File ME-07: 'Fast cars are my only vice.'
[Edgeworth is not visible, but his voice is quite recognizable to anyone who's had to listen to him go off at length before over the Network. The comm is pointed away, naturally, and appears to be resting on the dashboard of a car. Anyone who bothers to obsess about such things would probably be able to guess that it's one of these. The man can't help it--he picked up one in his own world that had been restored in 2017 and never looked back. The fact that he was able to locate a second one far easier shortly after his initial arrival in the City? Only made him all the happier.]
[In any case, it appears to be looking out over a ton of buildings. He's resting at the railing of the very, very top of a tall parking garage.]
It occurs to me that there is some great Truth behind the general idea that there are those imPorts who would be disappointed at having to leave this place.
[He's quiet for some time before shifting in his seat; it creaks some, and there's the rustle of clothing. Just at the edge of the right side, part of his hand and some burgundy fabric can be seen as he gently drapes the jacket on top of the dashboard.]
I have noticed that I am having difficulty as of late remembering some things about my previous universe. Unusual, considering my memory. Perhaps it is a side effect of that very power; I have no way to tell and I am not altogether sure that I wish to know.
And yet...
[Another brief silence. Then:]
While there are some p...things I believe I would miss, I am quite certain that I have in fact discovered a great many more of them here than I had ever found for myself elsewhere. I think that were it up to me, I would indeed choose not to return.
[One short moment before he gives a sigh of what might be perceived as resignation if you turned your head to one side and listened carefully. The rest is said in his usual gruff and stern manner.]
Hm. That is quite enough maudlin behavior on my part for the evening. Or, possibly, the entire year.
Sanji? I wish to finally keep my promise. And Ben, I believe I have at last cleared time in my schedule for the lessons--when you feel comfortable enough to carry them out.
[As if the target of his last comment should know who they are without being named.]
I will be home shortly.
[In any case, it appears to be looking out over a ton of buildings. He's resting at the railing of the very, very top of a tall parking garage.]
It occurs to me that there is some great Truth behind the general idea that there are those imPorts who would be disappointed at having to leave this place.
[He's quiet for some time before shifting in his seat; it creaks some, and there's the rustle of clothing. Just at the edge of the right side, part of his hand and some burgundy fabric can be seen as he gently drapes the jacket on top of the dashboard.]
I have noticed that I am having difficulty as of late remembering some things about my previous universe. Unusual, considering my memory. Perhaps it is a side effect of that very power; I have no way to tell and I am not altogether sure that I wish to know.
And yet...
[Another brief silence. Then:]
While there are some p...things I believe I would miss, I am quite certain that I have in fact discovered a great many more of them here than I had ever found for myself elsewhere. I think that were it up to me, I would indeed choose not to return.
[One short moment before he gives a sigh of what might be perceived as resignation if you turned your head to one side and listened carefully. The rest is said in his usual gruff and stern manner.]
Hm. That is quite enough maudlin behavior on my part for the evening. Or, possibly, the entire year.
Sanji? I wish to finally keep my promise. And Ben, I believe I have at last cleared time in my schedule for the lessons--when you feel comfortable enough to carry them out.
[As if the target of his last comment should know who they are without being named.]
I will be home shortly.