Night 57: M-A Block Hallway
[from here]He slipped silently down the hallway, flashlight (turned off) in hand, as he couldn't fit it into a pocket with both the bulky radio as well as the gun. A hassle, but bearable. Having a portable source of light handy with him while wandering dark corridors was actually rather helpful, even if normally, Vino wouldn't have bothered with it
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As quick as Edgeworth's stride was, he was beginning to regret wearing a jacket. A part of his mind heavily considered going back and returning the jacket he had borrowed from Phoenix to his dresser, but he supposed if nothing else he could return it to the defense attorney. It had largely been a trade that they had made due to just how thin the shirt he had been provided with was, but he hadn't had the time to trade the garments back after the attack they'd endured with Niikura the night before. The uniform provided by the institute, however, had proven to be warmer than his secondhand clothes and more comfortable than his military uniform, and even if he abhorred wandering around in sweatpants, he supposed that he couldn't exactly be picky under the circumstances - though he desperately wanted to be.
Casting his flashlight down the now familiar hall, Edgeworth continued on to the door, shoving his bat underneath his arm as he turned the knob and propped it open with his left foot, taking a moment to shuffle through before he shut it behind himself.
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