Redemption; || Castiel & Ema ]
A grumpy huff escaped the the mouth of Ema Skye as she aimlessly wandered around, furious scribbling in her notepad could be heard from miles away. The brunette had spent much of her day, like any other so far, exploring and investigating the island. As usual, she hadn’t found anything different than what she had previously. It was frustrating yes, and she knew that for a while she probably wouldn’t find much at all, yet she continued to search, to push herself hard and continue working.
It was incredibly stressful sometimes.
The moody vibes emitting from her very person were noticeable to anyone who’d see her pass by, she was pretty moody for a young girl. Her short fuse along with the constant reminder that getting out of here would not be a simple task, it was infuriating. On this big island, surrounded by danger at every moment, she felt so small and helpless. Even if she would mask her uncertainty by working twice as hard, it would be foolish for Ema to believe she wasn’t at least a bit scared. Not after what she had seen so far.
Ema had been through a lot in her life up until this point, and she knew very well that deciding to become a detective after failing her exam was the closest thing to signing over her life to death. She’d encountered near death situations more than once already, but by choosing this career she’d be putting herself in even more danger, more than ever before. It was alright, she was fine with this occupation. She thought of her sister and her kind smile, of Mr Wright and Mr Edgeworth, who had saved both of them in their darkest hour. She owed her life to so many people, there had to be something she could do to repay them for saving Lana, for saving herself. It was why she went with being a detective, she hoped to redeem herself and pay back everything she owed them.
How difficult it was, to help the people you love when you were too weak to do so.
As the brunette flipped through her notepad, she went over old notes and scribbles she had made in the past. Notes from when she helped Phoenix and Edgeworth with their investigations. This notepad was probably the closest thing to an autobiography, she wrote absolutely everything there. Her movements, her opinions on other people, notes regarding cases, just about anything you could think of was in there. A slight frown grew on her face as she preoccupied herself with the notepad in front of her, such distraction causing her to bump into someone.
"Oof— I’m sorry I-" began the detective before looking up to see a familiar man in front of her. She was surprised to see him, seeing as the last time she had saw him was in a trial. A trial for a crime he was guilty of committing. Even now Ema could not wrap around her head how such a seemingly sweet and kind person could have brought harm upon someone else. Then again, considering what his motive had been, though it pained her to admit it he was not the only one who would’ve done such of thing. If the brunette ever found herself in a similar situation.. she might have been driven to do the exact same thing. "Sorry—! I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going, are you alright?" questioned the young girl looking at the other.
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