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[i_hate_quakes]

Character(s): Miles, Dias, Hojo
Content: One of the most devastating things of his life--Miles is suddenly dirt. Poor.
Setting: Morem o Lisboa in Muspelheim
Time: Early Saturday morning
Warnings: None, except for Dias might be hella pissed...

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[heavens_too_far]

Dias studied Edgeworth for a moment, then glanced at Hojo - no help there; the scientist seemed almost amused by the predicament. Then he looked at the woman behind the counter (if it were a man, Dias might have tried bullying him, but intimidating women was something he generally preferred to avoid) before looking back at the increasingly pale Edgeworth again. The lawyer looked like he was going to be sick...which was understandable, given that Dias had suspected from first meeting him that he was the type of man who relied heavily on money, and lots of it.

And now he had no money at all, and either he or all the people he hired would be suffering for it to make up for the price of the rooms.

...Damn it.

Dias still had quite a bit of fol left over from his last job, money he'd planned on drawing out to be divided between him and his companions. But there had been that advertisement by that woman Morrigan...and she had said that he could name his price, if he was interested...and he was probably the only man among them with both the money and the inclination to cover Edgeworth's debt.

Of course, this meant he'd have to take the job with Morrigan, which he'd hoped to be able to avoid...but he didn't have much choice.

"I'll pay," he said flatly, stepping up beside Edgeworth. "How much does he owe?" It was Cecille's influence, he decided, bringing out his better nature against his own better judgment. It had to be.