ACE ATTORNEY AU

[enigmaster]

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[agoodname]

"That makes sense if you've never dealt with it before." [he considers again, for a minute] "....what do you want the result to be, once you talk to him?"

[enigmaster]

... I don't know.

[agoodname]

"So it's all one big...unknown."

[enigmaster]

Yeah. Kind of.

[agoodname]

"I can see why that would be rather confusing and stressful."

[enigmaster]

Kinda.

[...]

I don't know. I guess I'll just talk to him and... we'll see.

[agoodname]

"That's probably your best bet, yes. If you're not sure how you want the situation to pan out."

[enigmaster]

Mhm.

...Sure.

[He doesn't know... what he's expecting out of this. Just. Wait and see. Okay.]

[agoodname]

"....it doesn't make the wait time any easier, does it."

[enigmaster]

No. Not really. [Knowing his luck it'll go poorly. So, you know.]

[agoodname]

"....do you want to play chess in the mean time?"

[enigmaster]

[Edward kind of raises his head at that.] ...Yeah. Sure. [That'll keep him occupied.]

[agoodname]

"Lovely. I think Oswald keeps the chess set on the shelf over here..."

[and he'll just...direct Edward to where the chess set is so he can set it up and they can just pass the time and play until Oswald gets back]

[enigmaster]

[It'll probably be an odd sight for Oswald, once he gets back. Edward sitting by a chess board, seemingly playing against... no one. Himself?]

[agoodname]

[he's actually....home a bit late. By at least a solid three hours. Normally he's home around six--his key doesn't turn in the door until around nine. And he's going to drag himself inside, pulling off his coat and hanging it up, looking a bit like he's been through the wringer, rubbing at one of his eyes. Unfortunately, this smudges his eyeliner, and he seems to have forgotten that he was wearing it.]

[enigmaster]

[It is late. Which hasn't been great for Edward's anxiety, but, well. Nothing to do about that. He looks up in surprise, when Oswald enters, looking... not great. Oh.] ...Welcome back.

[agoodname]

Ah...good evening. Apologies, I didn't mean to be out so late. [yep just gonna toe off his shoes, starting to pad a bit closer]

[enigmaster]

That's... alright. [...] Long day...?

[agoodname]

Yes. Today was....difficult. In terms of the case. [he rubs a hand over his eyes] Have you eaten yet?

[enigmaster]

Not yet, no.

[He was kind of just busy distracting himself, he forgot about that.]

[agoodname]

Is take out alright?

[enigmaster]

Yeah, that's fine.

[agoodname]

Dumplings from that place down the street?

[enigmaster]

Mhm, sure.

[...

This feels very awkward.]

[agoodname]

[JUST. A. BIT. right just gonna.....order dinner....Y E P this is all fine. And once that's done he'll just...sit down on the couch. and glance at the chess board] ....did you get my chess board out?