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[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.]


Date: 2012-01-02 09:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

[It is now the break of dawn. As the soft sunrays peek meekly from the blinds of the window, scarce streams of consciousness advances upon Edgeworth. His eyes crack open, staring at the ceiling as he indolently scratches his abdomen and tries to recall memories of the day before. He closes his eyes and inhales deeply, lifting himself to a sitting position, when - Ah! - he felt a surge of pain in the upper-right section of his head....which promptly reminds him of the wine he had last night. Edgeworth was not much of a drinker, although he did enjoy a glass or two on special occasions, and this headache was a joyous reminder of his relative intolerance to the drink. Oddly enough, he had no recollection of getting into bed. Oh, and Wright was there, wasn't he? Wasn't he acting a little more out-of-place than usual? Did he return to his room? Where did he go? Surely, he wasn't in the chair where he had last recalled him to be.]


[He then hears a faint rustle of fabric...
...right beside him.]



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