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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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So you want to look like a vampire? Should I be concerned?

Oh, yes. After all, I am quite adept at sucking...

[a sly smirk accompanied by a deliberate twirl of the finger.]

...blood...

[Phoenix just raises one eyebrow

way up there

and makes a sort of "wtf" face]

...you been drinking tonight?

No, I have not.

...what's with all the...

[Faltering for the word he wants. It might be "gay."]

...weird...ness?

...Were we not talking about vampires?

Yes, because you're dressed like one, which leads me back to the question: what's with all the weirdness? Why are you dressed like that?

...I thought I would sport something different for the occasion, is all.

...well.

...it looks... good.

[There Phoenix, that wasn't so hard.]

Do you want to have a seat...?

...The 'handsome vampire' part was sufficient. You need not force yourself any further.

[He moves on a few feet, but doesn't sit anywhere.]

That wasn't a compliment...

[Sigh]

I have oranges. Do you want an orange?

[Aww...but he liked being called a 'handsome vampire.']

...I could do without the citrus right now. However... were you wanting for us to pass the time here, or did you perhaps wish to go elsewhere?

...where do you suggest we go?

[He grabs an orange for each of them anyway.]

...I did not have anywhere in particular in mind. It is your birthday.

To the bar it is, then.

[Tosses one of the oranges at Edgeworth.]

I haven't had nearly enough alcohol for a birthday.

[Tries to catch it.

...fails.]

[Stare]

Didn't you learn anything from baseball?

...Anything other than what was originally intended, I suppose.

[He retrieves the orange from the floor and hands it over.]

Here. You really have got to learn how to catch better...

[takes...?]

...I've always imagined myself to be a better pitcher than catcher...

[He just... shakes his head and digs into his orange with his fingernails.]

C'mon. To the bar?

[Heading out the door ~~barring any objections~~]

[Follows silently.]

[Strolling down the hall to the stairs, Phoenix munches on his orange.]

Hm... what made you decide to come over here tonight, really?

[It's not intended to be a pointed question--he's curious and making small talk--but when he asks it, he can't help but wonder if maybe there is something more to this than he's getting. It's pretty odd behavior for a guy who's been doing his best to avoid him for weeks.]