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boxolawyers2010-03-13 01:17 pm
samuraiprosecutor) wrote in boxolawyers2010-03-13 01:17 pm
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[RL] Shadowtiems~
Who: Miles Edgeworth, Shadow!Bourne (David Webb's shadow)
What: David Webb has fallen victim to a lingering remnant of the Persona world's Shadow-creating fog, and the community has randomly decided his shadow should pay the AA world a visit.
Where: The streets of LA, a couple of blocks from Edgeworth's destination.
When: Late evening, mid-week. Sometime after the Shadow event. (non-canon DDD-verse)
Warnings: Shadow!Bourne, which should be enough of a warning in and of itself.
The foot traffic had lessened considerably by the time Edgeworth finally headed out for dinner. It had been sparse when he'd taken Sigi out for his walk nearly an hour earlier. Now, late on a weekday evening and with only work to look forward to the following morning, most of the pedestrians had already made their way home. Which suited Edgeworth quite well--he always disliked crowds, and he relished the prospect of having the restaurant mostly to himself. The staff at his favorite Italian place were always attentive, of course, but they were even more so when they only had to divide their considerable resources and talents between a few customers.
Edgeworth quickened his pace at the thought, eager to finally eat the first substantial food he'd had all day. Vending machine wares were hardly enough to sustain a man, especially one who'd been working himself even more than usual that week in an effort to stay on top of a complicated case.
What: David Webb has fallen victim to a lingering remnant of the Persona world's Shadow-creating fog, and the community has randomly decided his shadow should pay the AA world a visit.
Where: The streets of LA, a couple of blocks from Edgeworth's destination.
When: Late evening, mid-week. Sometime after the Shadow event. (non-canon DDD-verse)
Warnings: Shadow!Bourne, which should be enough of a warning in and of itself.
The foot traffic had lessened considerably by the time Edgeworth finally headed out for dinner. It had been sparse when he'd taken Sigi out for his walk nearly an hour earlier. Now, late on a weekday evening and with only work to look forward to the following morning, most of the pedestrians had already made their way home. Which suited Edgeworth quite well--he always disliked crowds, and he relished the prospect of having the restaurant mostly to himself. The staff at his favorite Italian place were always attentive, of course, but they were even more so when they only had to divide their considerable resources and talents between a few customers.
Edgeworth quickened his pace at the thought, eager to finally eat the first substantial food he'd had all day. Vending machine wares were hardly enough to sustain a man, especially one who'd been working himself even more than usual that week in an effort to stay on top of a complicated case.
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The sight that greeted him under the bright streetlight left him gaping and temporarily unable to speak. Even at that angle he could make out Webb's bright, golden eyes, and for a few precious moments he could only stare as he processed their meaning.
Eventually he muttered a hasty, "Il Palazzo, up ahead," before directing his gaze forward. The traffic light was against them, giving him a few moments to try to compose himself, but he doubted the slip would go unnoticed.
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"Is something wrong?" he asked, feigning concern.
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It was blatantly apparent he couldn't allow the man to go home. Considering the kind of secrets Webb might be hiding, unleashing his shadow on any unsuspecting innocents could be catastrophic. The man was equally dangerous on their own world, and as long as he had Edgeworth's phone there was no way for him to reach someone who might be able to help.
While his mind ran, panicked, through all the possibilities, the light changed. Before crossing the street, he glanced at his companion and said, as casually as he could, "You're certain the Corinthian isn't an option? Being busy never seemed to stop him from answering my requests for transportation."
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Shame Edgeworth didn't have more worldhoppers on this contacts list.
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"The Doctor, perhaps?"
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"Maybe," he said, noncommitaly. Maybe he could fake calling the Doctor. Would Edgeworth check?
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"If you're going to call him, do it now. This establishment prides itself on its atmosphere and its food; they frown on cell phone use in the building." It came out easily, even more so because it was the truth (as Edgeworth had found out the hard way).
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He'd take the risk.
Bourne pressed the button and called the Doctor. "...Busy signal."
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"I'm afraid I don't have any other suggestions to offer. Between the two of them, I never have a problem finding transportation, and the few others I've used left the community long ago." He turned his head to glance casually down the street again, buying himself a few moments for planning.
"It's possible the busy signal was the community's doing. If it's trying to keep you here, obviously letting you call for a ride would be counterproductive." He turned back to 'Webb', cocking his brow gently. "Perhaps I should try."
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"If it's the community's doing, it's not letting me through either. Or perhaps he's actually unavailable, difficult as that is to believe." Brows furrowing, he darted a look down the street. "It seems the Corinthian may be your only option. Unless you'd prefer me to post a request on the community for you?" As he said it he was pulling up the phone's browser, already composing in his mind the call for help he'd be posting in place of the shadow's world-hop request.