#demonprosecuted

[aletheialed]

The Chief Prosecutor from overseas, Miles Edgeworth... at first, Rayfa had come here to see him for a completely different reason to the one that's taking up all of her attention now.

Honestly, she doesn't remember the man particularly well. It's no surprise - she was in such an awful state during the time that she'd spent with him that she barely gave him a second thought with everything that had been on her mind. But he'd been kind to her - she remembers that, and she'd wanted to thank him for it. There may have been other reasons for her seeking him out, too, but right now... Rayfa has forgotten about all of them for one very specific reason: the mystery that she's determined to solve.

That is to say - the question of whatever it is she's been experiencing whenever Miles Edgeworth is nearby.

If you were to put her on the spot, she'd say it feels like spiritual power. But that makes no sense. For one thing, Rayfa has never heard of a man having spiritual power! ...Though until recently, she hadn't thought that anyone from outside of Khura'in could channel spirits... and so much of what she'd believed about the spiritual world had been wrong that it would hardly surprise her to learn if she was mistaken about more. Still - it's strange enough to have made her second guess herself. Then, there's her next source of doubt - the fact that Rayfa can't even channel spirits yet herself yet. So can she really trust herself to accurately discern what she's feeling to begin with...?

To be honest, she hates it - being so unsure of herself. It brings up bad memories in her... uncomfortable feelings that she'd hoped she had finally got rid of. But that's exactly why she's so determined to figure this mystery out right now - so much so that it takes her three times until she realized her name has been called by the man she's been staring at for the past half a minute.

"Oh! Ummm...." Suddenly, Rayfa feels awfully embarrassed. Not that she has anything to be embarrassed by, of course! Her curiosity is completely reasonable, and as the future Queen of Khura'in, she is obviously one hundred percent justified of wanting to get to the bottom of this matter!

"Mr. Chief Prosecutor! Did you- say something to me just now?"

@demon-prosecuted ( starter for edgeworth! )

[great-thief-yatagarasu]

[ @demon-prosecuted ]

❝ ..What did you think about the Zheng Champion? Being present for the event proper, I'm curious for your thoughts on the matter. ❞

Seemed like he was full of hot air, in more ways than one! He talked a bunch of important big stuff during the speech, but as soon as you revealed the assassination to have been faked, it was like he was a completely different person!

[mawaruisms]

' Hm, oh Mister Edgeworth! ' What a surprise to see the Chief Prosecutor visiting them. Of course he was always able to come over whenever, his company was always warmly welcomed! Especially after how quiet it had gotten when Apollo had started getting himself situated in Kuhrain. She noticed the bags he held in his hands and only assume it probably was just more stuff for the office - ugh boring! ' Sure thing, Daddy's out right now but he should be back soon. ' It was only her at the office currently, but she was strong enough to lend a hand! Glancing inside of one of the bags did she notice the coffee packs and snacks he had bought, seeming rather curious about what he bought did she do some more digging. There was the blend of coffee she and Phoenix liked drinking....some more nutritious snacks mixed in with some sweets to fit her taste... but then. ' Ah! ' Her eyes lit up as she saw the keychain at the bottom of the bag and pulled it out. It was a cute rabbit mascot that she loved, and this one was dressed up in a cute magician costume just like her. ' Soooo cuuuttee~ Where's you get this? ' She'd squeal, eyes locked on it as she caressed the tiny keychain in her hand. // @demon-prosecuted

[einspruch]

[ @demon-prosecuted ]

// i will act as the demon in themis' brain. smash or pass atticus.

Send Smash or Pass + a name and my muse will say if they would smash or pass on that person. ( accepting! )

“ who is technically... myself? that is a complicated question therefore i do not know how to respond to that... and this "smash" or "pass" is nonsense. what does it mean to... smash? what the hell is this lingo? if it's to hurt one's self then i shall pass indefinitely. ”

[mawaruisms]

It had been several years since the incident where Miles had lost his badge, cohorting around with the Defense Attorney in order to still be involved in the cases he could no longer participate in. Not to mention now the age of law had truly changed...to think the tides truly had turned for everyone involved - and it didn't even start until shortly after those events when the two finally reunited. The attorney was always still fully in contact with the young prosecutor, keeping an eye on him just like he knew his father would want him to do. Even if he was on the opposing sides, and no longer following the path he wanted to when he was younger...he knew now that he could trust Miles, that he wasn't the Demon Prosecutor just like his mentor. It was once the court system slowly started showing some signs of light again that he properly paid Miles a visit. After all, he had heard that he properly was given a promotion and becoming the Chief Prosecutor. Even though it wasn't the route he wanted to go down as a child, he knew both his father and his assistant were absolutely proud of him. Though there was something else he wanted to come see him here for. Knocking on the door to his office did he only open it after given the okay, and he was rather impressed with how much nicer this room looked. Truly an upgrade with how much more space they gave him! In the door way was the middle aged Attorney, now in his late 40s still grinning from ear to ear as he strode in, holding a cloth bag that seemed to be filled with what only could only assume to be goods for a celebration. ' Well well, this is quite the upgrade to your last room, Miles ' He'd say, glancing around with a humbled nod. ' Can't believe you finally made it this far in the ranks after everything, huh? I know your old man is proud of you - I am too! ' // @demon-prosecuted

[einspruch]

[ @demon-prosecuted ]

❝ Have you decided on an alias yet? ❞

“ this may lack originality ⸻ but I am thinking of themis. i think that might be more suitable for me? what do you think? ”

[einspruch]

“ i object. ” he tuts, shaking his head. “ as an opinion is merely that. an opinion. remember what opinions are. they're not necessarily based on facts. you can sum up whatever you think but until then, evidence is needed for your input. ha. companionship. so what if one looks for themselves to seek out a companion like myself? i say it's a plus, nay, a great thing that occurred for all of us. ”

[einspruch]

[ @demon-prosecuted ]

Oh, this is weird. No, that's not intense enough of a word - but how else are you meant to explain the out-of-body experience one has when faced with, well, themself? Your own face staring back at you, eyes identical to your own, yet distantly uncanny. A different story, a different life, compared to your own.

❝ Should we.. pretend that this is a perfectly normal, explainable occurrence for one to experience? ❞ He crosses his arms, raising an eyebrow as he speaks. ❝ Or acknowledge just how insane and illogical this meetup is? ❞

at first, edgeworth thought it was a mirror, an out of place mirror that should be somewhere else, and then the "mirror" began talking. the same but different. however, edgeworth did not believe in the supernatural ( despite the onslaught of things that he has seen; blame wright for giving him that weird stone. ) so it's obviously a trick, right? fool him once, he will blame you for everything.

“ i feel like these options can work perfectly if combined. pretending while internally acknowledging how bizarre it is. it's truly impossible. ” and yet here he is ⸻ facing the impossible. it's absolutely nonsense. “ maybe you should address yourself first, then maybe i will determine whether you're a fake, or a waste of a time prank by someone. because there cannot be two of us. ”