ACE ATTORNEY AU

[enigmaster]

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[agoodname]

Then what could such a poor little pawn do to attract your ire? [8)]

[enigmaster]

As I said before... It knows what it did. And so do you.

[agoodname]

I always know what I'm doing, Edward. That's a given~

[enigmaster]

Mhm. I don't doubt that whatsoever. [A slight eyeroll. Oswald. Please.] ...Well. I still have my wins, anyway, so I'm good.

[agoodname]

And I have my pawn. So I am also good.

[enigmaster]

Great, well. Everybody wins. Except all those other pawns.

[agoodname]

Yes, well, my goal wasn't to get those other pawns back, so they hardly matter. [he rolls the one in his hand between thumb and index finger] Just this one.

[enigmaster]

Mhm, well. Good, then.

[He's just. Going to start putting the chess set away.]

[agoodname]

[and Oswald will help him, of course, fingers accidentally brushing across the back of his hand. He pauses, though, just before he puts that pawn away, considering it. Before he just smirks a bit to himself and pushes to his feet, walking over to place it on the mantle above the fireplace]

[enigmaster]

Oh. My god. [OSWALD COBBLEPOT] You know the game is missing a pawn, now.

[agoodname]

That's fine. When we play again, I'll just take it down from the mantle. [and he'll waltz back over, obviously pleased with himself, and plop himself onto the couch]

[enigmaster]

[Edward rolls his eyes and just... sits down next to Oswald. This is so stupid.

But. He kind of wants to just chill, now. He's. Just gonna pull out his phone.]

[agoodname]

[and Oswald just....tilts sideways a bit, so their shoulders are touching.]

[enigmaster]

[...Edward leans into it, a little, as he occupies himself with some phone sudoku.]

[agoodname]

[and Oswald will just...relax into that a bit, leaning his head on Edward's shoulder, watching him do phone sudoku for a bit. It's...soothing. Nice.]

[enigmaster]

[It's a bit of time of just... sitting there, relaxing. Nothing much happening. Just Oswald, there, close, and the numbers of the game. It keeps him grounded enough.]

[agoodname]

[After he's finished about four or five rounds of sudoku (extra difficult)--he'll speak up]

Edward?

[enigmaster]

[Edward doesn't look up, really. He's still a bit distracted.] Hm?

[agoodname]

Can I ask you about Halloween?

[enigmaster]

[And... Oswald will probably feel Edward tensing up, at that. There's silence, at first.] ...What about it?

[agoodname]

Just...what happened? You mentioned getting trapped in a small space, but...I can't see that happening on accident.

[enigmaster]

...It... didn't, no. [Edward's quiet a bit more, again. Looking at his phone, before putting it down and... sitting up a bit more.] It was, um... It's kind of a whole thing, I guess...

[agoodname]

[Oswald sits up a bit, too, but still stays close, so he can look at Edward] What happened?

[enigmaster]

Um... Okay. So... [Edward swallows. This isn't a story he's shared before.] So back in high school, when I was fifteen... Well. I'd switched schools a lot, already, and when I got to that one the rumors about me kind of started early. It... wasn't great. It made it kind of hard to really talk to anyone, you know? But, um... There was this boy. Thomas, but insisted on being called Tommy... He wasn't scared off by the things people were saying about me. He thought it was really interesting, actually. That's what he said, when he sought me out to talk about it.

[agoodname]

["Interesting."

Ah.

Well.]

So...he wanted to talk to you about the rumors surrounding you.