ACE ATTORNEY AU

[enigmaster]

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[agoodname]

Well. I can't imagine anyone else whose opinion on this matters, quite frankly.

[enigmaster]

...You really don't care, do you? [it's just odd not bad, but odd]

[agoodname]

About their opinion?

Absolutely not. Why should I?

[enigmaster]

I don't know. Most people care about what others think.

[agoodname]

[he shrugs a shoulder] Only as long as it suits my needs.

Theirs clearly doesn't, so why should I bother with it or them?

[enigmaster]

Mm... That makes sense. [Edward carefully, hesitantly, starts reaching out, like he's thinking about taking Oswald's hand, but he. Stops himself. Loses his nerve. He swallows and glances away.] I used to care about what people thought, but that got... exhausting, eventually.

[agoodname]

[Oswald blinks as Edward starts to reach out--but then retreats. And he scoots closer to Edward, then, so their shoulders are almost touching] An opinion from the right person could open doors or win a favor, but unless it has a use, they're hardly important, despite how freely people give them out. Those ones are hardly worth the time anyone puts into them, and a waste of energy.

[enigmaster]

[Edward's breath almost stops for a moment, as Oswald scoots closer.] It seems very important, when you're trying to make people like you. But I never figured out how to do that, so I just gave up on caring about it. Eventually.

[agoodname]

There's....an art to it. So I don't blame you for giving up on it. It's convoluted and annoying, really.

[enigmaster]

I kind of started with a disadvantage already. Trying always just... seemed to make it worse? [And god, he really tried, sometimes. All it had done was make him exhausted.] ...I'm not really sure how I managed it with you. [It. Doesn't feel like he really did anything at all.]

[agoodname]

It's your natural charm, I think. [the corner of his mouth quirks a bit] And...once we got past that first bit, I think we get along quite well.

[enigmaster]

Right, that charm that definitely exists. [lol ok] ...I think so, too. I didn't... really like you much, at first, but. [You were kind of a shit at first, Oswald.] Obviously I changed my mind about that...

[agoodname]

I thought you were just some guy paid by the mafia to take the fall, baring actually murdering someone.

[he hums a bit] You're not the type, though.

[enigmaster]

Not really, no. [The thought of the mafia paying him off is... hilarious, really.] I'm not really the... taking the fall for someone type. At least, not... intentionally. [...] But being accused of things I didn't do, that part was nothing new, really.

[agoodname]

[Oswald huffs a bit at that] That was obvious in the whole apathy bit.

[enigmaster]

Ah... yeah. It was just... more of the same, you know? Just a little more extreme than getting in trouble at school or whatever.

[agoodname]

Marginally more extreme, yes. [dryly--and glancing up at the sky starts to darken. He wants to ask about that--about the apathy, and about his willingness to essentially go to jail (and, really, his death) simply to spite Oswald.

But now's not the time or place]

We should be getting home, I think.

[enigmaster]

[Edward glances up, as well, when Oswald says that. Ah, right.]

...Mhm, right. Let's.

[He'll start packing things up back in the basket.]

[agoodname]

[Oswald will help with that, and then with folding up the blanket, and then moving out of the park to hail a taxi to take them home. And start thinking about turning that study into a second bedroom]