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lessons learned, bridges burned to the ground

Jan 16, 2012 14:56

Who: proxysearch and mentis_reae
When: Monday, January 16th, early evening.
Where: Re-l's apartment.
Summary: Finally sitting down and talking about everything they've been avoiding.
Warnings: None.

( and it's too late now to put out the fire )

re-l mayer, miles edgeworth

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mentis_reae January 16 2012, 20:52:01 UTC

He'd hoped she wouldn't be there when he came back. He'd hidden in his office all day, slunk from place to place, half-expecting that someone would stand up and decry him for what he'd done. There would be no one who would do so - he knew that on a logical level, for indeed for all appearances his behavior had been courageous and exemplary. He'd thrown himself into the fray, spending himself to save lives - indeed, risking his own life to help the man he hated so intensely. No...As ever, he'd played the hero. As ever, he'd come out looking noble ( ... )

proxysearch January 16 2012, 20:59:47 UTC

Ergo had been keeping her company, pawing restlessly at her when she got distracted with her work. He'd been warming up to Edgeworth ever so slowly over the week he'd been there, and so when he came home, the cat looked over first as the knob turned. Re-l's gaze followed his and where she did not get up, he did, and he trotted over to the lawyer, mewling. He'd been fed and the kittens were safe; he just wanted to be heard.

Re-l took a moment to watch him while the cat was a nuisance and yes, she could see how tired he was. He didn't look any better than she felt and that was saying something. She frowned faintly at this, eventually masking it over with a casual air of indifference...for the moment.

She leaned back on the sofa. "Rough day?" The question had an obvious answer but she wanted to test the waters and see if he would be willing to answer honestly first. It'd give her a good idea of how to proceed with the rest of her questions.

mentis_reae January 16 2012, 21:14:16 UTC

Edgeworth bent down to rub the cat behind its ears. He did not usually love cats in the way he did dogs: they were too aloof, too inscrutable, too unpredictable, and took too much enjoyment in withholding their affections; if he wished to deal with those qualities, he'd deal with a person. But Ergo, in these past days, had quite wormed his way into Edgeworth's heart, and there was a twist of very genuine affection as he worked his knuckle gently along its neck.

"I spent most of it sleeping, truth be told," he answered quietly, not looking up at her. It had taken him so long to get to sleep, though, in spite of his exhaustion, and he'd woken up too many times during the night and later the day.

"Are there any updates on the number of casualties?"

proxysearch January 17 2012, 01:21:43 UTC

"Sleeping?" She raised an eyebrow. Her tone was slightly teasing, despite the tense situation. "You should have just come --" Home, she wanted to say. She swallowed the word. "...here. It probably would have been at least slightly more comfortable." Hypocritical, but true. She watched him a moment with the cat, giving a faint smile at the two of them. At least he was getting lots of attention these days as the proud father of four kittens. Lucky bastard ( ... )

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