[OPEN] I am a still pond on a clear day

[prosecutory]

Who: Miles Edgeworth and Y-O-U, that means YOU.
When: IC: 03/10-03/13 (OOC: 09/20-09-27)
Where: Errywhere. (Game Center [???], the gym, the junkyard)
What: Not just any Edgeworth. Zenworth, because #earthproblems...expect him to be more chill and affable than usual.
Rating/Warning: G for go forth and tag me

[OPTION A: GAME CENTER]

[Edgeworth isn't the ViViD type and the only times you'll find him in it are when he gets glitched into the virtual world and when he is dragged into it against his will. And yet, he stops in his tracks in front of the CERES Game Center to peer at the new games and the smash hits they're offering. So instead of blazing a trail into the building to try them out, he makes a soft tsk sound and shakes his head - not in annoyance, but in amusement. His lips curl into a slight grin.]

These games just get more and more ridiculous. [Not to mention historically inaccurate, but then again, with the sheer number of worlds people are drawn from...]

[He looks like he's deep in thought, as if contemplating whether to try a ridiculous game for a change, then he suddenly turns away to move on. Perhaps he'll bump into you, oops - or maybe not.]

[OPTION B: GYM]

[At least now Edgeworth doesn't have to train in the gardens. He's back in the gym, and he is standing on a mat, practicing punches and kicks at a quick pace, his expression serene as if there's nothing else he'd rather do but stay in fighting shape. He has dressed down for the occasion, wearing only a white shirt with sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a pair of jogging pants (while the gym was gone, he invested in some jogging gear). You can watch him, try to talk to him while he's at it, or wait for him to stop, take several deep breaths, and mop his brow with a small towel.

Somewhere close by is his favorite saber, nestled in its scabbard and waiting for him to begin his sword exercises next. It's most likely propped up on a bench.]

[OPTION C: JUNKYARD]

[This is where things get really interesting.

You wouldn't expect a person like Edgeworth to be in a place like this, right? Neither would you expect him to scrounge up some of the scraps (the bits that aren't metal). Yet here he is, doing just that like it's completely normal. Perhaps he has in his hand a slab of broken wood, or better yet, what looks like a chunk torn off from a punching bag.

He then places his other hand onto the material, and at once electric blue sparks erupt from his fingers as Edgeworth pushes his soul energy into it, causing it to shatter and break into pieces. His hand is still flickering with power after that little episode...

Now would be a good time to ask him where he got powers like that.]

Comments

junkyard!

[worldcup]

Hm. That's interesting... that thing you're doing.

[ She's not sure if he was trying to keep it a secret or not, but in any case, here's a small girl who seems to be rather curious. Hello again, it's been a while, hasn't it? ]

[prosecutory]

[It has, strange small girl who isn't fazed by death or killing people. Edgeworth wasn't keeping it a secret, so he doesn't react violently or abruptly. Instead, he lowers his hands and brushes the debris off one of his palms, and nods in agreement.

Well, Illya was right. This power still fascinated him even though he's been able to do it for months. Thank you, CRAU.]

It is, yes. The effect is akin to that of a stun gun.

[worldcup]

A stun gun? I don't know what that is, [ due to the fact that she's a magi and not because she's from some world that doesn't have any ] but it doesn't sound very powerful.

Gym

[cresthopes]

[After that little incident when he first arrived, he knew that he had to be stronger somehow! While he didn't mind other people helping him out, he certainly wanted to find some way to protect himself and Patamon somehow! As he started running around, that's when he spotted a man nearby.

Hope you don't mind Takeru just staring and wondering how long he's going to keep punching that poor punchbag]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth doesn't mind, at first, as he goes through the motions, pummeling a poor punchbag - thankfully not hard enough to make it crumble to pieces. Once he's done, he lets out a long sigh, walking over to the bench where he left a hand towel along with his sheathed sword and other things. As he takes his towel and begins mopping up the sweat from his brow, he notices a boy - the same boy who had been watching him earlier.]

...What is it?

[He blinks as he continues wiping his forehead, and then moves to his neck.]

[cresthopes]

[As the boy watched, he couldn't help but think maybe he could do the same time he was doing one day. However, here he was, just a little kid and could barely do much of anything. Now that he wasn't in the Digital World anymore, he wasn't even sure if his crest worked anymore. He didn't even know if Patamon can evolve anymore either...

Although his thoughts got cut short when he heard Edgeworth spoke]

...You're really strong aren't you? You sure showed that punching bag that you can do a lot of damage, that's pretty cool! I wish I can do that!

A!

