IC MAILBOX | holly heights

[prosecutory]

[Date: ????? Time: ?????
1438, Holly Heights
spouse | son | child
current regain inventory: prosecutor's badge, Pess the dog, King of Prosecutors trophy, framed lucky trial jacket]

Good day. This is Miles Edgeworth; I cannot take your call at the moment but please leave your message and I will respond as soon as possible. Thank you.

Comments

[prosecutory]

I've only recently found more time to practice and a piano to practice on, however.

[a.k.a. I'm a bit rusty, be gentle.

No crime, more leisure time. And with a piano in their house, Edgeworth has slowly begun to crawl back into piano world.]

[onhold]

well as they say, practice makes perfect!

what's a good time for you?

[prosecutory]

My weekend is actually free.

[onhold]

wow
really????

( she doesn't believe him... )

[prosecutory]

[Believe away.]

I have less work here than I ever did at home.

[onhold]

i knew it!!
i can come over next sunday if that works?

[prosecutory]

Of course. Around 10:00 in the morning or later is preferable.

[ ???? ] — 02.08.15

[strippingsensei]

<sub>[ Good morning. It's a nice Sunday, isn't it?
What a perfectly wonderful day to step outside, enjoy the fresh air. Is it sunny today? Maybe.

But what is most important is the beautiful decorations left at Edgeworth's house.

Just where did they come from? Who knows.
The only hint with a letter stuck to the door: ]</sub>

Mr. Edgeworth,
I hope you enjoyed your solitude last evening.
:)

_{[ the letter should give him plenty of idea who it is from so.
Do what you must. ]}

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth doesn't even need to step outside to see what has happened. Long trails of something white are obscuring his windows, and when he opens said windows...

Let's just say the block probably heard the sound of his temper snapping. Actually he does step outside and finds himself enveloped in toilet paper on the way out to see the damage. Once that's done, he spots the message on the door and his blood boils even further. He decides to send an angry text message to the only suspect.]

Yes, I enjoyed my solitude last evening.

Unfortunately, it was ruined this morning by a vandal. I don't suppose you have any idea who covered my house in toilet paper while I slept?

[onhold]

because you need your beauty sleep?

roger! i'll be over about 11

[strippingsensei]

<sub>[ In the distance, Aikuro hears a small sound as he is out on his porch, enjoying a cigarette. It's very, very faint, but very distinct. He knows precisely what it is.

As soon as he gets the text message right after, he's cackling. It's a good thing he doesn't have school to do today, otherwise he would have laughed in the middle of his lecture.

Yeah, he's one of the teachers that has his cellphone in class.

It takes him a moment to respond. ]</sub>

Whaaaaaat?
Somebody toilet papered your house????? Who would do something like that to you of all people???

[prosecutory]

Actually, it's because I run with my dog in the morning.

11:00 is fine.

[prosecutory]

[Wow, Aikuro, such a role model. The teacher everyone asked for.]

Yes. I think I have an idea.

[strippingsensei]

Really? I know you're good at figuring things out, but surely you can't be that good.
_{[ surely there are more people who would have liked to do this to your house.
but anyway, he's just being a dick. ]}

[onhold]

oh yeah that one other thing you do other than walk and play piano

ok i'll see you then!

( action here or log?? )

[prosecutory]

I do have other hobbies.

[Either way works!]

[prosecutory]

Perhaps you've underestimated how determined I can be when searching for the truth.

[Not really. Other people may have wanted to but that doesn't mean they'd actually do it.]

[strippingsensei]

Okay, okay. You got me. Guilty as charged. ;)
Come on. It's funny. Isn't it funny?
_{[ ??? ]}

[prosecutory]

No.

I see nothing funny with a mess that must be cleaned up.

[strippingsensei]

Not a little bit, teensy bit funny?
What if I helped you clean it up?
_{[ he just wants to see you loosen up. THAT'S ALL HE WANTS. ]}

[prosecutory]

No, not in the slightest.

But I would appreciate the help.

[strippingsensei]

Not even a smidgen, ITTY-BITTY bit?
_{[ he's making his way back to Edgeworth's house as we speak. ]}

[prosecutory]

My answer is no, Mikisugi. So, will you help me or not?

[strippingsensei]

Only if you get on your knees and beg for it, Edgeworth.

[prosecutory]

[WOW HEY.]

That doesn't answer my question.

[Also no way is he going to get on his knees and beg. Especially not in front of Aikuro.]