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...This is a general post for Paradisa residents, should anyone wish to harass visit or contact Edgeworth ICly. If you are not from Paradisa (I.E., from another game/dressing room, etc), you are welcome to interact with Edgeworth via ~~his Hotel Room~~.

LOLNOPE. Edgey has a new inbox now. Go there.

Room at various angles.

...Because Edgeworth is very well-off, there will be no question that he will request as much from the castle as he can to feel 'at home.' Therefore, his room will be inspired by a room of one of his favourite hotel suites - the Hazlitts in Soho, London. The hotel room is a bit smaller than it appears in the picture, but is extremely richly furnished and decorated. However, with opulence comes a price, as usual, and because of Edgeworth's fastidious tastes, the castle will inflict upon him at least one temporary loss per month. Unbeknownst to Edgeworth, of course.

At any given time, there will be a book or two on the bed, and others placed sporadically at various crevasses within the room. There is another, smaller partition of the room containing a couch, small table, and chair. There are a pair of small speakers, a heated blanket, a small fridge with at least two wine bottles, and a heating apparatus that doesn't emit microwaves. There's also a burgundy/blue chess set. There's no television, no futon, and of course, no Oldbag . There is a black box on the desk that requires not only a key to be opened, but a sliding puzzle to be solved. There's also a medium-sized kitchen. The bathroom is nothing particularly fascinating, as he doesn't spend enough time in there to feel the need to expend too much effort in decorating it, and it is much smaller than one may expect after seeing the room. There is, however, a clean bathtub lined with a few red/gold, unused candles.

See the chess piece? Definitely Edgeworth's room.

The kitchen is similar to this, but quite smaller:

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[And there's that weird sinking feeling in his chest again. That's been happening a lot throughout this conversation. ~~notgay~~]

I... know. I know you aren't.

[A sigh]

I just don't want to believe you really want me to leave you alone all that time.

...It's not that long.

...I had originally planned for three weeks.

I thought you said I won...

...You're doing it on purpose, again.

Doing what on purpose?

...I didn't do anything that time.

Never mind.

...s-so, are you taking it back...? Do I really lose?

...With that soul-shattering look, I just couldn't. [~~Lie.~~]

...you might as well just tell me now if you're changing your mind again or if you're making up rules about this or whatever. Just... tell me and get it over with right now.

It doesn't matter. If I told you I wanted to be alone for a while, you would forbid it. I am powerless. [~~to you~~]

I wouldn't believe it, but if that's what you truly wanted, I wouldn't have much say in the matter, really. You'd find a way to get away from me whether I agreed to it or not.

[Ditto on the "powerless to you" there.]

...And yet you're so willing to fight me on it.

I was. But I thought about it, and as much as I don't want you telling me what I can and can't do... I guess it's not very fair for me to do the same thing to you.

...Like you said, your opinion about all this is so different from mine. This isn't court, so I guess we can just disagree.

[Trying to be reasonable. FOR YOU. Only for you. Even though this is killing him somehow for some reason ~~that has nothing to do with being gay~~.]