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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:

Current Mood: amused
Current Location: Hotel Room

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Hmph.

[He thinks on it. Perhaps not a good idea in the long-run...but is IS his birthday, so...]

What woud you like me to do? Seeing as though is is...your birthday, you may ask anything of me you wish - within reason, of course. Inquiries otherwise should be taken up with the castle.

...

[he's quiet for a long time on that one.]

...I don't think I want anything you can really take care of, but thanks anyway. The offer is what counts, after all.

[Ah, so perhaps he misread that 'hint,' there.]

...I see.

[No, he read it perfectly--Phoenix is just being a fart.]

...surely you don't want to actually see me, after all. And my birthday or not, I don't want to make you miserable.

Oddly enough, I had thought that by doing so would make you miserable...

...I'm not the one that wants to get away from you, Miles. It's the other way around, or have you forgotten?

I suppose I based my judgement upon our last meeting.

I don't hold onto things forever.

[Should Edgeworth read between the lines: "I want to forgive you."]

If you would like me to come to you, all you need to do is ask.

...as I said, I'm not going to make you do something you so obviously don't want to do.

Let's not be difficult...

...

[He's just quiet, because he doesn't know if he'd rather say "yes please keep me company" or be tough about it and not resort to having to ask. Being that he can't make up his mind, he doesn't say anything.]

I'll be there in a bit.

...fine....

But I didn't ask.

[reclines exasperatedly in his chair and exhales.]

...and you say I am the confusing one.

You are. I'm not the one who started this.

[...You are, actually.]

Wright. What is it that you want?

...I want things to be good between you and I again. We've had some laughs here in this castle, haven't we? But now it's all screwed up.

[He also wants to have a chance to figure out some of the things he's been losing sleep over these past two weeks, but he's not admitting that.]

...do you want me to come, or not?

If you think it will solve things between us, then yes.

Once again, I will be there shortly.

[Give him fifteen minutes and he will be knocking at your door.]

[He answers the door, this time--unlike most of the other times--decked out in a blue button-down and khaki pants. Seems he might've actually gotten dressed for Edgeworth for a change; the casual nature of their previous meetings is unfortunately missing here.]

...hey. Come in.

Good night.

[He is wearing such an outfit. He steps in, languidly, looking around at the place, at the massive growlithe sleeping there, and everywhere but Phoenix]

[That is quite the outfit, and it's all Phoenix can seem to stare at.]

...you look like a handsome vampire...

[Whether or not this is a compliment is really completely undecided.]