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[Reeve was in his room, working on his Cait Sith. He had his legs up on the coffee table as he fiddled with the wiring in his cat's back. Since he wasn't expecting visitors, he was dressed down to a button-down shirt and a pair of soft slacks.]

Date: 2012-01-07 04:48 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] augh_plywood
[Meanwhile, Edgeworth was on his way out of the office and on his way home. He opens the door and-

-and finds himself inside a hotel room that's both strange and suspiciously familiar. His eyes widen to the size of dinner plates and every trace of color drains from his face, and his mouth gapes open as he stares at the man and his half-assembled robot.]

Dear lord. [His breath quickens and his voice starts off quiet with shock, but don't worry, it's about to get louder.] You-you're real!

Date: 2012-01-07 05:31 am (UTC)
augh_plywood: (eyes wide)
From: [personal profile] augh_plywood
[This...this man seems only vaguely confused. It was almost as if this was normal, like he was some kind of old friend-

Oh. Oh hell. He gulps and straightens his posture as he attempts to regain his composure.]

Hello, Reeve.

Date: 2012-01-08 04:25 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] augh_plywood
[What else was to do? Edgeworth gulped and forced himself towards the couch, his pace slow and shaky. He sat down and took a deep breath, not quite able to meet Reeve's gaze]

I was just leaving my office - the one in Los Angeles.

[Hopefully Reeve would get the hint.]

Date: 2012-01-08 04:54 am (UTC)
augh_plywood: (headache)
From: [personal profile] augh_plywood

Edgeworth slumped over, and sighed as he ran a hand through his hair.

"When I returned home, very little, if any, time had passed - it was as if I never left. Eventually I came to think of the whole experience as some...as, well, some kind of delusion."

Date: 2012-01-08 05:12 am (UTC)
augh_plywood: (back turned)
From: [personal profile] augh_plywood
"Thank you."

Edgeworth didn't drink his tea immediately, though, and stared down into his mug. He pursed his lips together for a moment and his eyes narrowed, and he said, "This makes no sense, though. People have left Vegas only to return, but if I remember correctly, it was never quite like this."

Date: 2012-01-08 07:34 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] augh_plywood
...you've been gone for a few weeks...

The words hit Edgeworth like a sledgehammer. That was how it happened. People left only to return weeks or months later, some with their memories, some without. This all meant one thing: for the second time in his life he was trapped in this hellhole.

Panic and dread began to set in, and while Reeve hesitated, Edgeworth did everything in his power to make sure his heart didn't explode out of his own chest. He barely noticed that Reeve had continued on, but when he heard him, truly registered and understood his words, Edgeworth froze. This man that he barely remembered until now had dared to miss him. He felt a dull, hollow ache in his chest, something that went beyond his loathing for this place, and took a moment to gather his thoughts.

"...and I missed you," he said, his voice quiet and rough. "For a time, at least."

Date: 2012-01-11 06:39 am (UTC)
augh_plywood: (headache)
From: [personal profile] augh_plywood
And I wish that you'd been able to leave this damn place.

[bitter? Him? Never. He takes a deep breath to calm himself down]

I trust that nothing's changed since the last time I was here?

Date: 2012-01-11 10:32 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] augh_plywood
[he glances away as soon as he catches the look on Reeve's face. It brings up too many buried memories, and he simply doesn't have the energy to shift through them and push the back.]

This... [sighs, and grips the mug] This must be something of a shock to you.


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