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Do you think it may be related...to the robots?

[It was a possible theory. But the white feather didn't quite fit in the equation.]

It's plausible ( And boy, does Integra have a mountain of concerns on that front. ), however, there's something that feels out of place about it all.

( Similarly, she's been seeing white feathers for an entire month and dOES NOT KNOW WHAT TO THINK OF THAT... )

Have you any clue about these feathers?

Point taken; yes, accidents are possible.

[It didn't take too much to switch them on. Perhaps some people bumped into their robots or something.

Edgeworth massages the side of his head.]

They are, yes. I've learned that the hard way. If only there was a way to deactivate them all at once...

[He can dream.]

I've been looking - and for a way to deactivate them one at a time without resorting to violence....

[But it's clear from her tone that she hasn't exactly been successful.]

Though that hasn't really been fruitful.

Did you find one as well?

[Edgeworth produces a white feather secure inside a plastic bag. But yes, he HAS been seeing snatches of white feathers from the corner of his eye.]

I can imagine. They wouldn't make that easy.

[He drums his fingers on his knee and then stands up.]

The tea should be ready.

[Hopefully tea will help them...a little. Maybe.]

[A nod.

She totally expects it to be brought to her.]

I appreciate your hospitality.

[Edgeworth moves into the kitchen and returns with a tray, a teapot, and two fancy cups and saucers. The cream and honey are there, if Lili ever wanted them.

He places the tray on their table and starts pouring out the tea.]

It's the least I can do. Tea can be very calming.

( She quickly retrieves her own feather from the side table of her bed. )

As a matter of a fact, I have. As well as seen slivers of them, in the corner of my eye.

So have I.

[Edgeworth nods in agreement, still holding his feather.]

But they are gone, just as quickly. And this feather seems...ordinary.

Indeed. ( She can recall only one occurrence involving feathers: those masks that appeared recently. Perhaps... ) Do you recall those masks we received not too long ago? And do you think it possible they could be related?

( Grasping at straws just a bit, but considering what little leads they had... )

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That's true... If nothing else, this is reassuring and familiar.

[Which is... really hard to come by, in this city with walls that are too high and buildings that shine too much.]

[Edgeworth quickly grabs his organizer and flips through the pages.]

...I believe some people had masks with feathery patterns. But mine did not.

[He offers her the first cup on its saucer.]

I didn't know what blends you like, so I prepared a simple green tea with a bit of lemon.

[Then he pours a cup for himself and settles into his chair.]

[SO HERE EDGEWORTH IS, probably just minding his own business, just trying to live his life, just trying to make it through a day in Cerealia without having to deal with punkasses...

And here a rogue punkass is! After spotting Edgeworth from behind, he can only come to one conclusion... Even though he's already done this before.]

Wow—! Hey, how'd you sneak by without us noticing, huh? But y'know, you have good timing! I was just heading to the dojo, so let's go, let's go! We can catch up in a little bit.

[KASHUU NO...

Edgeworth whips around at the sound of someone's voice. Sneaking by? Look, he was just on his way to see if he could buy something for his dog...]

Wha - excuse me? [He can only stare at this person who's accusing him of sneaking and who wants him to go to the dojo.]

Ah—

[Hm. HM. That's not Hasebe's voice...

No, this is that sensible guy from back when he was trying to design his website! Wow, time sure flies.

(He's still definitely ushering Edgeworth along...)]

Oh... Oops! Sorry, sorry - I totally thought you were someone else.

...

[Edgeworth vaguely remembers this guy wanting opinions on his website. Because that guy wanted a lot of colors and sparkles, what.]

Let me guess; you thought I was Hasebe as well?

[It's practically an inside joke. Had this punk asked if he was Hasebe that time too?]

[Colors and sparkles are of Key Importance to any blog, okay. He knows what he's talking about!!

He's also making the sort of face that someone would probably make while whistling innocently, sans the actual whistling.]

The resemblance is pretty strong... I guess some of my other comrades have said it before?

Yes, they have.

[Edgeworth nods slowly. Okay, he really wants to ask.]

Who is he? Er...apart from being the spirit of a sword.

Heshikiri Hasebe! He's belonged to some pretty famous people like Nobunaga and stuff. [But he doesn't like Nobunaga at all so Kashuu just WAVES THAT OFF.]

He hasn't shown up here yet, but you totally look like him from behind! ...And kinda the front. Maybe it's the hair... Hm.

[Or the stern and mildly disapproving look...]

[Edgeworth can't quite remember if he asked Doutanuki about that but anyway. Right, right, sword that belonged to famous people.]

[If he is the spirit of a Japanese sword from history, I doubt he would dress like me, though.]

I...I see. You mentioned the dojo?

[He normally trains in the gym, but a change of scenery would be good.]

Hello, Mr. Edgeworth. This is Flynn Scifo. I was wondering if you'd still be interested in getting together with our dogs?

[FAMOUS SWORDS. They even dress somewhat similarly when will Hasebeworth see for himself.

But! He just moves right along, since he is still guiding in the general direction of the dojo and he is still looking for a sparring partner...]

Yeah! Not the one at the gym but the one in the park. My comrades and I built it!

Yes, Flynn, I would still be interested. Do you have a particular day in mind?

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