ACE ATTORNEY AU

[enigmaster]

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[agoodname]

"Good night, Edward. Sleep well."

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[enigmaster]

[It's the middle of the night when Edward wakes up. He squints a little into the dark, as he hears just the worst wailing sound.] Oh, come on... [He glances at the time and then pulls a pillow over his head. Trying to block out the noise of the ghost standing by the bed.] It's 3 AM, do we really have to do this now? [But the sound doesn't stop. Edward knows the type. Dead for an awful long time, now, and probably under bad circumstances. They tend to be like this. So he knows there's no reasoning with this one. Well. Getting decent sleep was nice for the one night it lasted. With a sigh, he gets up.] Okay, just... Let me get dressed first, if you don't mind...

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[enigmaster]

[When Oswald gets up... No Edward.

His stuff is there. The box, the clothes, the books, all of that. What's gone is his phone, the lockpick set, and the spare key Oswald gave him.

Just. No Edward in sight.]

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[agoodname]

[at first, there's a moment of dread, panic--that he really did succeed in chasing him off.

But...his things are still here. At least, the box is.

After a moment and a few calming breaths, Oswald goes to retrieve his phone, sending off a text to the number that was on Edward's rap sheet as he brushes his teeth]

Everything okay?

[enigmaster]

[...no response right now]

[agoodname]

[squid???? SQUID???]

this is Oswald btw

[enigmaster]

[...nope, nothing]

[agoodname]

....at least tell me you haven't been captured by whomever it is that cut my breaks

[enigmaster]

[still nothing]

[agoodname]

[RING RING PHONE CALL]

[enigmaster]

[hey uh

so

no response]

[agoodname]

[HEY EDWARD WHAT THE FUCK he's not going to call the police because he can't do that, that would be a terrible idea SO HE'S JUST GONNA TRY AND SEE IF THERE'S A THING ONLINE FOR TRACKING SOMEONE'S PHONE GPS??? HE DOESN'T KNOW HOW THIS WORKS BUT HE'S GONNA GIVE IT A SHOT]

[enigmaster]

[Well if he manages to get that working, he'll find Edward's phone is located in

kind of a shitty part of Gotham. Not the most dangerous, but the part full of old buildings that should probably have been renovated two decades ago. It's at least a little sketchy. Geez, that's a little far to walk, too.]

[agoodname]

[what the ever loving fuck welp he's going to throw on some slacks and a tshirt and grab his cane and BOLT OUT THE DOOR because NO TIME TO LOSE CLEARLY]

[enigmaster]

[The good news is the GPS signal isn't really moving, so no worries about losing it as he makes his way there.

And it really is just lots and lots of old buildings there. The signal seems to be coming from... inside one of them? It looks abandoned. Well. Really, most of these haven't had someone (legally) living in them in some time, so that's not surprising.

Honestly, it looks like it's falling apart...]

[agoodname]

[RIGHT COOL he's going to just move his way over there, picking through the rubble a bit. He doesn't want to yell, just in case whomever may have taken Edward is still around so he'll just maneuver his way over there. It's a little difficult with his cane, but--he's managing]

[enigmaster]

[As he goes in, he'll see... Edward. Just. There. He's leaning against a wall, sitting on the ground, and he seems to be... asleep?]

[agoodname]

Edward? [yep he's going to be picking up his pace, even as his ankle twinges.] Edward!

[enigmaster]

[Edward groans a little and... blinks, bleary-eyed.] Huh...? [Is he still dreaming, because he almost thought he just heard Oswald.]

[agoodname]

Edward! [his name again, and he's almost reached him] Are you alright?

[enigmaster]

Oswald? [He blinks again. Oh. Oh, no, that was... real? That's. Unexpected.] Yeah, I'm... fine? [Why wouldn't he be? He takes off his glasses to rub at his eyes for a moment. Damn, he's tired...]

[agoodname]

You're--what are you doing out here? [he can't help but sound utterly baffled and he looks, well....significantly less put-together than he ever likes to]

[enigmaster]

Uh. [Geez, how does he even explain that.] I just... had to take care of something? ...And I guess I fell asleep for a bit. [oops]

[agoodname]

[hey Edward wtf] I guess you did. [he presses his lips together, then] Next time could you just--I don't know--leave a note? I know, it's not like someone cut my brakes or tried to frame you for murder or anything, but just a note to say that you haven't been kidnapped by some shadowy organization or the mafia or something would be helpful. [HIS VOICE IS DESERT DRY]

[enigmaster]

Oh. [Yeah, guess what Edward hadn't. Thought about. At all. And he winces a little.] I... Sorry. I hadn't thought... um...