Case #06. Wut.

[cantacquityou]

 

[One day, nearly a fortnight ago, Miles Edgeworth disappeared from Cair Paradisa to seek temporary, reclusive solace at a hotel in the City Royale. He alerted no one of this little vacation, and ceased all communication with everyone - be it through the journals, or otherwise...

...but he's back - however unintentionally - and not in any way he could have ever foreseen. His clothes - remnants of a white undershirt and reddish-pink pajama-bottoms - are in scorched tatters. 

In one hand, there's a 4.5 ft. baguette. In the other, a machine gun...A gumball machine gun.

...and with that, he is chasing a massive growlithe around the castle grounds. 

Perhaps you're one of the unfortunate souls to witness this. After all, there is a perfectly rational explanation.

...maybe.]

Comments

[incantati]

[ what is going on...

dumblebore is walking down the front steps when he sees a growlithe run past. curious, that. he woul dhave walked on by, except the next thing he saw was a man chasing after it. ]

Mr.... Edgeworth?

Oh dear. XD

[cantacquityou]

[Well, then. This couldn't get any more embarrassing, could it? Startled, he drops the items to the ground, panting heavily.]

...Ah. I- ...[pant] ...Good afternoon...

lmfao

[incantati]

{ he raises his hand slowly in a little wave, and turns to peer at the growlithe, then back to mr. edgeworth! what he's trying to do is obvious; it's the stuff in his hands that's fuelling his confusion. or at least, the stuff that was in his hands.

smiling politely: ]

Good afternoon. Having a spot of trouble with Veritas?

[cantacquityou]

...S-slightly.

oops ignore that

[incantati]

[ he nods. ]

They aren't the easiest Pokemon to manage, of course. Your clothes...

[cantacquityou]

...Long story.

[incantati]

[ he can hazard a guess. ]

She has her powers, I surmise.

[cantacquityou]

...Good guess.

[incantati]

I can offer some assistance, if you'd like...?

[cantacquityou]

This is humiliating...

[incantati]

[ he smiles kindly ]

Oh, come come. It could happen to anyone, I'm sure.

[cantacquityou]

[Looks down. Then up.]


...In what video game universe, exactly?




[Correct answer: Ace Attorney]

[incantati]

I'm not sure about video games, but this is Paradisa.

[cantacquityou]

...Point, there.

[incantati]

I have those, from time to time. Now, yes, clothes first?

[ he takes out his wand, and waits for permission. ]

[cantacquityou]

[Waitwut. He pauses. He is...so confused by what's going on right about now. He momentarily forgets that he IS speaking to a wizard. I mean, usually, when he's asked that sort of question, there's ...another sort of 'wand' being waved at him...]


...I-... Excuse me?

[incantati]

[ pfffthaha. he gestures to edgeworth. ]

Your clothes. I can put them to rights, if you'd like.

[cantacquityou]

...


...Have at it?

[incantati]

[ wandwave. your pajamas are now back to their original state. magic sure is awesome. ]

[cantacquityou]

[That tickles a bit.]




...Most impressive.

[incantati]

Think nothing of it.

[ his eyes wander back to the items on the ground ]

I confess myself curious: what was the baguette for?

[cantacquityou]

Oh, this...


[He twists one end of the baguette and pulls, resulting in the reveal of a large blade that was concealed within.]

[incantati]

[ his eyebrows.. raise...... ]

Goodness.

A very artful disguise.

[cantacquityou]

...I have a feeling I've worsened my attempts to clarify anything.

[incantati]

[ apologetically: ]

Well, a bit. I still find myself mystified.