[open RP meme] The "pester Edgeworth in his office" post, Dreamwidth edition

[truthsnomiracle]

[Chances are, when you enter room 1202 of the Prosecutor's Office, you'll find High Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth hard at work. He learned the hard way not to be too quick to throw people out when they interrupt him, so as annoyed as he probably will be once he notices your presence, you'll more likely than not get a sufficient chance to justify yourself. Usually.]

[To help clarify the purpose of this post, this is someplace anyone can come tag me if they want -- just start a thread and specify Canonworth, TVKworth, or any other preference! Canons, AUs, OCs, and canon OCs welcome, both AA and non-AA!]

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[croibhristeoir]

[bro why are you so formal]

[shut up you are getting a hug]

It is truly wonderful to see you here. No matter how confusing the situation, I am honestly happy to have this chance.

[truthsnomiracle]

Grrk -- um, er, yes, of course...

[Because he's not comfortable with this touching stuff, for starters... it's a good thing it's you, Diarmuid.]

[croibhristeoir]

[This is what happens when two awkwardturtles get together.]

Hm? Oh, sorry. [He let go, smiling slightly.]

[truthsnomiracle]

[Edgeworth sighs in relief, then manages to pull up a smile.]

Now, then, where did you first arrive? Perhaps we could find something of use there.

[croibhristeoir]

Hm...actually, that's a good question. I don't think it was too far from here, a bit closer to the center of the city--at least the center as far as I could tell.

[truthsnomiracle]

[Edgeworth glances down as his currently relatively clean desk.]

Fortunately, I have very little work remaining today. There has been relatively little violent crime in the city as of late; my work today has only involved the paperwork that comes of a case's aftermath.

[croibhristeoir]

That's good, at least. [Lancer paused, looking thoughtful.]

...Actually, this will be my first time in a completely normal human city. I admit I'm a little interested.

[truthsnomiracle]

A pity that you presumably cannot experience it to its fullest without great risk.