ACE ATTORNEY AU

[enigmaster]

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[enigmaster]

"Y... I... Uh..." [Oh, he's really stammering now. At a loss for words, after that. He's paled a bit.] "Well, uh. I mean, might be they're still here somewhere... Always takes forever for anyone to actually get around and..." [...] "...I'll just take a look." [And he vanishes into his office. Meanwhile, Edward is staring at Oswald a little.]

[agoodname]

You do that. [DRY AS A DESERT. His mouth presses into a line and he narrows his eyes, lowering his voice and turning his head a bit over his shoulder so Edward can hear him, but keeping his eyes on the door in case he comes back] He's hiding something. I know the type.

[enigmaster]

Oh. [Oh, indeed. He's a little... swept away, right now? It's... a strange feeling.] I didn't really question it, when it happened, but... I guess... [Edward was ready to give up the second his key no longer fit, honestly.]

[agoodname]

He's definitely trying to play us. Pretending like he doesn't know anything. [:/] He probably still has all of your things, he just doesn't want to give them to you. [he scowls, folding his arms over his chest momentarily]

[enigmaster]

[Edward's about to speak, but then the door opens up again and he goes quiet. And there's our oh so reliable landlord, looking very put out.]

"Alright, here." [And that's a box alright, which he's putting down on the floor. He folded pretty quick when presented with an actual lawyer, but. That makes sense. People like this kind of rely on not being challenged.] "Guess I must've overlooked it. Now, will you just get out already?"

[agoodname]

In a moment. We need to make sure, as stated, that the items are in the same condition as they were left. [and Oswald leans down to pick up the box, tucking his cane under his arm.] Mr. Nygma? Would you do me the favor of inspecting your items to ensure that they are all there and in proper condition? I'd hate for anything to get left behind or have been broken.

[enigmaster]

Oh, um. Sure... [And Edward is just... going to take a look inside the box. Just... check out what's in there. It's not a lot, but that's about right.] It looks okay. [Which kind of confirms that the landlord was full of shit all along and everything's just been boxed up for later the whole time. Probably hasn't had time to sort through it all yet.]

[agoodname]

Excellent. I'm glad to hear it. [and he'll...hand Edward the box, because he needs to use his cane lol. And he turns back to the landlord.] Mr. Lyon. I'll be in touch if we find anything else gone awry with Mr. Nygma's possessions. Good day. [and with that he's turning, moving to usher Edward out]

[enigmaster]

[The landlord looks livid, but also doesn't really wanna pick a fight, so he just grumbled and slams the door of his office behind him as the two leave. Edward feels a little numb, at first, as they walk out. Just holding the box, looking a little... surprised, maybe? He wasn't really expecting it to go like that. He's not sure what he was expecting.]

[agoodname]

Well. Good riddance to that cretin. [he's scowling, and is going to just flag down a taxi to take them back to his apartment]

[enigmaster]

Mhm. [Edward is just... watching Oswald. Staring kind of.]

[agoodname]

Anyway, I doubt you should have to--[and he's looking over, then, pausing when he notices Edward staring].....what? [he frowns a bit] Do I have something on my face?

[enigmaster]

[FUCK Edward quickly glances away.] No, not at all. That was just... kind of impressive, that's all.

[agoodname]

[Oswald blinks, once, startled---and then feels his entire face seem to heat up almost at once, even as stomach goes all funny] Ah, well, you know...when you say enough words at someone like that and talk about owing money, they usually fold fairly quickly.

[enigmaster]

Still... [LISTEN, EDWARD IS IMPRESSED... and feeling weird for some reason and he's not sure what's up with that but he kind of wants to scream internally forever maybe He swallows, instead.] Thank you for the help.

[agoodname]

Of course. [Oswald is, currently, internally screaming because that's??? cute. that's cute??? he thought that was impressive??? it really wasn't much, just a lot of words, and what were they going to do, just leave his stuff there? but his stomach is all twisted into knots and aaaaaAAAAAHHHH????? He swallows, anyway, as the taxi arrives] We couldn't just leave your stuff there, after all. [and he's reaching out to open the door to the taxi so they can both climb in.]

[enigmaster]

It isn't as if you had to, though. I just... appreciate that you did. [And he'll get in because mmMMMMMMM how does he even deal with. all of this. oh god.]

[agoodname]

Oh. [SMOOTH, OSWALD. 'OH' IS VERY SMOOTH. SLDKFHSDLKHF he'll just follow Edward into the taxi] I was, ah...happy to do so. I'm glad we were able to get your things.

[enigmaster]

[Edward looks to the side, out the window, because that way he can kind of hide the slight blush on his face. HE FEELS LIKE.... A MESS]

[agoodname]

[GREAT BECAUSE OSWALD FEELS LIKE HIS EARS ARE ON FIRE AND DEFINITELY ALSO HIS FACE

COOL]

I...um...there's supposed to be a concert in the park this weekend. I was thinking of going, perhaps.

[enigmaster]

[Edward blinks, looking up. Uh. Hm?] Oh, um. Yeah? [HMMM???]

[agoodname]

[YEAH? yeah. yeah okay] A coworker mentioned it to me. Did you--ah, that is, if you want-- I don't know if you have any interest in jazz or not--

[enigmaster]

[......wait] ...Do... you want me to go with you?

[agoodname]

[asdlkfhsldkf] If...if you'd like to. [HELP] I-I figured if I'm going, then we could perhaps both go, since you're staying with me for now, so it'd be strange to go on my own. Of course, if jazz isn't something that interests you, then you don't have to come, I just thought, if you do-- [someone save this boy]

[enigmaster]

[He's kind of... rambling. ...Why's that sort of cute?] No, um. [Oswald please calm down for two seconds and let the boy answer you.] I'd like to. Sure.