ACE ATTORNEY AU

[enigmaster]

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[enigmaster]

[Edward blinks as he takes the card, just... looking at it, for a moment.] ...Does it, really.

[agoodname]

"Yeah. I mean...." [he shrugs] "They mostly like to go to strip clubs or Vegas and just drink and do drugs. That's about it. Same old, same old, y'know?"

[enigmaster]

So you'd rather follow around someone who claims to see ghosts.

[agoodname]

"I mean...do a lot of the ghosts you see like to go to strip clubs or Vegas and drink or do drugs?"

[enigmaster]

I don't think those really do anything for them.

[agoodname]

"In that case, yeah, I would." [he's just...honest?? Pretty chill.]

[enigmaster]

And you don't think I'm just insane or something.

[agoodname]

"I mean, y' might be." [he shrugs] "But why's that matter?"

[enigmaster]

Why wouldn't it?

[agoodname]

"Because it's a job. And I'm paid to do it and keep my mouth shut, so that's what I do. So whatever you gotta do, you do it, and I'd help out and make sure nobody kicks your ass for it.

Your reasons for doing whatever you're doing are your reasons. I'm not here to judge that."

[enigmaster]

Hm. [He doesn't know what to feel or think about that right now. His capacity to do either of those is kind of reaching its limit, honestly.] Well-- [He's interrupted, though, by the sudden flickering of the lights in the hallway. Does that happen in a building this nice...?] Oh, for...

[agoodname]

[and Butch blinks, glancing up at the lights]

"....huh. Power surge?"

[enigmaster]

No. [And one of the lights actually shatters.] Tantrum.

[agoodname]

[yep gonna duck a bit away from that glass, instinctively shifting into a bit more of a, well...stronger stance.]

"...tantrum. Alright."

[he glances at Edward, then]

"And how exactly do we make the tantrum stop?"

[enigmaster]

Have you ever tried to stop a child crying in a public space? You just have to wait it out. [There's a slight pause, as Edward glances over at... absolutely nothing. Just looking incredibly tired.] I'm comparing you to a child because you're acting like one. Honestly.

[agoodname]

[.....welp. Butch just...folds his arms to watch. But also keeping an eye on those lights because honestly he does not want to get glass on him or this kid and this is already

super weird

but he's been in some pretty strange, not great situations so...just add this to the list]

[enigmaster]

Yes, because I was having a conversation. No, don't-- [And that's another light shattering. Edward sighs.] ...Are you done?

[agoodname]

"Geez. Ain't this one ever heard of manners?"

[enigmaster]

Definitely not. ...I'm not dealing with this right now. [Yep, guess what, Edward's just going to! Start walking down the hall! ...Even as another light shatters. He doesn't even blink or flinch or anything. But that, uh, sure is happening.]

[agoodname]

[this is all...crazy. But listen. In for a penny, in for a pound, and he kind of really wants to see where this is going, so he'll follow]

[enigmaster]

[Edward gets to the elevator, when...] Don't. [He's... definitely not talking to Butch, though.] I swear, if-- [But... the lights in the elevator start to flicker anyway... before they go out. And Edward swallows.] ...Great.

[agoodname]

".....so. Trip down the stairs?"

[enigmaster]

[Edward pauses at that. ...It's the 32nd goddamn floor. But there's no way he's getting into the elevator like this. A small dark space? No thank you. However, the only alternative is... going back home. Which he'd. Rather not, right now. So.] ...I guess. [To the stairs he goes. BECAUSE THIS MIGHT AS WELL HAPPEN.]

[agoodname]

[right. Butch is totally tagging along] "Well. At least it's down and not up." [js]

[enigmaster]

Mhm... [It's still a shitload of floors, though. It'll take a bit to get down.]