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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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Date: 2012-06-11 07:22 am (UTC)From:I guess I just...
[barely audible]
...miss you.
[Not that that is okay.]
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Date: 2012-06-11 07:28 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-06-11 07:34 am (UTC)From:[He's incredibly serious about this, and all business.]
Sorry for bothering you about shawarma. I really did think you were the best person to ask, and I appreciate the help.
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Date: 2012-06-11 07:48 am (UTC)From:...Do you remember back home when I'd be so agitated with you - or most people, for that matter - bothering me while I was working? I'd say, 'Get the Hell out of my office, Wright!' and you'd brazenly traipse right on in... I even threw a paper ball at you, once...
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Date: 2012-06-11 08:00 am (UTC)From:I always thought "asking someone you know will be educated on a certain topic" was a form of research. In any case, I do remember what you're talking about. This is different.
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Date: 2012-06-11 09:37 am (UTC)From:When you think on it, by appearance, it really isn't very different - underlying reasons aside. Anyway, I brought that up because it seemed to me that you've always had a knack for doing quite the opposite of what I ask - be it barging into my office when I yell at you to 'go away,' or avoiding me when I ask you to 'stay.'
I am beginning to believe that I should get into the habit of expressing the contrary of what I wish for.
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Date: 2012-06-11 11:00 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 12:45 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 03:29 am (UTC)From:How comforting. Thanks a lot.
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Date: 2012-06-12 04:21 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-06-12 04:37 am (UTC)From:[Sigh. This is one reason why he doesn't want to talk to Edgeworth anymore--these constant arguments, so unnecessary now that there's no courtroom to have them in, and the persistent lack of listening... He plunks his forehead against the journal and groans.
headdesk]Let's just not do this anymore.
I would write more on his train of thought...but...phone :/
Date: 2012-06-12 04:44 am (UTC)From:no subject
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Date: 2012-06-12 05:13 am (UTC)From:...I was thinking the very same thing.
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Date: 2012-06-12 05:16 am (UTC)From:[A pause; he has to drag the words out of himself]
Then it seems like the only viable course of action is to stop spending time with each other, unless of course you have a better suggestion.
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Date: 2012-06-12 05:36 am (UTC)From:Suggestion-wise...? I cannot recall the last time I have ever been at such a loss.
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Date: 2012-06-12 05:38 am (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2012-06-13 04:47 am (UTC)From:Deterring Phoenix from him, how ever the method, was for Phoenix's own protection...
...or so he thought.
It summons every ounce of fortitude in his being at the moment to be able to choke out three, simple words...]
As you wish.
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Date: 2012-06-13 05:15 am (UTC)From:And he doesn't know what he should do. Every figurative step he takes toward Edgeworth hurts, but he's never let those stings and bruises stop him in the past; why is it that he's considering doing so now?
Isn't that the right thing to do, though? Edgeworth's happiness is the most important matter to consider here; if Phoenix can do nothing else for him--if he can't hold him and dote on him and spend all his time with him like he'd like to--then at least he can be sure that his parting decision makes Edgeworth happy. Although the mixed messages ("I can't stand being with you," wasn't it, just some weeks before all this mess of "I like having you around"?) are making it impossible to tell what he really should do.
And so, he makes no decision. He just sits there, wishing Edgeworth would just materialize and hug him again like he did that night in the bar; he sits silently except for his pained outcry and perhaps a few shaky breaths, biting his lip as hard as he can to try to stop the tears from falling.
It seems to be "all over," after all.]
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Date: 2012-06-13 05:48 am (UTC)From:[..."It's for your own good." Is that what he was going to say? Because for some reason, he really wasn't so sure now. As his own eyes stung, he tried to force a few more words-...]
I truly don't want to--...
[...but no. Then they'd probably have to go back on their word. It didn't stop the fact that something deep within him was begging for the possibility of this passing over soon, and that they'd be able to get back to being close after having their own
his own, mostlypersonal issues sorted. He just fervently hoped that Phoenix would allow for it in that time....If not, he'd convince himself that he deserved it, and that it's just part of a recurring trend in his sad existence.]
I wish there was something I could...
...
[He inhaled shakily.]
Just take some time to think on it all. Please.
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Date: 2012-06-13 06:14 am (UTC)From:If... that's what you want.
I just want to do what you want.
[There's so much more he'd like to say here, but the certainty that it would make Edgeworth run far away and never come back to him keeps him from it.
"There is something you could do."
"I don't have to think about it; I never want to leave you, not really."
"I asked you for other suggestions. Why didn't you offer anything if you really don't want me to stop talking to you?"
But he voices none of these as he sits, crumpling a page of the journal in his fist out of nerves, careful not to tear it out even so. Really, there's very little he feels safe saying, except one thing, laden with all the burdensome emotions weighing on his heart and yet almost silly in its innocence.]
I still really like you, Miles.
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Date: 2012-06-13 06:43 am (UTC)From:[He knows that it is perhaps not the best thing to say considering his motive of...'protecting' Phoenix from him, but for one of those rare times, he acts out of impulse - this time, fully cognizant that he may regret the consequences of his action. He didn't care much about that right now...he simply wished that Phoenix may recall his own words as strongly as they imprinted upon him weeks ago:]
...'for some ungodly reason, I really like you,' too.
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Date: 2012-06-13 07:05 am (UTC)From:[Were Edgeworth there in person, he would likely pick up on the flash of hope glimmering for a moment there in Phoenix's eyes as he glances at the journal, disbelieving what he's hearing.
He'd all but forgotten ever saying that to Edgeworth, but the repetition of his own words jars his memory. And briefly, he has to wonder if Edgeworth's meaning behind those words is the same as his own, unknowingly, was when he spoke them in the past.
The urge now to dissolve into tears and beg Edgeworth to just forget all of this ever happened is strong. It's some testament to his own self-improvement, or perhaps his surprise, that he doesn't do either of those things.]
Maybe we could... just... maybe there's a better way to solve this... I don't want to stop talking to you. I really don't.
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Date: 2012-06-13 07:23 am (UTC)From:Just...please. At the very least, take some time to think on it all.
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Date: 2012-06-13 07:38 am (UTC)From:Damn you, Miles! Do you get off on building me up just to destroy me again like that? You know I care about you--stop playing with my emotions and make up your mind, please!
[At this point, he doesn't care how much he's giving away by that request, so desperate is he for Edgeworth to understand something of all this... ...nor is he really thinking of what he says before he spits it out.]
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