IC INBOX | cerealia

[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. 

Comments

[prosecutory]

[He really doesn't know what else to say about that demon tool. BREW, it was called. And it barely did anything most of the time. When it did do something, the outcomes were often catastrophic.]

Yes, I saw our world destroyed...and yes, I had to learn self-defense. I didn't want to rely on others to fight and keep the rest of us safe. I had to do my part.

[failures]

Huh...

[He pauses for a moment, then flashes a little smile at Edgeworth.]

Y'know, that's so totally you. Fighting to keep people safe, I mean.

[Both Edgeworth and Phoenix...as long as Larry's known them, they've always been the justice-y type. Even if Edgeworth's a prosecutor, he's saved people from being suspects or from getting guilty verdicts.]

I guess you couldn't just take the bad guys to court to settle it your usual way though, huh?

[prosecutory]

[He blinks. Edgeworth never saw it as him, so that was rather unexpected. Unconsciously he drums his fingers, remembering how callused they were now after constantly holding a sword. Initially his motive was more selfish - to save his own hide - but as he made friends, he realized that he wanted to keep them safe.

Edgeworth lets out a breath and relaxes, leaning back and shaking his head.]

You would give them a feast of souls if you brought them to court. These...these creatures had to be destroyed.