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[mentis_reae]

[The voice is level, thoughtful, composed, and perhaps familiar.]To those who do not know me, my name is Miles Edgeworth. Until last...October, it seems, I had been a resident of this city, but - as happens to so many - I was returned home. I arrived back here earlier today. Though I've already spoken with some of my contacts regarding some of the

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[madeinoblivion]

Hey Mr. Edgeworth. Good to see you back. So you remember everything?

[mentis_reae]

So far as I know, I do. It is impossible, however, to say for certain.

[madeinoblivion]

How soon are you going to be back to doing all your lawyer stuff?

[mentis_reae]

Well, I must of course first file paperwork with the city, as well as approach the bar association to speak to them regarding whether or not my license will be considered lapsed. Assuming all goes well, I should be practicing once more within the week.

Voice oh hey u

[regeneratesalot]

[ She is jelly that he remembers being here before. ]

Did you work with Shika on the AGI trial slavery case? [ All she can think of to say lmao ]

[mentis_reae]

...I did. You know Nara? [There's just the slightest edge in his voice.]

[regeneratesalot]

Yeah. Why? [ Though as soon as she says it, it registers- he must know Shika's gone. ]

[mentis_reae]

Has he returned home?

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[makethemguilty]

[By now he was in the Tower Apartments, in the biggest, nicest suite or something like it they had. He'd talked his way into it via the landlord, who had given in once he'd barked enough. That was the way of a Von Karma.

This, however, was beyond startling. Beyond insulting. It went against the Natural Order. He clenched his NV almost hard enough to break it if it hadn't been resistant to such treatment, his eyes mere dots as he fumed.

Edgeworth. This...He was the reason for this! Hot white fury burned his eyes, causing him to go blind with madness temporarily. He would've torn the man to shreds had he been in front of him. He was absolutely filled with loathing. But...Something made him check himself.]

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[makethemguilty]

[Another spike of nausea, which made him give pause and turn a pale ashen color. Whatever this Pull business was, it was unpleasant. In the process he'd clicked the 'Video' button, revealing only his face which was stark white, his hand covering his mouth. He...looked ill, actually.

A momentarily lapse in composure.]

Y-you.

[He seethed, hoarsely.]

[video, private]

[mentis_reae]

[And Edgeworth stares at that video, nearly reeling with shock. He'd spoken with Franziska, and so he'd known to expect this - had, in fact, been bracing himself to face down Manfred von Karma, the man whose presence had haunted him for so many years, the man who'd been cut down at the height of his powers. He'd braced himself to look into the face of a man as terrible as that prosecutor who'd so nearly destroyed him in that courtroom - to look into the face of the demon, the nightmare.

Instead, he sees a sick old man.

It's almost more upsetting than the Adversary he'd been anticipating. He has to gather together his shattered composure before answering quietly.]

...von Karma.

[video, private]

[makethemguilty]

[Sick, yes. Enfeebled? No. Never! Even in this temporary state Von Karma was a force to be reckoned with. Instead of excusing his behaviour the older man scowls, and takes a moment to breathe, lowering his hand slowly.

He could make up for it in other ways.]

So then. You've become what I've always despised.

[A haughty reprimand even now, even when he was at his lowest point. He almost expected it. For Edgeworth to become a disappointment, that is. He was the spawn of the rival he'd most hated, after all. Gregory's little bundle of joy now a weary and unsatisfied adult, whom Manfred had helped sculpt into a key. A key that was sharp and could be used as a weapon. Now that weapon had a mind of its own. Pity.

But, Manfred himself had paid for his crimes. He was paying even still, with the bullet that still remained in his shoulder. The doctor whom he consulted would show him as much, on Wednesday. Somehow...It had not been removed even after the execution. A reminder of the imperfection he'd succumbed to.]

[voice]

[acemedium]

[Pause. Could it be--]

Mr. Edgeworth?

[voice]

[mentis_reae]

Maya.

[He nods in greeting.]

I've returned, it seems.

[voice]

[acemedium]

You are back! [Her voice lights up right away. As much as she's worried about him, his voice is really, really nice to hear.]

It's really been a while!

[mentis_reae]

Indeed. I...apologize for not having phoned you in advance of posting this message, but I thought you'd be able to handle the surprise better than some others.

How have you been?

[Voice]

[gamuzadeclares]

Welcome back.

[Voice]

[mentis_reae]

Quite. I...do not know that thanks are particularly in order, as this is far from something to celebrate, but...Well. I shall offer thanks nevertheless.

[Voice]

[gamuzadeclares]

Well, if you must wind up in a world other than your own, at least it's one you are familiar with.

How have you been, Mr. Edgeworth?

[mentis_reae]

Well enough. The time home was...Well. What of yourself?