both boy and his Pokémon are suddenly intrigued by this hatching Pokémon.

......Remember that scene from the Sorcerer's Stone (Harry Potter), when the trio/Hagrid/Malfoy watched Norbert the dragon hatch from his egg? Yeah, imagine that - just that unlike the movie this doesn't happen in French, there are less people, and instead of a gray dragon it's a lizard with a flaming tail.

And when the Charmander sees her trainer? She sneezes - and Miles is once again assured of a few weeks of trying to keep his fingers from getting burned to death. :Db But he still looks pretty delighted, and he's soon reaching for the Pokégear that's lying nearby. (Tal, I keep telling you not to turn on the Gear without asking first-- oh, well.... )

The baby Charmander is already flopped comfortably over Miles' lap, giving the camera a 8> face. ]

The egg you gave me hatched, Phoenix. [The Charmander is smiling (not grinning, smiling) at the network. D'aww, lookit her.] I... think I'll name her Cara.

---- and I'll show her to Pess, later, too.

[[ ooc: the Charmander egg was purchased by Phoenix Wright from Riku, then gifted to Miles. :|b ]]

Current Location: Violet City

[Backdated to Friday, January 28th, early afternoon.]

[There were lots of things about Professor Hershel Layton that Miles Edgeworth admired. The British professor was kind and intelligent, and gentle, and he'd been one of the first people Miles met upon arriving in Johto. Most of all, Hershel Layton reminded Miles of his father. Gregory Edgeworth was an irreplaceable existence to the child, but the ten year old boy, who had lost his father so suddenly, couldn't help but see the resemblance.

The thing that Miles found most intriguing was the two men's fascination with fancy hats.]

Professor?

[Good afternoon, Johto, this video is brought to you by Plusle Productions™ The weather appears to be slightly better than the preceding days, as there is no storm despite the gray clouds, and while it does look terribly cold outside the window at the side of the screen, the inside of the Goldenrod Department Store in which we find Miles and the recently-awakened, just-arrived-in-Goldenrod professor looks very, very warm. ]

Yes, what is it Miles?

[The two are seated at one of the cafés in the food court, sipping what looks like tea (knowing the professor, it certainly couldn't have been instant tea, either). The camera, held by Remus, is settled on a chair adjacent to Miles, and it doesn't seem like either Layton or Miles have noticed that they were being recorded. Layton sips that tea of his, smiling fatherly.

Miles lowers his cup, rocking back and forth in his seat, probably because he's swinging his legs or something. He also seems to have a bruise on his face, but that's another story (it's just a souvenir from Nemesis the Cubone). He peers up at Layton curiously.]

Why do you always wear that hat, Professor?

[Layton's smile changes a bit - sadder? more melancholy? nostalgic? - but it returns to the way it was before Miles' question, and a hand goes to touch the brim of the top hat.]

It was a gift from a dear person, my boy.

My father always wore a hat, as well. [Suddenly, there's a small smile alighting on Miles' face. It was a strange sight, probably, as he rarely smiled this way: childish, that simple pride children held for their parents. ] Whenever he went to speak to his client, or to court, or wherever he went, really - he had a hat.

[Layton chuckles, and then -- WHOA, LO AND BEHOLD -- the world ends.

I mean.

He takes off his hat.

And, reaching over, he places it on Miles' head. It's too big, though, and falls down over Miles' eyes.]

A true gentleman always wears a hat when he goes outside. Your father must have been such a man.

[Pushing the hat higher on his head, Miles leans back in his seat, grinning.] He was. [He glances up at Layton's hat.] I wonder if they have one like it, here..

[And now the Professor is back to gentlemanlily drinking that tea. (This is where Yun is tempted to put the image of Layton with sunglasses in the minds of anyone reading this because. It's in her head fr some reason.) He quirks a somewhat-grin at Miles.] Would you like to go see, after tea?

[The grin on the boy's face couldn't get any bigger. He's nodding very, very enthusiastically.] Yes, sir!

[And THOUGH THE DAY HOPEFULLY CONTINUED THIS HAPPILY, this is when Remus the Plusle turns off the Gear, stopping his recording as he gets thirsty and decides, instead of recording the whole happy day, to clamber up to Miles' shoulder and beg his trainer to share some of that tea. :|b

And Miles returned to his hotel room that day wearing a hat that looked very, very much like his father's. Awwyeah, Professor. You so freaking rock.

Action for: Goldenrod Department Store or the Goldenrod Hotel when Miles gets back, or just plain old video/audio/text by network works, too.]

