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[prosecutory]

Good day. This is Miles Edgeworth.

I cannot accommodate you at the moment, but please leave a message and I will respond as soon as possible. 

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[prosecutory]

I'm already here.

[He says this dryly and doesn't even correct her figure of speech.]

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[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth turns around and gives the other man a formal smile in greeting. Then he bows.]

Good morning to you, as well.

[After that he can't help but look at the blades Cao Pi has...look, months of using swords has made him interested in looking at other swords, sorry.]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth sits down beside Phoenix and nods, drawing out his organizer and a pen from his jacket pocket.]

I do, yes. The one encouraging us to take sides?

[prosecutory]

How...how did you die?

[Remembering his manners, he gestures toward the sofa.]

And please, have a seat. Shall I make tea?

[faithfulflame]

[She will avail herself of the couch, sitting down and settling in.]

That would be lovely, thank you. It's been a few days. [Snort.]

You are aware many people were kidnapped yes?

[prosecutory]

[Well, Edgeworth can't really call the punk out for having a great time, he agreed to this. Besides, this is actually kind of...exhilarating. And he can learn from the punk.

But this time, he's more ready for the second attempt and expertly moves to stop Kashuu's sword in its tracks with his.]

[bewrightback]

[Phoenix nods.]

Or at least it looked the same. We didn't get to exchange pleasantries... It shoved me through a door, and then I was trapped in this very odd room with a group of other people. Hiro Hamada, Kashuu and two others I hadn't met before.

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[pure_havoc]

[such a nice bow! Cao Pi decides to honor his respectfulness and give him a customary bow of his own, placing his fist against his palm over his heart.]

If you're ready, Master Edgeworth...

[he slides the door open and steps in, grateful for this time of the morning - not a lot of people seem inclined to train so early. They have a practice hall to themselves.]

It occurs to me I've only drawn my swords once in the time I've been here. This should be entertaining, at least.

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[gerte]

Open up fool!

[ That's not how you greet someone. If Franziska can still yell fool she's probably fine for the most part. There's no need to worry. ]

I have arrived.

[adornmental]

Nice! You're pretty strong, huh?

[A GOOD, SOLID BLOCK. Kashuu is pleased, considering how much he loves sparring and strong partners!

He's also not about to give an inch, so he pulls back, takes a step back and then darts in again for a side-strike.]

[thatdamnknight]

You're welcome to any time you'd like. The more, the merrier.

[flynn smiles over at the dogs just having fun in their own doggie way.]

I'm sure Repede'll enjoy the additional company, as well.

[having a little pack to run around with will be fun for him.]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth nods as he walks toward the kitchen.]

I'll get the tea ready. And yes, I was. Contacting any of you elicited a "User Currently Occupied" message.

[prosecutory]

What made it so odd?

[Edgeworth keeps writing. Hiro and Kashuu, huh...but the other two were people Phoenix didn't know.]

[prosecutory]

Er, thanks...

[Edgeworth twists his sword down and takes a step back to counter Kashuu's next strike. He's a bit thrown off by the surprise compliment so his movement there is a bit shaky and is another close call.]

I try not to ignore training, especially here.

[prosecutory]

Thank you, Flynn. I appreciate it.

[Edgeworth reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small bouncy ball, once again watching the dogs.]

I think we ought to give them something else to do.

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[prosecutory]

I'm ready.

[Edgeworth is a bit nervous, since this was going to be a sparring session involving real swords. But he's managed to defend himself with one well enough throughout the part of his life spent in battle.]

But, if I may ask...why only once? How long have you been here?

[prosecutory]

[And that's why when Edgeworth opens the door, he doesn't hesitate to gesture for her to enter. He's more relaxed than when he was speaking to her over the CEREvice but there's still a part of him tensed and watching for anything wrong with her.]

Please, come in. [A tricolor border collie bounds up to her, wagging his tail eagerly. To the dog Edgeworth says with an upraised hand:] Down, Pess. [Sorry, playtime is not now. But he can socialize while Edgeworth and Franziska discuss stuff.]

[faithfulflame]

Ah. So you weren't taken at all.

[She'll wait on the couch, arms folded, the picture of poise and calm while turning to follow his movements.]

Sorry that I worried you.

[bewrightback]

Well, we all found ourselves on what looked like the setting of some kind of really shady film complete with a video camera. There was also a broken down robot with a love for birds and one companion's hair, and we also found some hidden laboratory areas.

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[pure_havoc]

[he draws the two thin swords as he paces around the hall, getting a feel for the space. They sure don't look like a typical Chinese podao...]

It's been a little over three months. In that time, let's see. I sparred once, but the threats around the colony were nothing that could have been battled with swords. Ghosts, odd happenings, and the like.

[adornmental]

[He takes a step back after his strike is blocked, circling around and holding his guard for the time being.]

Smart, smart. More people should start doing stuff like that, y'know? That's why we opened this dojo in the first place.

[gerte]

Oh? You seem to have made a friend. Greetings, I am Franziska Von Karma.

[ Franziska's going to do her usual curtsy bow for the dog. ]

Is this your pet, Miles Edgeworth?

[ Not that it's her business or anything but yooo she didn't know Edgeworth had it in him to look after a tiny animal. It's actually kind of cute, you know.]

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[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth nods.] Understandable. I've encountered my share, although in a much longer span of time.

[Try "nearly a year" or at least, "close to 10 months".]

[prosecutory]

[...what kinda robot is that.]

Did you find anything of note in these laboratory areas?

[prosecutory]

[There's the sound of water being poured out as he begins steeping the tea in its pot, and he emerges from the kitchen again, his brow furrowed in concern.]

No, I wasn't. [He frowns; there is a touch of sadness in it.] And no, no need to apologize. [A shake of the head.]