all-purpose overflow log

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AND EVERY LAST INCH OF ME IS COVERED IN FRILLS I don't know how to do overflow posts correctly or seriously

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Kashuu

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[Continued from here!]

[Edgeworth just sighs and nods vigorously, folding his arms across his chest. He's not even going to think about what would've happened if he poofed over the burning stove.

HIS CRAVAT WOULD CATCH ON FIRE.]

Yes, you should. Then you wouldn't have to spend time filling and refilling basins.

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[THE ACTUAL WORST PART OF THAT SCENARIO. What's an Edgeworth without his cravat?? A Hesebe without his doofy purple suit, basically.

Anyway, he has the decency to look a little embarrassed.]

Some fire inspector guy basically told me the same thing a while ago but I totally forgot about it after he left...

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I suppose while I'm here I can ensure that you won't forget again.

[Edgeworth starts opening and closing cupboards again. Who knows where a sword could've placed a fire extinguisher?]

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Oh... You sure? Thanks!

[What a helpful guy! Kashuu will follow him around for a little bit like a useless lump, but eventually seems to have a remembrance epiphany.]

Oh, wait— I think we left it in the linens closet.

[Why.]

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Why...did you place it in the linen closet?

[YEAH. Just...why. Edgeworth shuts the cupboard he was looking through with a decisive snap of the doors.]

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I think 'cause we were running out of places to store stuff in the other closets.

[Which Edgeworth has probably noticed, looking through the cupboards... They have a lot of Stuff™ with all the people in the house, and not a lot of space to store it.

ANYWAY, away he trots to go get said extinguisher!!]

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[Edgeworth watches Kashuu take off, wondering just how many people live with the guy. There was way too much stuff for a single sword to use in those cupboards. He calls out after him:]

You don't have to place it in a closet or a cupboard. Just leave it in an easily accessible, visible place.

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Oh... Like - on this table in here?

[WAVING EDGEWORTH OVER. In the hallway there's a little hallway table with a pad of paper on it. It's probably where a landline phone would go, if Cerealia had more than just cellphones.]

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Maybe...next to the table will do.

[It looks odd, like...a vase of flowers THAT ISN'T A VASE OF FLOWERS. Probably better to place it on the floor where it can be seen and instantly grabbed.]

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[IT'S MORE EFFICIENT THAN A VASE OF FLOWERS!! ...In theory. Less so when no one knows where it is or how to use it.]

There! [Plunking it right down.] Okay, good. I mean, I'm hoping we won't have to worry about anything else just bursting into flames again, but who knows...

[He's gonna eat these words in September.]