[OOC: Professor Hershel Layton was written into this post with permission from his mundane, Ichi. :> ]

Current Location: Goldenrod City

[The feed turns on this fine Tuesday afternoon from a Gear that hasn't posted in quite a while. The camera adjusts, focuses, and then shows a disgruntled looking child sitting - legs crossed, leaning back in the chair, with a serious line face - at a table in what looks like the café at the Goldenrod Hotel. A newspaper held in one hand, the other holding....

.....a cup of tea. That he drinks out of.

Good afternoon, residents of Johto, Miles Edgeworth has woken up ~~and he snuck out of the Pokémon Center last night, too, but that's another story~~.]

Plus!

[The sudden voice is accompanied by the invasion of Remus the Plusle, who hops onto his trainer's lap and takes the cup of tea from him, sitting down and cheerily gulping down the warm drink. His moody expression brightening slightly into that of amusement, Miles gives a soft chuckle and lowers the paper, turning his full attention to the Gear that Remus must have turned on earlier.

First, he sighs. And then he glares at the camera.]

Franziska von Karma.

[Oh boy, is he pissed.]

Upon my waking up just last night, I was informed of your ill-mannered conduct upon your arrival in Johto. You acted rudely and immaturely, and - surely - as one who aspires to succeed that perfect Manfred von Karma, being able to civilly interact with those you meet would be an important skill?

First of all, I have done nothing to be called a coward by you.

Secondly, yelling my name into the network was an over-the-top, yet sufficient way of getting in contact with me. However, I was indeed asleep for the last few days, and refusing to believe the tale when told so was foolish of you. Proceeding then to snap at these people and antagonizing them is even worse.

[A pause, as he takes a breath and rubs his temple.]

As your older brother, and the reason why you ended up acting so disrespectfully to those who simply wanted to help you, I suggest that you rethink your actions carefully and apologize to them soon. Your father stressed the importance of perfection in every aspect of life - and if you are still aspring to fulfill that perfection, it would do you good to start by acting, at least, like you know how to speak without angering every face you see.

[Another pause, and then he looks away from the camera looking a bit squicked out.]

... I don't think I'll ever perfect imitating Mr. von Karma's way of talking.

[He reaches over to drink the tea, but the cup must have been emptied by Remus. He stops, sighs, and sends the camera another look.]

I'll be waiting for your call, Fran. That is all.

... I hope you're doing all right.

Current Location: Goldenrod City

[The feed turns on early on Monday morning, and hey - it's Miles. He hasn't been posting anything much the past couple of weeks, has he been? He... appears to be aware that the Gear is on, but he's not looking at it at the moment. Instead, there's Remus, his Plusle, wrapped snugly in the ends of his blue scarf, waving cheerfully at the camera.

And then you'd notice that he's... sitting somewhere rather high up. In fact, why does the city seem like it's so far away?

---Oh. Right. It's because he's sitting on the roof of the Goldenrod Hotel.]

[He stares out at the dawning city for a few seconds before, without turning to actually look at the camera, he addresses it.]

It's already been ten days since the New Year, but I was wondering... what year is it here, at least according to the Christian calendar?

[He then turns to finally look at the camera, and that's when you'd notice that he looks - as usual - tired and... perhaps sadder than usual? This weekend had been very tiring for him and his friends, after all. He was still sick, that fever was persistent... and he probably should be resting, but he had to get out at one point. Which was why he's here, seated on the edge of the rooftop, looking out at the city.

He gives the camera a small smile.]

What year was everyone born in, by the way? My birthday was in 1992, but I suppose there are a lot of people from different times here in Johto.

[And he blinks a couple times, yawns, and with a muttered "maybe I should sleep" he reaches over and turns off the video.]

( Private TEXT to PHOENIX WRIGHT )



( Private TEXT to SHINJIRO ARAGAKI )

Current Location: Goldenrod City

( In which Miles doesn't act his age and is a general depressfail aka TL;DR TO YOUR HEART'S CONTENT. )

"---Achoo!"

.......He knew he'd regret that nap.

Shaking the snow out of his damp hair, Miles scrambled to his feet, staggering back as his head spun from the sudden change in latitude, his earlier sobbing, and the on-coming cold. Pip was still asleep curled up in his scarf.

The boy's gray eyes darted around the glade quickly, his sleepy mind trying to remember where he was, until they finally landed on the small grave he made. The sight of it sobered him immediately.

Miles raised an arm to rub his eyes with his fist, but clenching his hands reopened the scabs on his fingers, and accompanied by a sharp pain, they began to bleed again. With a sigh, the boy reached into his pocket to search for his Gear.

