Some Enchanted Evening (OR: The Start of a Beautiful Friendship)
Characters: Miles Edgeworth and Dick Gumshoe
Content: After a date gone horribly wrong, Edgeworth makes a new friend
Setting: The residential area of Allupato, roughly a month before the start of the game
Time: Late at night
Warnings: Bumps, bruises, and hilarious misunderstandings.
Well, this was just lovely.
It was rare for a man like Edgeworth to have romantic company. Between the obligations of his work (official, and otherwise) and his general disposition, he simply didn't have the time or the inclination to put up with such rubbish. However, recently he found someone who was, well, rather endearing. Witty, attractive, not to mention downright charming...well, perhaps being a little more social wouldn't kill him. So, after a week's worth of conversation, pleasant chats, and hints that ranged from the subtle to not-so-subtle, he showed up at the small apartment at the designated time, with a bottle of fine wine and a surprisingly relaxed demeanor.
As it turned out, yes, being more social would kill him. Underneath the pleasant facade, his would be paramour turned out to be a demon. Not just unpleasant, or wild, but a literal spawned-from-the-depths-of-hell demon, who tried to claw out his throat.
Needless to say, the evening was a waste. While he had managed to get out of it more or less in tact, he came out of the apartment with a black eye, a small gash on his side that he was just barely able to patch up (and a ruined shirt, but that's the least of his worries - at least the cloth made for a good makeshift bandage), and a limp in his step.
Luckily, he was only a few blocks away from his own residence. Edgeworth tugged his jacket around him, and continued to hobble walk home. All he had to do was make it back, lick his wounds, and try and forget that this whole...debacle even happened.
Content: After a date gone horribly wrong, Edgeworth makes a new friend
Setting: The residential area of Allupato, roughly a month before the start of the game
Time: Late at night
Warnings: Bumps, bruises, and hilarious misunderstandings.
Well, this was just lovely.
It was rare for a man like Edgeworth to have romantic company. Between the obligations of his work (official, and otherwise) and his general disposition, he simply didn't have the time or the inclination to put up with such rubbish. However, recently he found someone who was, well, rather endearing. Witty, attractive, not to mention downright charming...well, perhaps being a little more social wouldn't kill him. So, after a week's worth of conversation, pleasant chats, and hints that ranged from the subtle to not-so-subtle, he showed up at the small apartment at the designated time, with a bottle of fine wine and a surprisingly relaxed demeanor.
As it turned out, yes, being more social would kill him. Underneath the pleasant facade, his would be paramour turned out to be a demon. Not just unpleasant, or wild, but a literal spawned-from-the-depths-of-hell demon, who tried to claw out his throat.
Needless to say, the evening was a waste. While he had managed to get out of it more or less in tact, he came out of the apartment with a black eye, a small gash on his side that he was just barely able to patch up (and a ruined shirt, but that's the least of his worries - at least the cloth made for a good makeshift bandage), and a limp in his step.
Luckily, he was only a few blocks away from his own residence. Edgeworth tugged his jacket around him, and continued to hobble walk home. All he had to do was make it back, lick his wounds, and try and forget that this whole...debacle even happened.