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

voicemail; april 1st.

[blessingorcurse]

Um... hello, Mr. Edgey!

I'm sorry. I can't come have lessons with you today. Or for a while. I woke up today and I couldn't see. But it's okay, I'm staying at home, and Miss Cynthia is looking after me.

voice;

[prosecutory]

[He's worried for her. Uh-oh.]

You can't see? What did you do yesterday? [It must be another one of the landlord's tricks.]

voice;

[blessingorcurse]

Um... [ she taps her fingers together, then counts off. ] I had breakfast, went to school, came back, did my homework, practiced tea with Roxas, practiced writing with you, and when Miss Cynthia came home, we had dinner. Oh, and macarons and ice cream for dessert.

I don't think there was anything weird... no spells or potions...

voice;

[prosecutory]

[All in all, a typical everyday routine. But he freezes up (thank goodness she cannot see his mortified expression) when she gets to the part with the macarons.]

...The macarons. How many did you eat?

voice;

[blessingorcurse]

Oh! Um... well, we ate all of them. Both of us did.

voice;

[prosecutory]

Do you recall the colors of the macarons you ate?

voice;

[blessingorcurse]

Not really... there was a blue one? And a pink one. I think the rest were purple...

voice;

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth recalls a similar incident - only with boxes. Colorful boxes with nothing in them...with varying effects. Double uh-oh.

Blue, pink, purple. Three different colors should have three different effects, right? He had no way of knowing unless he asked.]

Did anything else happen to you, apart from losing your sight?

voice;

[blessingorcurse]

Um... I have wings now?

voice;

[prosecutory]

Can you tell me what they look like?

voice;

[blessingorcurse]

I can't. But I can tell you what they feel like! They've got feathers... and they're really light.

voice;

[prosecutory]

Miss Cynthia hasn't told you anything more about them? Surely she would have noticed...unless she is blind as well.

voice;

[blessingorcurse]

Oh! Right... I'll go ask her.

[ she has to actually find her way back to cynthia, coming back after a few minutes. ]

Um, Miss Cynthia said they're white and made of feathers, really soft ones. Like a dove, or... a swan? I like swans a lot. Is that why...?

voice;

[prosecutory]

Possibly. So, Miss Cynthia did not lose her sight...but has she told you about anything that happened to her after eating the macarons?

voice;

[blessingorcurse]

Um... I think she said her hair's shorter.

voice;

[prosecutory]

Is that all?