[In appears newborn baby one of the multitudinous variations of Miles Edgeworth, hotel brochure and travel itinerary (handled by detective Gumshoe, Miles took his chances acknowledging the risks) in hand. He enters his supposed room, which, by the way, looks nothing like the brochure in the slightest. With an exasperated resignation to the ( Read more... )

One of the various Miles Edgeworths was, by and large, not enjoying his stay at the hotel. The fact that food, drink, and even the existence of certain rooms could simply be wished for here, while convenient, was nevertheless a mystery that had an irritating lack of clues. The fact that they apparently were at the mercy of unseen "management" who ( Read more... )

[ in front of where the bar ought to be stands Miles Edgeworth, arms folded across his chest, expression betraying absolutely nothing. His eyes are fixed firmly at the scene - or, rather, memory - that unfolds before him, and he is unflinching, though he knows what's to come; though he knows that anyone could wander along at any moment and witness- ( Read more... )

"OBJECTION!" cries one Miles Edgeworth as he slams the prosecution bench. "Vocate," he continues in a stern, impatient tone. "I would hate to discover that you are the sort of defense attorney who would stoop to arguing the impossible simply to secure victory."

"But I'm telling the truth!" exclaims the white-suited man with curly black hair ( Read more... )

"...'Locale' is simply another word for 'location' or 'place'," Miles Edgeworth -- one of them, anyway -- explains to one young Trucy Wright, who he doesn't seem to notice has spaced out during his rant. "My suggestion is simply that before we talk further, we should go someplace where people are less likely to stumble upon such an important ( Read more... )

[If Miles Edgeworth knew one thing, it was that this was not Courtroom One. Flustered at having somehow walked into the wrong room - his mind was on other things, he told himself, firmly - he had of course tried to go back the way he'd come, only to find himself in a hall, and then a stairway, and another hall... Even his sharp mind, rattled as he ( Read more... )

[ Edgeworth, confused and annoyed, opens a door in this place ( Read more... )

[It's the middle of the night. Most of you might be sleeping, comfortably lost in undisturbed slumber. Until now.

A female shriek and the crash of a mug resound from the bathroom abruptly, then are followed by silence.

And then a frustrated noise.]

[ooc: Y-yeah. Exactly what you think happened. |D ]

[Imagine this prosecutor's surprise when he enters Phoenix Wright's office as opposed to his own ( Read more... )