Pulling the device out of his hand, he checked the time.

4:49 P.M.

.....Well, snap.

He'd been asleep for much longer than he thought he had. In fact, the sky overhead was already growing dark. A small panic seized him as he realized how angry his roommate would be when he returned, having disappeared from the room while Phoenix was still asleep, and he still had to call Misaki when he returned to Goldenrod, too..

And there was somebody else he had to contact. His memory flashed back to that day in the dark hotel during the power outage, the tall man in who was walking through the building for exercise, the one with the scar running down his face...

"I need to hurry."

Still holding the sleeping pup against his chest, Miles hurried to grab his bag slinging it over his shoulder. He momentarily thought about pulling on his gloves to hide the cuts when he reached Goldenrod - the pair he received from Ken was inside his bag - but decided against it. He didn't want to get them dirty with the blood. Throwing one foot forward, followed briskly by the other, he began to march out of the clearing --

and stopped.

And he tuned to take one last look at his father's grave.

"....Good-bye, Dad. I'll-- I'll come visit again."

And with those last words, Miles Edgeworth spun on his heels, walking away.

( Private Text to SHELLY DE KILLER at 5:01 P.M., sent after he returns to Goldenrod. )

( Private call to MISAKI TAKAHASHI at 5:04 P.M. after returning to Goldenrod. )

[[ OOC; Action posts can be made to Miles after he's returned from his trip to Route Thirty-Five! He'll be wandering around the city with Pip, who finally woke up, frolicking around his feet and his fingers still looking like they had an accident with a cheese grater (for those who TL;DR-ed, the kid was digging in the frozen ground with his bare hands for two hours just to make his daddy-o a makeshift grave, so, uh.... yeaaaah) He's also got the tired look of someone who cried himself to sleep.... on the snow, with a nasty cold coming in to hit him within the next twenty hours, so expect some general crankiness from the kid. \(O.o)/ He's also kind of soaking wet.

It is also 2:30 A.M. here and I am GOING TO SLEEP I am sorry for my terrible writing today and any grammar errors. /o-orz A-also feel free to prose back or action post? ;; ]]

Current Location: Route 35

[Forward-Dated to THE MORNING OF DECEMBER 25TH ~~because mun will be posting on the 28th and we won't need a three-day spam~~]

( Cut for derpy waking up scene BUT KEN MUST READ. )

( PRESENTS THIS IS KIND OF RELEVANT. )

[OOC; Miles can be reached all day today via video, text, and audio -- as for action: you can either visit his room, or if you call him out of the hotel he'll come bouncing out into the city in his new attire. :) btw, Ken is not obligatory.]

Current Location: Goldenrod City

This is like one of the only reasons why Miles has been ~~doing cheap labor~~ working his butt off in Goldenrod -- Christmas.

He will try to enjoy it this year because dsjkfh canon Christmases for him? Those were bad.

MOVING ON~

( This is his first time giving anyone presents... )

[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; ]

Current Location: Goldenrod City

[The feed turns on and -- hey Edgeworth, why the tired face?]

Er-- good evening, everyone. Pess kept insisting that I make this post and tell everyone that her egg hatched.

[And with that, he pans the camera to show --- the tiniest Growlithe baby in the world, chewing contentedly on Edgeworth's ribbon.]

( And I bring you.....Pip! )

And umm.. the holidays are coming up. I personally don't feel so excited about it, but I wanted to ask: what are you planning to get your Pokémon for Christmas?

Current Location: Goldenrod City

[Backdated to this morning. ALSO GUYS. FOURTH WALL EVENT? BEST. EVER. also backtagging for the rest of ever.]

[The Gear flickers onto video early this morning, but all that's visible is a worm's eye view of a Edgeworth curled up in the corner of Goldenrod's Pokémon Center, with a big blue pillow held tightly against his che--

no, that was a Quagsire.

Phoenix's Butch. Sprawled across the boy's body and snoring away like nobody's business. 170 pounds of reptile blubber, right on top of a boy who was only a few inches taller than the Pokémon. Edgeworth doesn't seem so comfortable, either.]

Uh... can't-- breathe.

[With a small groan, Edgeworth wakes up... then he stares in wonder at the sight that greets him.

----This wasn't Violet anymore.]

......Where am I--smack!-- Ow! Butch, if you're going to sleep on me, please don't slap my face. [ D:< ]

Quaaaaag!

.....Uuuugh. Please wake up soon. I can't even reach my Gear...

[The boy gives the camera a helpless look, and then a small wave.] H-hello, everyone, um...it's recording, isn't it?

