Night 46: M51-M60 Hallway

[numberii]

Heh, tonight was promising to be kind of interesting. First time in awhile, it seemed like, for which Xigbar was far too happy to give things a shot. That in mind, he stripped off that aggravating gray shirt and started grabbing his weapons, making sure that they were all okay. Three knives lashed to his ankles, three arrows tied around his waist,

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M59, later on

[high_prosecutor]

...sleeping through the afternoon again? That wasn't like him, not at all. Miles stirred before he got up and dressed, cursing himself for having missed a meeting he'd set up. That definitely wasn't right, and he was wondering if he actually was getting sick. That would be his accursed luck, wouldn't it?

He waited a few minutes before leaving, though, going over his notes and the like. There wasn't a whole lot to go over, but better to be safe than sorry.

[ham_fisted]

[from here]

"Mr. Edgeworth!"

Detective Gumshoe slammed the door open and charged in without knocking. Getting there quick had paid off, but finding the prosecutor inside wasn't exactly a load off his mind. "Sir! A-are you alright!? I heard you got attacked!" He stopped right in front of him, pointing the flashlight at him as an afterthought, but not before silently taking a deep breath. He was about to see Mr. Edgeworth at his worst. He had to be strong...

... Huh!?

He looked fine! What's going on here? "... Is that true?" he asked, almost sounding suspicious as he gave him another cursory glance; the detective was so used to seeing the younger man's clothes that he didn't give them a second thought. Ms. von Karma wouldn't lie about stuff like that. Maybe it hadn't been an 'attack', per se.

...

Gumshoe slouched a little. Why was he always the odd man out?

[high_prosecutor]

"Detective." Edgeworth stood at his full height, nodding once in recognition. "Yes. Prosecutor von Karma - the elder - attacked me several nights ago, intending to kill me. He likely would have succeeded had Wright not come across me in time." He frowned, recalling the incident in full detail. That had truly been a frightening night, but he would put on his best brave face for now

[ham_fisted]

"Whaaaat!?" Gumshoe clenched his fists at his sides. It hit him hard. Not only was he absent at the time of the attack, he had been aware of Mr. von Karma's intent! It was his duty as a police officer to stop him from acting on it. He had let Mr. Edgeworth down. Now the prosecutor had to live with the fear that someday, his attacker would strike again... But he wouldn't let that happen!

"No!" Gumshoe barked, looking pained. "How could this...!" Mr. Edgeworth seemed perfectly composed, but he knew the man still felt the pain. He must have been a mess after it happened.

"They, uh, split us up before she could," he replied quickly, looking to the side. The detective was starting to think about the implication of Ms. von Karma as the head prosecutor in this case, but then he received even more bad news. "'Sleep studies'...?" he said with a deep frown, kind of afraid to ask. Mr. Edgeworth's explanation was making him nervous. 'Got him'? 'I didn't get there in time'? 'Left at the scene'? No, he couldn't mean...

[high_prosecutor]

"Don't blame yourself." The words were a bit more sympathetic than Edgeworth would normally use. "I should have seen it coming the moment I knew that he was here. It was my own fault for not taking action sooner." He nodded once, as if to punctuate the sentence, then stepped to his closet, taking out the rapier he kept there.

"I hope that I will never have to use this. But it's there if he tries again," Edgeworth said, gesturing to the blade with his free hand. He didn't want to have to keep such a thing, but if such things were necessary....then so be it.

"As for Wright...they put him through a similar 'trial' as they did me. I couldn't get there in time to stop it, but I did what I could after. He's going to be fine, but it makes me wonder who they'll take next. We need to keep an eye on Franziska."

[ham_fisted]

Mr. Edgeworth could go ahead and say what he wanted; it didn't make Gumshoe feel any less responsible for what had happened. "Don't say that, Mr. Edgeworth. If you're gonna pin the blame on someone, you should pin it on your attacker!"

He made an incoherent sound when Mr. Edgeworth took a weapon out of his closet. Th-that wasn't what he'd meant. He leaned away from the blade, obviously surprised. "Sir! Where did you get that?"

The detective continued to frown. He hoped Mr. Wright was okay... He'd have to go check on him tomorrow. It was the least he could do, after what he had done for Mr. Edgeworth. "Does that mean he can channel spirits now, too?" About Ms. von Karma... "I agree."