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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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[With every step Phoenix attempts, he slowly steps backward.]

I can see you're uncomfortable.

Yeah. But I'm not getting anywhere if I don't try.

[He keeps going, staring at his own feet as he does.]

[Eyes fixated upon his face, checking for signs of discomfort.]

I do not expect you to be able walk immediately. It is at least best if you exercise your legs.

[He looks up at that and makes eye contact, giving a knowing sort of smile.]

If I don't keep trying, you'll never let me out of that wheelchair.

I am going to let go. Try to maintain balance.

Alright.

[He nods. Shouldn't be too hard--he's got a better grasp on this than he did earlier in the morning.]

Prepare yourself.

[Let's go. Rather abruptly.]

Wait--!

[He sways a bit, then gets his balance.]

...ah, there! Did it.

[And he retains that balance for a few moments more before his knees buckle.]

[~~rushes~~ Reaches for him before Phoenix even has a chance to fall even as much as a foot...

...Which is not easy, given Phoenix's weight. The sudden strain on his left knee causes a bit of a sharp pain. After stumbling a bit himself, he successfully catches hold of him in his arms. He looks down at Phoenix, raising an eyebrow...]

...Ow.

Sorry...

[He staggers back to his feet for the third time today.]

Are you okay? ...did I hurt you?

It doesn't matter. Just keep at it.

No--I want to know if you're okay first...

I am fine. Worry about yourself.

[He lets go his grip on Edgeworth and crosses his arms over his chest. He is GOING TO STAND HERE and NOT FALL, dammit, so Edgeworth can stop fussing over him. Like that's going to happen.]

...

[He tries his darnedest to match that scowl.]

What? I'm doing it. See?

[He is standing, but walking is another matter he'd rather not address again just yet.]