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@chiefmilesedgeworth
Hiatus Update
Hello once again everyone! My apologies for the lengthy departure. I plan to resume RP on this blog soon, though there will be some changes. For now, know that I will return, and thank you all for your patience.
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the10bestmomentsofshadow
Edgeworth stares blankly at the unfamiliar... humanoid? What was with that hair?
wrighteousattorney
"Wright. I wasn't expecting you today. Did you need something?"
Closed RP with Chiefmilesedgeworth: 'Oh Dear God NO it's Ruined.' [Jason]
Normally, the Chief Prosecutor didn’t go to crime scenes anymore. He had the police, detectives, and assigned prosecutor handle that. But some nagging feeling just wouldn’t go away, until finally he went to the scene himself.
The police were still investigating; no surprise there. He gathered information from the few who had anything to say, then he wandered where he could, taking note of the scene. A gathering of internet performers… strange, but interesting… in Dolby Theatre, when suddenly, murder.
Already, Edgeworth was considering various possibilities: was it an accident? Or pre-meditated? If so, was knowledge of this event known from the Internet? Even as he pondered, a familiar face came into view… and a new possibility came immediately to mind.
Before even approaching the drooping figure, he quietly asked the head detective to look for a card. Only then did he walk up to the kid.
"I wish to ask you some questions, Mr. Rayami." Concise as ever, but hopefully their prior meeting will make this easier.
The Indian looked up to see a flash of pink dark magenta under his hood. He took it off and sighed before looking up at the prosecutor,
"Yeah yeah. Got it…" he grumbled as he rubbed his forehead,
"What do you want to know? I haven’t been questioned by the ah, police yet as you can see at the big ass crowd we have…" he grumbled as he motioned to the load of people,
"And yet my performance got ruined….mother of all fuck…" he pinched the bridge of his nose.
Edgeworth ignores the language; he'd dealt with worse. He was briefly tempted to take a seat near the boy, but what if the ground was dirty? That wouldn't do for his suit! So he stands, a bit awkwardly.
"Could you start with what happened?" He'd already heard the police report, but an eyewitness statement would be crucial.
shslcomedienne [closed starter]
While Edgeworth was paying his respects to the cravats Darcy was being fitted for the very pink suit she picked out for herself. Surprisingly it didn’t take too long, but the comedienne had to bite her tongue every time the tailor had to measure her, afraid of bursting into laughter.
After some time everything was done, and the tailor even let her wear the suit out!…Of course, she had to pay for a bag to store her original clothing into. She made her way back to the prosecutor who was still eying the cravats.
"Yer starin’ at them as if they were yer children!"
A strange sound, somewhat ‘nghooo’ish, briefly escapes the startled prosecutor. After a moment he brushes himself off as if nothing happened, no weird noises here, nope.
"I see the suit fits you," he responds, deciding not to comment on her words. Just because cravats were, no, are a high form of finesse and fancyness,doesn’t mean they are his children. No, he admires their ruffly form, and blah blah blah.
Was that noise just now? She just assumed it was her tummy rumbling. She took the compliment with no complaints, a grin stretching across her face. Little did Edgeworth know he was just feeding her ego. "Somethin’ be wrong if a suit didn’t suit me, don’t ye’ think?” Darcy jested, hoping the prosecutor didn’t mind her horrible pun.
Of course she was a fan of puns. Why were so many people so... punny? Oh no, now he was doing it in his head. This took a moment of time, during which Miles spaced out for no apparent reason.
"... Yes, well... " Oh wait, she even had a cravat on. Dang it matched, but of course, what didn't a cravat match? Nothing, that's what.
"Are you fully prepared, Ms. Quinn?" That made it sound so much cooler then 'lets buy it and go'.
retiredfromlife
"Can I help you?" asks a distracted looking man, staring at some papers.
Had she walked into someones office without thinking twice about it?! C’mon Marika, you can’t do that!
"Oh dear-" She mumbled, now noticing the man just in front of her as he was focused on some papers. Luckily she had heard of this person before and spoke the first things that came to mind.
"….Chief Prosecutor Edgeworth, correct? I came here to verify that since I might need your assistance in the future."
He raises a brow at her initial behavior, but relaxes at her question, Good, this wasn't another person that randomly wandered into his top-floor office... or so he hoped. Please not again.
"Yes, that is me. What sort of assistance are you talking about, Miss...?"
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"Did you need something?" the man asks distractedly, staring at his laptop instead of the woman in question.
"Uhmm.. Actually, I jus’ left my puss a’ this table." It was so embarrassing- this was the third time she’d forgotten that bag in that café. She gestured to the red bag he was currently sitting on, probably unaware of such fact.
"I-If ye don’t mind…?"
He had been wondering when they added cushions to this place. Turns out it was a purse! Of all the designs... Miles stands and offers her the bag, clearing his throat a tad sheepishly despite his stoic expression.
"My apologies. I had mistaken your purse for some sort of seat cushion." What is this 'tact' of which you speak?
If his partner hadn’t been sucked away to a different universe, Edgeworth would still likely be skeptical, and remain so long past this point in time. As it was, Naru’s explanation only earns him a raised brow of minimal skepticism: still some disbelief, but he finds himself somewhat believing it.
"… So you took a train and ended up here… and somehow, the case you needed help with was tied to here. Am I correct?" That sort of terrible and good luck could only belong to this attorney, it seemed, no matter where he came from.
"Yup, that’s exactly it. I still don’t know how that kind of thing happens to me all the time, but it does." He sighs. "What can I do? That unlucky luck of mine is kinda my charm now."
