021 [voice/video; forward-dated to around 8am]
[...at first, it seems as if Phoenix's Pokegear is transmitting by mistake, because at first, all that can be heard is silence. No static, no talking -- maybe a lght gust of wind, but that might have just been your imagination.
But, wait! Was that breathing? I think it was! and a sigh, even, before the lawyer actually begins speaking;]
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[Heather listens with more worry than sympathy. It's not that she doesn't feel for him-- no, it's not that at all. It's just that... well. You know how it is. It didn't take a brain surgeon to know that this spelled bad, bad news. But then the worry became alarm.]
Wh-- NO. Phoenix, NO. That's-- ... NO!
Don't think like that!
I know how tempting it is, but-- NO!
[It wasn't very eloquent, but the message got across at least!]
[There were so many things wrong with looking at the situation like that, Heather couldn't even begin to cover it, even in her own thoughts. After all, just how was it that Dahlia had convinced her darling little daughter to be a good girl and do this one thing for mommy? Surely it wasn't by pretending that from now on she'd be nicer, from now on she'd stop hurting her if Alessa would just do this one teensy-weensy little thing to prove she wasn't a bad girl anymore.]
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...really!
But at the moment, there's only two things on his mind.
One, find out what the fuck happened during that trial.
Two.
...two.
...he still wasn't entirely sure what exactly that second thing was yet, but it was something he just couldn't put into words. He shakes his head, something like a bitter smile ghosting his expression as he clenches his choulders, looking anywhere but at the camera.]
Y-yeah, you're probably right.
...but. [a pause, and a breath.] There's only one truth.
And I don't think I've found it yet.
...I can't let this go until I find it, Heather. It's--I need to know, I need to know what happened.
And now, all these people involved...they need to know, too.
It's not just for my sake anymore.
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... Are you.... are you saying you don't think she actually tried to kill you?
[Because... that um... that... yeah. STOP PHOENIX IT'S A TRAP]
... I obviously can't stop you from doing anything... but whatever you do, be careful.
[I just started putting my trust in you, I don't want you DEAD.]
People-- ... people like that don't change. [There were justifiable motives for murder in Heather's opinion, but ... some kinds of killers were just sick. The kind of sick that didn't get better.]
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...the Dahlia I saw on the witness stand, she--there was no way that could have been her. She would never...she could never do that. I know it couldn't have been.
And if that wasn't her, then...
[He shakes his head, frustrated.]
I don't know what I'm supposed to do. Edgeworth's already caught up in this, I can't let him get hurt, of all people--!
[...he acknowledges Heather's warning with a nod.] I'll do my best.
...who knows? Maybe we just didn't have enough faith in them. [Says the idiot who ALWAYS believes in people, who always gives them the benefit of the doubt. When will you learn, Phoenix?
Although, to be fair, he's actually partially right about this one. WAS that really Dahlia?]
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I hope you know what you're doing...
[The 'faith' comment riles her, makes her want to comment with something scathing, but she bites her tongue this time. Faith in people got you killed. Or hurt. Or burned alive.]
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...in all honesty, Phoenix isn't sure at all how this is going to end. He...somewhere in his weary head, he knows that this can't end well. But it ALREADY won't end well -- possibly even worse, if he doesn't get his say in it. Who's going to protect everyone from Dahlia if he's staying away from her? Running away won't do him any good, and he knows that.
...somehow, though, this doesn't give him any more inkling of confidence. No, he has no idea what the hell he's doing, but like heck is he going to say this out loud. He can't have Heather worrying, after all. Even if it does tug at his heartstrings a little. Okay, a lot. But seriously.]
Don't worry, Heather. [He breaks into a smile, slightly forced, true, but it appears warm and genuine enough, all the same.] I'll...I'll be alright. I can fix this. I know I can.
[also I'm thinking of just copy pasting all of Heather and Phoenix's conversations and using them for NaNo because FUUU SO LONG]
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[She doesn't worry about just anybody either, Phoenix. You're lucky. ... Or maybe unlucky. It's honestly hard to say.]
Just don't let her get too close.
I don't wanna hear about your body being found somewhere.
[This is how Heather shows she cares. With morbid reminders.]
[Fffff YOU KNOW IT WOULD PROBABLY WORK TBH. lol sorry for making you BACKTAG FOREVER.]
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One of these days, he'll learn.
But first, he needs to let go of what he's been clinging to for four years.
...this may take a while.]
I...I'll try.
[...he doesn't know what's going to happen once he finally comes face-to-face with Dahlia again. Whether he'll be able to hold his own or spiral downward into her scheme is anyone's guess. Either way, this can only end in tears. He DOES realize this, at the very least. He sighs wearily, rubbing an eye with the back of his palm.]
[I JUST WANT TO SEE WHAT THE WORD COUNT IS ANYWAY, AHAHA. /will do this when she gets home]
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Okay.
[Good luck, Lawyer-Man. Heather has a feeling you'll need it.]
[ooc: XD; AHAHA GO FOR IT.]
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And, at long last, he gives Heather a fully genuine smile.]
Thanks, though. I'm sorry I'm an idiot. [And here, have an awkward laugh.]
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[She smiles as well, though it's a little reluctant.]
Yeah, you kinda are. ... But it's okay. [She didn't actually mind.]
...Just as long as you don't get yourself killed.
[WAY TO BE A COMFORT, HEATHER. But it was... her own little off-kilter way of showing she cared.]
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...
I won't. [There's conviction in his voice, if only to reassure Heather. And himself, really.]
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[She didn't feel too reassured. But then, very little out there actually reassured her. ... She'd just wait. And hope for the best.]
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