ACE ATTORNEY AU

[enigmaster]

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[enigmaster]

[Edward's... a little distracted. So he's not so much ignoring Oswald as not really hearing him. Walking over to the cabinet. ...He'll just? Open that?]

[agoodname]

[just as his hand reaches for the doors, they fly open, revealing....a bunch of cleaning supplies.] Edward? [Oswald's coming over then. The tapping still seems to be coming from inside this cabinet, though.]

[enigmaster]

Ah... [He stares a little. Cleaning supplies... That's normal. But he can still... hear the tapping. Hm.] ...Hello?

[agoodname]

[at the sound of his voice, the tapping gets more frantic. It sounds like it might be coming from the very back of the cabinet, behind the cleaning supplies. Maybe even behind the cabinet itself?? Oswald has come close enough now, but clearly Edward's on to something, so he's simply watching]

[enigmaster]

... [Yeah, okay, first he'll move the cleaning supplies out of the way, but. If that doesn't lead to anything, he'll straight up just. Push the cabinet out of the way.]

[agoodname]

[once he moves the cleaning supplies out of the way, he'll find a small latch at the very bottom back of the cabinet. It seems to be rusted shut, however. Oswald is just...peering over Edward's shoulder, trying to figure out what he's up to]

[enigmaster]

Hm...

[Well, alright. He's... gonna see if there's anything around he can use to deal with a rusted latch. It's a lab, there must be something.]

[agoodname]

[Oswald blinks as Edward moves] What--what is it? What are you looking for? [he's going to try and peer into the cabinet to see what he's got an interest in]

[enigmaster]

Ah...

[Oh, right, Oswald. He got a little caught up in the whole thing...]

I need something to open a rusty latch...

[agoodname]

Ah, then we'll need vinegar--[Oswald straightens, starting to look through the chemicals in the lab.

The frantic tapping has now turned into a full-on pounding of a fist against a wall]

[enigmaster]

[Yeah, Edward's looking too. Pausing now and then to glance over at the cabinet, because boy, that's a worry...]

Find anything...?

[agoodname]

I'm not seeing any vinegar. But...is it held in by screws? [he's digging through one of the other cabinets] Because I think I found a screwdriver and a set of heads for it. [listen, he is not handy at all but in lieu of vinegar, this will have to do.]

[enigmaster]

It's worth a shot. Um, let me just... [He'll take that, Oswald, don't worry. And, if necessary, maybe some of the cleaning supplies can at least lubricate the latch a little... if it becomes necessary. Time to try to get this latch open. Is it gonna work?]

[agoodname]

[with some elbow grease, he will eventually manage to get those screws out. He doesn't open the latch so much as take the entire thing off. And once he does, the door will jerk open, flipping up the entire back of the cabinet to reveal an opening just big enough to venture into if one crawls. Oswald jumps a bit in surprise at the sudden movement.] What the-- [Edward could go crawling in there if he wants to...but considering the smell of rotting that's coming from inside, he might want to hold off. Oswald himself is grabbing for his handkerchief to press it to his nose]

[enigmaster]

Oh... That's not great. [Yep, okay, he's just pressing his sleeve to his nose, trying to block that out.] ... [Yep, okay, he's... gonna pull out his phone first, turning the flashlight on. Just. Taking a look. Anything visible without having to like... go in?]

[agoodname]

I'd say not. [muffled, behind the handkerchief. And no, there isn't anything immediately visible. But then, it's a good thing Edward already has the flashlight on his phone on, because the lights sputter and flicker out. Oswald can't help but suck in a breath, going a bit rigid.] What on Earth-- [it also might be getting a bit colder in there.]

[enigmaster]

... [Ah. It's one of the dramatic ones.] Mhm. [He'll just keep the flashlight on, then. And he'll stand over by Oswald for a moment, patting him on the arm.] It's alright.

[agoodname]

[.....] Is it? Because this feels rather u-unusual. [his breath stutters in his throat as a shiver goes through him as the temperature dramatically drops--before he jumps, hand reaching out and instinctively latching onto Edward's as a beaker shatters]

[enigmaster]

[Edward, meanwhile, doesn't even blink.] Oh, no, this is pretty normal, really. [He'll look around the room. It's dark, sure, but... anything visible?]

[agoodname]

This is normal?! [Oswald's voice rises, cracking just a bit--and another beaker shatters as the temperature continues to drop.

There isn't anything visible--until a hand materializes, suddenly, grabbing the back of Oswald's coat and jerking him back, dragging him across the lab with a hard, fast yank.]

"TRAITOR!"

[it's practically a roar, angry, distorted--not that Oswald can hear it. He can only gasp, eyes wide, cane going clattering from his hand to the floor, as he's practically flung across the lab, slamming into the counter--which makes him yelp because ow]

[enigmaster]

Ah-- Oswald! [That's the first thing that startles him. Because now it's Oswald who's affected. Edward starts moving over to him, though he pauses, his eyes narrowed. If he could see where the ghost was, this would be a lot easier. ...Whatever. He keeps moving, to Oswald.] A-Are you okay...?

[agoodname]

[yep his hip sure is on fire because ow that hurt--and Oswald's bracing himself against the counter, sucking in a breath through his teeth.] I've had worse. [His voice is a snarl, eyes darting around the room in the barely-lit dark, as if trying to fruitlessly to see what's after them. Edward will see it first, of course. A hulking mass of rot and red, flesh starting to slough off bones, maggots crawling out of crevices. Blood spattered down the front. It looks about ready to make another lunge for the two of them] "Thief! Betrayer!" [it howls, throwing itself in their direction]

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[enigmaster]

[That's still not great, though. But Edward looks over and... Oh. Oh, that's... fun. Honestly, he's staring just a little. He might be used to this sort of thing, but a sight like that is still kind of a lot. Something... Something very bad happened here. And thats never great. However, anything he might be feeling is kind of drowned out by... something else.]

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[enigmaster]

[Edward pulls Oswald out of the way, a little, just to be safe. Get them both out of the way of that lunge. And then... Then Edward stands up a little straighter, eyes narrowed, staring the mass down.] Excuse me.

[agoodname]

[Oswald sucks in a breath as Edward pulls him back--and he watches as Edward's back straightens, facing down...something. Whatever's coming after them. His eyes flick between him and the empty air in front of them, tense, waiting. The hulking thing snarls, teeth gnashing as it looms over the two of them. He definitely has its attention] "skin him alive for this--!" [and it starts making a move to reach for them]