06 [backdated to the afternoon of January 19]

[takethat]

[Written]

So, I woke up this morning to find all my stuff cleaned up and arranged and put away. Since there's no one else who could've would've done that but you, I have questions:
1. Why?
2. When?
3.












Where did you put my underwear??

Comments

[cantacquityou]

1. I felt like it.
2. What does it matter?
3. You must be referring to the ones I'm wearing.

written

[takethat]

1. Fair enough.
2. It matters because I guess you were sneaking around in my room while I was sound asleep!
3. What's the matter with you?!?

[cantacquityou]

2. Do you not recall that I was there just last night?
3. Of course you know I say that in jest. Otherwise, that would be rather ghastly. I tidied them up placed them away with utmost concern to my health and well-being... A process that required the aid of gloves, a broomstick, and possibly a blowtorch if I can recall correctly.

written

[takethat]

Har har har. Very funny. I can't find anything!

[cantacquityou]

You operate well in chaos, I see. I assure you, everything is there. I took nothing away... if you do not count disorder, that is.

written

[takethat]

Do you think you could bother yourself to come here and show me?

[An audible sigh.]

[cantacquityou]

[closes book without a response, and given about ten minutes, you'll here a knock at the door.]

[takethat]

[Phoenix swings the door open almost immediately; he's been waiting next to it, all in a huff, with his "greeting" all typed out and ready on the tablet he's still borrowing:

"Show me where my stuff is!"

Really, there was a method to his madness.]

[cantacquityou]

...Tell me what you wish to find.

[takethat]

["Underwear would be nice."]

[cantacquityou]

...Hm.








...I forgot.

[takethat]

[POUT

"Just tell me, would you?" He'd really like to change his undies sometime today.]

[cantacquityou]

...You assumed I was joking.

[atadiscoverer]

[Dr. Beckett is startled awake by the frantic calling and takes a minute to calm down.]

Mr. Edgeworth...?

[Wait... Emergency?]

An Emergency? [He's instantly on his feet and moving.]

Where are you? Take a deep breath and explain what's going on?

[cantacquityou]

I am outside! Th-there is a...a tree...and...a ...a...Oh God, I have no clue how to explain......I-I am to the backside of the castle, underneath the window of room 202...I don't know if that makes any sense... Please bring a cot if you can!

[atadiscoverer]

[Edgeworth's in a panic, but there's no sense for Carson to be.]

It's okay, Mr. Edgeworth. Take a deep breath, stay calm. What's the injury?

[He's busy grabbing his medical kit and a stretcher.]

[cantacquityou]

My f-friend...He...He fell out of his window and...[Voice is noticeably shaky]...Hit...He hit his head on...a tree...on the way down...He is not responding!

[atadiscoverer]

I'll be there in a minute. Your friend, what's his name?

[Carson is already moving out of the clinic.]

[cantacquityou]

Phoenix! Ph-Phoenix Wright...A-Age 25...B-Blood type B! Born March 24th, 1992...Height, 176 centimetres!

[atadiscoverer]

Okay. That's good. Hopefully I won't need to do anything with that info. Is he bleeding?

[Keep him talking. Don't need him going into shock.]

[cantacquityou]

Yes!! Of course! Badly! Blood! Snow! Everywhere!

[atadiscoverer]

Mr. Edgeworth. Take a deep breath. Keep breathing and calm down. You'll be no help to him panicked.

[Calm and authoritative.]

I'm nearly there, just keep breathing.

[cantacquityou]

[Only at a time like this can an otherwise calm, rational man like Edgeworth reduce himself to a frantic, incoherent mess. And now, he realized it.]


...Yes...Yes, you're right...

[atadiscoverer]

[And, as promised, Carson is wading through the snow as quickly as possible, tugging two blankets out of his medical kit. The first is draped around Edgeworth's shoulders as Carson drops down to his knees.

He pulls out a hand-held device, which lights up, and starts beeping. Carson slowly moves the scanner up and down Phoenix's body.]

Mr. Wright, can you hear me?

[He puts the scanner down, opening Phoenix's eyes to shine a light in to see if his pupils dilate]

[cantacquityou]

[Phoenix doesn't stir in the slightest. Edgeworth's hand and clothes are bloody from attempting to stop the flow of blood from his head with his palm. He chokes back sobs, and beseeches Carson with a quivering voice..]

Doctor...

...It would be the greatest service to me right now... if you could provide me the assurance that I have not killed my best friend....