....Has everyone ended up where they weren't at before, as well? I--I think I'm in Goldenrod..

Current Location: Goldenrod City

---Gotcha.

[So what's Edgeworth up to today? Well... he was catching Butch and Tadpole, who thought it would be a wonderful way to exercise if they stole Edgeworth's Pokégear and run all over Violet. And that's how they spent the day today! Pess, being a good girl, is off visiting Phoenix at the Pokémon Center.

And Edgeworth had just caught up to the two Pokémon. But wait. This isn't Violet anymore. The moment the Gear stops shaking like crazy, the camera manages to focus on..... the inside of an elevator?

Unfortunately, Edgeworth doesn't notice until the doors close behind him.]

......Huh?

....W-where am I...?

[Panic settling in three, two, one.....]

Oh god... [And the feed cuts off as Edgeworth drops his gear, suddenly feeling sick to his stomach.]

[[ooc; FFFFF I hate writer's block, especially those that hit at the best moments. =u= ;; But anyway, a shorter, less depressfail version of Edgeworth's fourth wall event, that I definitely like better. Action posts to people in the department store, on the fourth floor, which is where Edgeworth will THROW HIMSELF OUT OF THE ELEVATOR BECAUSE OH GOD TRAUMA, and video/audio/text responses will come about an hour later, once the kid calms down and feels better! c: Responses will be slow-- I'll probably be busy both Saturday and Sunday until the evening. =w= ;;

Butch used with permission from Phoenix Wright mun

cheapblusuits! I think Phoenix is in possession of Pess and her egg for this weekend, as well. ]]

Current Location: Goldenrod City

[Backdated to earlier Sunday afternoon.]

.......Um. Mr. Apollo?

[Good evening Johto, you get to see Edgeworth actually talking to his Pokégear! And he's looking rather awkward today as he does so.]

Uh...

[Ahem.]

I was going to go gather berries to feed my Pokémon when we start traveling, so I went to open my bag. I hadn't used it since earlier in our stay at Violet, but when I went near it, Sirius and Pess suddenly seemed a bit.. protective of it.

[......Uh.]

I convinced them to let me open it, and I found... these.

[And with a sigh, Edgeworth turns the camera to his bag, where, nestled inside on Edgeworth's change of clothes, is a small group of orange eggs.]

.........What should I do with these, Mr. Apollo? _{I don't mind keeping them with me, but we - I - can't possibly take care of... eight Growlithes.}

[[ooc; Yes Ellie I was very serious about this. :3c So..... uh!

Hey Route, Edgey's discovered that his and Apollo's Pokémon have been chummy with each other (not that he knows how babies are made, mind you), and he has no idea what to do with these six Growlithe eggs.

Pess might have some objections to her babies being given away to ~~anyone but Phoenix~~ any strangers, but s'long as Apollo/his mun

justicepuns is all right with it, Edgeworth would like to see if any of his friends are interested in getting a pup? (For Pess' sake, he's going to keep one with him, though! ;; ) ]]

Current Location: Violet City

[The feed turns on at past one o'clock in the morning, a deliberate post from our ever-insomniac future-prosecutor as he and his Pokémon wander aimlessly down Route 31 on the night of the attempt on Phoenix's life. At first, Edgeworth doesn't do much other than hold his Gear, the camera focused instead on Pess's concerned face as her trainer stood there, silently, before her.

After a while, Pess whines softly, jolting him out of his thoughts, and the boy finally speaks, turning the camera towards himself and -- huh, what is with that depressed-looking face?]

.....This is a message for everyone who saw Phoenix Wright's video earlier today:

He'll be all right, now. Help came early, and he was able to be properly treated. He won't be at his best, but at the very least, he should be able to move around a little by this weekend, although I don't think having him travel would be a good idea. If only Pess could evolve without a Fire Stone; those stones are so expensive..

In any case, his life won't be in immediate danger anymore...

[It is here that he pauses, seeming to hesitate. And a flash of guilt flits across his face right before that forced calm of his crumbled. Whatever it is that's on his mind, it's clearly a big deal to him, and his frown deepens, eyebrows knitting together. His eyes almost look like their watering.. After almost a whole minute, Edgeworth pulls a Pokéball out of his pocket.]

I caught an Spinarak here, earlier.. I've been here all night searching for Pokémon, since I don't want something like this to happen again. I have to be stronger, so that I don't cause everyone trouble... Besides, what happened today was--

[And his voice breaks off as he averts his eyes. He raises his hand to his mouth and struggles with the words, managing to choke out: ]

.....What happened today was all my fault. I could have stopped it.

