[Edgeworth's Hotel Room]
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milesperglower[Here's an anything-goes post for anyone who may wish to interact with Edgeworth in any way at any time. All is welcome under the premise that Edgeworth is either entering or vacating his hotel room. Or just walk right in if you want to be an ass about it. Either way, here is where anyone from anywhere, regardless of game or dressing room, can take advantage of the opportunity to harass a random Edgeworth whenever they see fit.]
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Date: 2011-12-31 04:19 am (UTC)I've never realized how difficult it can be for former rivals to commit to confessing to something as relatively trivial as mere friendship.
[I know it..I am certain Wright is speaking out of jest. But why should such wanton banter have such an effect on me? ]
omg wtf why am I in disneyworld at 7am
Date: 2011-12-31 12:26 pm (UTC)Still, the blush isn't lost on him, and he stares at his now-empty wine glass and wonders if the flush he, too, feels is from the alcohol or the conversation.]
I think... Maybe it's a good thing we finally bridged that unspoken gap.
Pffft, beats me.
Date: 2011-12-31 02:35 pm (UTC)...It was the sort of thing that could have been communicated without words. Help yourself to more.
Re: Pffft, beats me.
Date: 2011-12-31 06:53 pm (UTC)[He sighs and pours another glass of the wine. This situation is a little more difficult than he was expecting, and the wine is at least helping.
...at least, it's helping to some degree. But the waning light and the close quarters with the rather--well, there's no other word for it but "attractive"--man he's dealing with confusing feelings for... it's all kind of getting to his head, and those feelings are just getting stranger the longer they talk. He wonders, distantly, if he should air some of that, but quickly banishes the thought. No need to possibly shatter the tenuous thread of amiability he's managed to this point. He opts for something heavy with deeper meaning instead.]
...I guess sometimes words make a bigger difference than leaving things unspoken forever.
Now I'm on my phone. Fuck this shit I'm going home
Date: 2011-12-31 07:36 pm (UTC)At times, yes.
[He looks directly at him. Once again stoic, if not very slightly wistful]
And there are also other times when some sentiments are better kept under lock forever.
[...Under lock...? His own words promptly remind him of some certain 'locks' he was trained to detect just the day before. By Wright, no less...the other Wright.]
Fml same here same here
Date: 2011-12-31 09:26 pm (UTC)Sometimes, keeping that kind of thing bottled up just makes matters worse in the long run.
[He smiles, sort of vaguely. Throwing out cliches probably isn't going to earn him any brownie points, but he means it, and Edgeworth is tough to read. More wine--that'll help.]
Ah nice to be back on the laptop
Date: 2011-12-31 10:20 pm (UTC)...What king of 'thing'?
I'm in disneyworld all night lol new year
Date: 2011-12-31 10:59 pm (UTC)Or, you know, maybe Edgeworth is sensing the fact that his thoughts are getting ahead of him. Urk.]
Oh, uh, the kind of thing like saying we're friends instead of just leaving it hanging in the air without ever touching it.
[Yep.]
Aw, I wanna see fireworks there too. Ended up in Times Square today and was all, 'Screw this'
Date: 2011-12-31 11:15 pm (UTC)Wright...]...
[Oh, to Hell with it]
Is something the matter, Wright?
Traffic, traffic everywhere oh gosh
Date: 2012-01-01 08:10 am (UTC)[This he says in that obviously-lying way, complete with a high little laugh.]
What... ever makes you ask that?
Insomnia, insomnia, everywhere. Oh gosh. XD
Date: 2012-01-01 08:36 am (UTC). . . . . . . . . . . . . .
[He doesn't deign to honour that with a response. Instead, he simply begins to slip his shoes off, resting them into a little crevasse beneath the window he was standing by. He then proceeds to remove his jacket, resting it upon the arm of the chair, and works upon untying his cravat.]
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Date: 2012-01-01 12:51 pm (UTC)He can probably count on one hand the number of times he's seen that man's neck since they've been adults.
He stammers, because he's so gifted with speech like that.]
H-hey, what are you doing?? [
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Date: 2012-01-01 02:57 pm (UTC)...What does it look like I am doing, Wright?
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Date: 2012-01-01 05:05 pm (UTC)It looks like... you are... taking your clothes off.
[Going with "not a trick question."]
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Date: 2012-01-01 05:29 pm (UTC)Brilliant observation, Mr. Wright. Is that a problem? Were you perhaps expecting me to retire in my suit?
[...That being said, free of the more stifling articles of clothing (jacket, vest, shoes and cravat), he begins to look through the room's very abundant closet for something a bit more relaxed to wear]
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Date: 2012-01-01 06:09 pm (UTC)I'm just a little surprised that you're so relaxed. Changing clothes in front of me and all.
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Date: 2012-01-01 06:18 pm (UTC)Wright, with that reaction, you are either inebriated or neurotic. I have no idea where you got the impression that I was intending to fully undress in front of you.
[continues to shuffle through the clothes. His face then twists in horror when he pulls this out.]
WHAT
Date: 2012-01-01 08:05 pm (UTC)Oh my god, Edgeworth. It's so... you!
[And now he's chanting.]
Wear it! Wear it!
WHERE
Date: 2012-01-01 08:27 pm (UTC)...No.
[Let us just put that shit back in the closet where it belongs. Forever.
Oh, wait a minute, this looks like it might be rather norm-- Oh I spoke too soon.]
Re: WHERE
Date: 2012-01-01 09:54 pm (UTC)I had no idea you were into such things!
[As long as he's laughing and drunk, he decides to kick off his own shoes and loosen his tie. When in Rome?]
Re: WHERE
Date: 2012-01-01 10:26 pm (UTC)[He deposits the monstrous garment back into the closet and decides he'd worry about it later. Was this supposed to be a hotel for village idiots?
He then walks over to Wright and looks down upon the man who seemed to have enough hysterics for them both. He then extends his hand, pressing his palm upon Wright's forehead for several seconds and then places said hand upon his cheek.]
...I think you've had enough.
[Let us remove this wine glass from your hand? Y/Y?]
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Date: 2012-01-01 11:09 pm (UTC)What, the same prop for a whole scene doesn't suit Edgeworth? xDThe touch against his forehead and cheek is enough to startle him into silence once again (even though he does have a little trouble calming down from his laughing fit), and he stares at the other man.
For probably too long, but it's not a bad view.]
...
What are you doing?
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Date: 2012-01-01 11:14 pm (UTC)...Checking your temperature, you inebriated idiot.
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Date: 2012-01-01 11:33 pm (UTC)[He flashes a grin once more to prove his point, somehow, and then fixes Edgeworth with a more serious look.]
But thanks for caring.
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Date: 2012-01-01 11:57 pm (UTC)You're welcome.
[He frowns, face!palms Wright with a firm, but gentle shove to the face...Perhaps not aware that his gestures were probably simply an excuse to touch him.]
I suppose I'll refrain from caring from now on.
[Frustrated at the lack of sensible clothing choices, his predicament of being transported to some unknown, mystical hotel, and a buzzed colleague who seems to oddly question just about everything he is trying to do, he flops right back into his chair, resigning to the idea that he just might have to go to bed tonight in his dress shirt and slacks.
Or naked.](no subject)
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