[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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[flowing_kinetics]

[Twelfth floor? Oh wow, he really did fly up those stairs, he would've guessed maybe sixth.]

Crusaders. Assholes jumped me.

[He feels he owes you at least somewhat of an explanation seeing as he's bleeding all over your nice clean floor, but he sort of sinks down with his back against the door.]

Shit... can barely think.

[Well, considering he's losing enough blood to probably put a full grown man down...]

[truthsnomiracle]

[Crusaders? Was that the name of some kind of gang? Whatever the case, it didn't ring any bells, and there was obviously a more immediate problem here.

Edgeworth pulls off his blazer and fishes a scrap of cloth out of one of the inside pockets, then briskly makes his way over to the boy and examines his wounds quickly. Forneus couldn't heal wounds, unfortunately, but the prosecutor himself wasn't unfamiliar with anatomy.]

[flowing_kinetics]

[Akira kicks against the door a bit in reflex when Edgeworth comes over, but he's a bit too tired and dizzy to do more than that.

The wounds themselves look bad, beyond so, and it's a wonder he even got all the way up here without passing out. The most amazing thing by far, however, is the fact that despite the severity, the blood flow is already slowed down quite a bit, even just from a minute ago. It really should be bleeding worse than it is, and yet...]

The hell're you doin'?

[Said as if he is genuinely confused that Edgeworth might want to stop the bleeding.]

[truthsnomiracle]

(If he'd lost enough blood for him to be unable to bleed further, he would already be unconscious. It's almost as though some unseen Persona healed him...)

My intent was to dress your wounds as best I'm able, and yet they appear to be sealing internally of their own accord.

[flowing_kinetics]

Well, 'course they are. I heal quick.

[That... doesn't explain anything, really.]

[truthsnomiracle]

OBJECTION!

Most people who claim such a thing heal in days, not seconds! Clearly something is amiss here. Who are you?

[flowing_kinetics]

[And now he's looking at Edgeworth with something of a what the fuck? expression. His face has more color than it should for losing so much blood now as well.]

Yeah, well, I ain't most people.

[He thinks about being snarky to the question, but, well, Edgeworth answered his and even if Akira doesn't trust him yet, he'll play along, if just to bide his time.]

Akira Tadokoro.

[truthsnomiracle]

Miles Edgeworth.

(I can't say that sullying my office is the best way to introduce yourself, but if someone managed to injure you so gravely despite such a powerful capability, clearly I have no choice but to forgive you.)

Wait here. I'll find one of the janitors, and then we can discuss your circumstances.

Miles might be able to feel this -- it's implied some people can sense it.

[flowing_kinetics]

[Akira doesn't reply to the order -- the regeneration's progressed far enough that he can think clearly again, which means the first thing on his usual list is now getting done.

His eyes fade out completely, the whites glowing a bright greenish color as he fixes Edgeworth with a stare that's not so much on him as it is through him.

Let's see just what you're thinking, buddy... and just how your mind is set up.]

I suspect as a Persona-user he'd fall under "some people", so...

[truthsnomiracle]

Wh-what...?!

[The glowing eyes were mildly surprising, but the vague feeling of... intrusion?... was much more unsettling. Akira gets a glimpse of ponderings of what could possibly have harmed a boy with such power so thoroughly and where those responsible could be now, why he was attacked in the first place, how disturbing this unfamiliar intrusive feeling is, and how much of a pain it's going to be to have blood cleaned off of the floor of his office again, all unfolding in a rather orderly and sprawling mind, before a blue devilfish suddenly cuts in.

Wait, what?]

(Hey! This is our head, kid! Beat it!)

Actually, one of the ones who figure it out is just a normal kid, but! Yes.

[flowing_kinetics]

[The devilfish thing is very much unexpected and Akira recoils in surprise, both physically and mentally -- his eyes fade back to normal and he looks very much unsettled.]

What the hell was THAT?!

[truthsnomiracle]

[It takes a few seconds for Edgeworth to make sense of what he just experienced, but he's quick to level a steely glare at Akira once he does. There's a vague glimmer of royal blue in the depths of his pupils as he does so, too...]

I could ask the same of you!

[flowing_kinetics]

You're the one with some damn weird fish thing in your head!

[Akira stands, still seeming a bit off balance. He's dived down into quite a few minds, some of them deep, but that...]

[truthsnomiracle]

That is Forneus, my Persona.

So you were, in fact, somehow "in my head"?

[flowing_kinetics]

The hell's a Persona?

[Oh, a question he can answer. Alright.]

Well, yeah. I'm a psychic, ain't 'xactly hard.

[truthsnomiracle]

A summonable self-aspect possessed of some power. ...Which, I suppose, might place me in a similar category as you.

[flowing_kinetics]

Dunno 'bout that. Ain't got somethin' creeping around in my head.

[Now that the initial shock is over, however, Akira seems a bit calmer. The layout of your mind, orderly as it was, tipped him off that you're not all that bad a guy, Edgeworth. He doesn't quite feel the need to be completely defensive right now.]

[truthsnomiracle]

I would explain further, but there are more important matters at hand. As I was saying before you saw the need to invade my privacy, I wish to discuss your situation once I've set a janitor to work on the mess you tracked in.

[flowing_kinetics]

Sure.

[He doesn't know why you're all that interested, but he's a bit too drained to go out fighting again, so he'll play along. He pulls off his jacket, using it as a sort of makeshift towel to try and clean himself off. Topless is better than bloody, right?]

[truthsnomiracle]

[Toplessness gets you side-eyed, but under the circumstances not much else. In any case, the prosecutor walks over to his desk and dials a four-digit number on his phone.]

Yes, this is Edgeworth in room 1202.

...

I'm aware of that. However, there's a large amount of it in my office.

...

Then find someone before the stain sets, unless you want your next salary evaluation to be highly unfavorable!

...

[Edgeworth sets the handle back down roughly.]

Don't have a picture of it, but Akira's back and arms are pretty heavily scarred, if Edgey'd care.

[flowing_kinetics]

[Akira's giving you a bit of a look. He's not exactly clean, but the wounds have sealed so they're no longer bleeding. It'll take a while for them to completely heal, but they've sealed over, so at least there won't be any more stains.

Which is good, because he's flopping onto your couch, topless, scarred, and all.]

[truthsnomiracle]

NNNGGGHHHOOOOOOOOHHH! My couch! Do you have any idea what I'll have to pay to clean that?!

[Apparently flopping down anywhere while still filthy isn't such a good idea, Akira.]

[flowing_kinetics]

[Oh wow, Akira didn't expect him to freak out.]

Not a clue!

[Yes, that's delivered completely seriously. He asked, didn't he? Maybe if you guys had a shower around here this wouldn't happen.]

[truthsnomiracle]

Then don't touch anything! ...We should head for one of the restrooms. You can be cleaned up there.

[With that, he carefully heads for the door, trying not to step in any of the bloody areas along the way.]

[flowing_kinetics]

[Akira shrugs, standing up and snagging his jacket from off the floor, tossing it over his shoulder to follow.]

Ain't like it's gonna poison you or anythin'.