[And then there's a strange sound, like someone starting to cry out loud, as Edgeworth abruptly ends the feed. At least he was able to send out the message about Phoenix. He himself had a couple of messages to send, but because he was crying now, he resorts to sending texts:]

( Private Text to Merlin )


( Private Text to Detective Gumshoe )

Current Location: Violet City

[Forward-dated to late Saturday morning, around 10:00 AM.]

[Good morning, Route! It's been a while since Edgeworth's last post to the network, and this time, too, it doesn't seem like he's the one making the actual post, because the kid's Pokémon seem to be more enthusiastic about the camera thing than he is.

Today, despite not having hands, Tadpole the Poliwag has figured out a way to use his trainer's Pokégear -- using his tail. Tadpole now is carrying the gear atop his head in what looks like a room in the Violet Pokémon Center. The camera keeps moving around and around at a dizzy pace because the creature is, well, pacing. Rather anxiously. On occasion, he would stop and cry up at his trainer, who is sitting on his bed, knees drawn up and a blanket tossed over his body.

Every once in a while, Edgeworth would cough or sneeze, then shiver and pull the blanket around himself tighter. Only a few people may realize why, but it seems the boy caught a... pretty bad cold ~~while stalking Phoenix and Dahlia, but SHH THEY DON'T KNOW. Maybe.~~

The Poliwag continues to call out. ]

Waag!

---I'm all right, Tadpole, just keep it down, all right?

[With a tired, dreary sigh, Edgeworth raises his head and looks down at the camera. He's a real mess, though he does have a tiny shine of accomplishment in his eyes.]

It seems that my jacket wasn't sufficient enough in keeping me warm for the whole time, but...at least no harm came to him, right, Miss Iris? [And he gives a tired but rather triumphant smile. Phoenix apparently got through his rendezvous with Dahlia physically unharmed!]

Current Location: Violet City

[The feed opens to show a very hyper, very happy Growlithe grinning at the camera, and then she looks up and spins in a circle, trotting off-screen before the camera turns and shows Miles Edgeworth with a Poliwag jumping up and down next to him. Pess and Tadpole are back in action, guys! Littleworth, although he wasn't grinning like a retard or dogpiling with his Pokémon like some others, is almost radiating happiness and relief and--

-- what is that sad, lost smile on his face?

He's definitely trying to shrug off whatever's eating him, though, and he picks up Pess, showing her off to the camera.]

She and Tadpole are back to normal, everyone-- I hope your Pokémon are, too.

[There's a small pause as he gives the camera a contemplative frown, as if he's debating something, and then--]

Miss Hawthorne, you're probably still confused by everything, but things are back to 'normal' now, at least for now. Please be careful on your journey, though. [He's genuinely concerned about Dahlia, really, but he's not sure how to approach anyone in this world anymore.

Pess squirms around and jumps out of Edgeworth's hold, onto his lap. But the boy barely acknowledges her as he still stares at his Gear, a frown on his face.

A few, long seconds of silence later, he reaches over. And the feed cuts off.]

( ALSO. Private text to Laaaaarry Butz! )

Current Location: Violet City

[Being told to stay inside the Pokémon Center by a determined Phoenix Wright means that Edgeworth is going to be sitting right by the window making sure the attorney doesn't get hurt.

And Edgeworth is being edgey. Extremely restless -- and there's no furry Growlithe or bouncy Poliwag to calm him down because fhdlskjhf why won't they come out of their Pokéballs?]

Is everyone going through the same thing? The town looks so strange.. and Pess always answered when I call her name, so why won't she come out no matter what I do?

--and those static things. They aren't... ghosts, right?

[Edgeworth turns away from Phoenix acting heroic and fighting the Missingno. outside, and looks at his communicator.]

_.....Right?

[Hello Johto, guess who used to be scared of ghosts before he became a demon prosecutor? /headcanon go!]

_{[[ OOC; ALSO HOLY CRAP THIS BETTER WORK. Spam-posting to make up for the past four posts that I screwed up on posting fffff ]]}

Current Location: Violet City

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When you've run into a wall with no place to go

return to the basics.

[ooc] White Day

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020 [audio + accidental video/action for Azalea]

019 [video]

018 [video]

017 [video/action for Goldenrod Department Store and Hotel]

016 [video]

016 [Video | Texts | Action for Goldenrod]

015 [Prose/Private Text/Audio/Action]

014 [video]

[OOC] Christmas

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

012 [video]

011 [video; post fourth wall]

010 [video] Fourth wall event!

009 [video]

008 [video/private texts]

007 [video]

006 [video/text]

005 [video]

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