Terza Corsa

[is_the_eldest]

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[The communicator flickers on, a little shaky, as Federico is setting it down to show something. An empty table. Nothing significant... until he wanders off screen to fetch something.]

Eald, are you still ready anytime any place, amico?

[And a chess board is lowered into view onto the table, a couple pieces falling over as

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[verily_ergo]

More chess? [Yes, he recognizes that Italian accent.]

[is_the_eldest]

More...? [The Auditore are taking over Discedo. Clearly.]

[verily_ergo]

Another Italian here seems to enjoy it. I'm quite partial to it myself.

[is_the_eldest]

He wouldn't happen to be named Giovanni would he?

[verily_ergo]

He would.

[is_the_eldest]

Aha, it seems my father knows many here. I shouldn't be surprised.

[He's a social butterfly that papa.]

[verily_ergo]

Oh, he has another son here? May I ask your name?

[is_the_eldest]

I'm still new here, but si, another son. Federico, his eldest. [Well... TECHNICALLY that is.]

And you are, signore?

[verily_ergo]

Miles Edgeworth, it's a pleasure.

[is_the_eldest]

Mm, a pleasure.

And how long have you been here, if you don't mind me asking?

[verily_ergo]

Quite a long time. Nearly a year.

[is_the_eldest]

That seems to be the general census, so far.

[He hopes that won't be the case with him. Or his family.]

Perhaps some time we'll have to meet for a game, Miles? I would ask now, but I'm on my way to meet someone for just such an occasion.

[verily_ergo]

Yes, of course. I would be very glad to do so.