((OOC: Posted shortly after
this post.))
[the scene is exactly the same as before, only this time the tiger is in the foreground and Edgeworth can be seen in the back of the room, bent over as he peruses the books on one of the lower shelves.]
[Dike quietly nudges his leather rolling chair out of the way, enough so that she can plop herself down in front of the camera. ] If anyone has any suggestions for hiding a rather sullen and self-important old lawyer from the general populace, I'd be delighted to hear them.
[Edgeworth's head snaps around, his mouth already opening to protest, when the daemon slaps her massive paw down on the computer mouse, cutting the feed.]