Naruhodou, that fake flashy smile won’t earn you points with Edgeworth.
"So, uh, is there anything else you’d like to ask me?"
Surprisingly, the corner of Edgeworth's mouth twitches slightly. Seems he isn't entirely immune to Naru's smile, for whatever reason, though he certainly acts annoyed.
"Not particularly. Is there anything else you need with the case? Or... do you need money for your train?" Even a Wright of a different name was a Wright, and a good man at that. Besides, Edgeworth was filthy rich and could spare some change.
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"Can I help you?" the man finally asks, looking up from his laptop with mild annoyance.
popgoesthemarionette
Edgeworth is too busy looking at his laptop to pay much attention to his surroundings.
hal-otacon-emmerich
"Do you need something?" the man asks, distracted with something on his laptop.
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Hello, everyone! My apologies for the particularly long and unexpected hiatus. Tests and a sudden expansion distracted me, and they still will! So for about three or so weeks, I will not be as active. However, I will still reply to things and plot things, so sorry for my late responses everyone! Please, feel free to prod me whenever! Thank you all for your patience, and now for your regularly scheduled reply spam.
For those I’m plotting with, or who want to plot with me, please like this post! I want to make sure I got everyone.
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It seems reality has intruded, and I’ll have to take an early night. Fear not, however, as I’ve many drafts saved and will get to them early tomorrow if I can! Goodnight, guys.
This sadness right here.
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"Can I help you?" asks a distracted looking man, staring at some papers.
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☹ My character is visiting your character on their death bed
Stubborn old Edgeworth had only just considered the possibility that he was, in fact, dying. He’d lived a long life, fulfilling in it’s own way; he should have no regrets, yet he felt as if there was so much more to do. As if he couldn’t just… leave, with even the smallest detail unfinished.
This resolve manifested in his laptop, an old thing by now and one of many replacements considering. He had to pause in-between typing, lying back on the hospital bed and huffing at his own weakness. The last thing he expected, however, was a visitor that wasn’t his worried partner.
The former Chief Prosecutor manages to face the monochrome man, not even questioning Simon’s tastes anymore. He could get the job done, and that was more important… so why waste time visiting a dying old fool?
"… Blackquill." To his own dismay, Miles finds that he lacks the strength to say much at a time. Aging is an annoying process.
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☹ My character is visiting your character on their death bed
♫ A drabble about our characters inspired by the next song that comes on shuffle
☻ A drabble of our characters on their wedding day
☺ my character trying to piss yours off
ت our characters running into each other after not seeing each other for several years
ヅ for a situation that got both our characters arrested
シ my character walks in on your naked
Ü your character walks in on my character naked
ϡ a goodbye letter from my character to yours
♥ you character suprises my character with a kiss
۵ my character kisses yours to shut them up
ღ a forehead kiss from my character
웃 my character torturing yours for information
유 my character trying to seduce information from your character
♈ a holiday drabble featuring our characters
♉ our characters are together when they get ambushed
≑ my character wakes up in your character’s body
? my character will ask your character a question they always wanted to ask
+ my character has died and your character is included in their will
◈ my character’s reaction to finding your character beaten and bruised
♊ my character will do something stupid to impress your character
✃ your character visiting mine in the psych ward
♋ my character visiting yours in the psych ward
❅ my character rescues yours
✪ my character seeing the ghost of your character
● my character’s turn offs
○ my character’s turn ons
△ our character’s get in a playful wrestling match
⍢ my character gives yours a hickey
✧ our characters having dinner together
☎ my character drunk dials your character
✈ our characters on a flight together
☼ my character giving yours a massage
♡ my character flirts with your mue
☣ your character visiting my character in prison
♌ your character visiting mine in prison
X my character doesn’t remember anything from the night before. They have blood on their hands, and your character is beaten at their feet.
☁ our characters are trapped in a fire together
〰 our characters are at the beach together
❢ my character has lost their memory, and at the sight of your character starts to remember things
✑ my characters daily routine
❂ a new years eve memory from my character
✬ our characters share a new years eve kiss
✆ your characters name, ringtone, and icon in the character’s phone
◙ a christmas gift from my character
♍ a sexual story from my character
₩ our characters are caught in a thunder storm together
❊ a regret my character has about your character
♎ your character tracing one of my character’s scars
♏ my character tracing a scar of your character’s
♐ my character hearing your character scream
♑ our characters go out for coffee together
♒ my character visit’s your character’s grave
♓ my character injures your character
✄ your character injures my character
☩ a dream my character has about your character
☨ my character searching for your character
☦ my character trying to cheer up your character
✞ my character taking care of a your character while their sick
✛ my character trying to calm your character down
✜ my character trying to get your character to recover from amnesia
✝ a confession from my character to yours
✙ our characters shopping together
✠ our characters watching the stars together
« a past memory with our characters
» a daydream my character has about yours
✐ a mistletoe kiss
✎ our characters going to a costume ball together
✏ our characters are evil and out reaking havoc together
♔ a kiss on the cheek
♕ a kiss on the palms
♖ a kiss on the back of the hand
♗ a kiss on the nose
♘ a kiss on the eyelids
♙ a kiss on a bruise
[ Please send the whole description! ]
It was unusual to see the Chief Prosecutor at the police station, for many reasons. He had underlings other prosecutors to handle the technical matters, after all. Today, however, he had a case that needed his special attention, and thus he found himself patiently waiting to speak with someone.