[helmsplitter]

[Forgive him, Edgeworth, for he will still mistake you for Hasebe.

Also, Dotanuki was about to turn into the ViViD game center just as Edgeworth was turning out of it, which means they run smack into each other. Dotanuki isn't that tall, only standing at about 5'6" or so, but hopefully his armored chest doesn't inflict nasty bruises on that cravat.]

Aw crap-- sorry, yo--

[WAIT...... Eyesquint.]

....You're that Hasebe look alike.

FOR THE LAST TIME HE IS NOT HASEBE -

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth flinches at the impact and steps back. It hurts, colliding with a guy in armor, but he brushes that off easily enough when normally he would tell the other person off for bumping into him.]

Ah, it's quite all right...

[There's that name again. He blinks, but otherwise doesn't flip his lid over being associated with this Hasebe guy.]

And, my name is Miles Edgeworth. [He says it evenly, not in chastisement. It's like a casual reminder more than anything else.]

He is Edgebe, I see.

[helmsplitter]

[Ah, right, that was his name. Miles Edgeworth. It has always been harder on Dotanuki to recognize and remember Western names, and he's still not over how much this guy looks like his former comrade. Still, it'd be rude to not at least try to remember it.]

Didn't hurt you, did I?

[He takes a step back and adjusts the armor plating around his neck.]

a;

[flaredo]

... What is this? Do my eyes deceive me?? Mr. Edgeworth in front of a game center??

[ YANG BEING OVERLY THEATRICAL-- ]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth regards Yang not with a flustered look or a lot of flailing, or even a vehement objection.

He just shrugs and shakes his head, completely unfazed.]

Is there anything wrong with passing by, Yang?

[flaredo]

Weren't you actually looking at it a little longer than that?

[ Jiiii. ]

junkyard!!

[manolia]

[Gears, parts of motors, metal bits; Chibi's picking through what Edgeworth isn't, making a careful line through the junkyard. It doesn't inspire him the way raw materials might, but more like a puzzle: how to put these discarded and worn pieces into something that he can use, or that the colony can use? Tired and displaced as he is, these days, it's calming to know there's one thing within his control.]

[It's the sudden sound of something snapping a few feet away that causes him to whip his head around and jump, nearly dropping his Pile o' Parts. This guy... What is he doing, breaking things down? Moreover, what was that power?? It's very... Sparky, his mind lamely suggests.]

Ah-- That power, what was that, exactly? If I may ask, that is.

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth turns from where he drops the last remaining bits of what had previously been a broken plank of wood back into the scrap heap.]

It's called Soul Menace, and it entails projecting the energy from your soul into an offensive attack. If you know what a stun gun is, my power works rather like one.

[He's still not quite used to talking about powers...like this...so casually. Even if he has long established that his CRAU powers are real.]

[manolia]

[Why is he breaking random things? Chibi bends to pick up a chip of wood from the pile, inspecting it; it's burnt around the edges, leaving trails of black soot on his fingertips.]

I don't, but I think I get the gist of it. Very... Menacing. [He looks a little too self-satisfied at the joke for a moment...]

[But he snaps back to himself a moment later.] Though, you mention a soul... It didn't look like the soul energy I'm familiar with, nor did I sense it. [He looks down to his hand, where a point of blue light is collecting. Yep, wakfu still exists, so... How strange, the difference.]

Game Center!

[ineptus]

[Unlike certain grumpy old men, Mabel (as a young pre-teen girl) loves the Game Center. And so when she ends up bumping into him, it's on her way to go try out some of these new games. But, as mentioned, she runs into him, head down as she's texting someone or another. Oops! At least she isn't going full tail or anything, so it's just a mild bump.]

Oh! Oh, sorry about that....

[With a glance up though, that sheepish look turns into a bright smile!]

Mister Edgeworth, hi! Were you here to play some of the games too?

[If not, you might have to play a round now that she's caught you!]

[prosecutory]

[He can't help but give Mabel a small smile back despite the bump, but he is quick to shake his head.]

Oh, no, Mabel. I was just passing by.

[Make him play. Edgeworth might actually say yes.]

Game Center

[heiwana]

[ Kousetsu hasn't stopped by the game center in awhile no. Though it does remind him of that one time he, Souza and Sayo went together. He was only meant to cross it in passing but now that he's here he might actually have to stop inside to play some shogi. It helped take his mind off of things and was a good method for him to wind down. It's only until he bumps into Edgeworth that he's shaken from his thoughts.

He'll bow politely and silently. ]

I am sorry. I was not looking where I was going. [ Have one sword spirit in priest robes bowing at you Edgeworth! ]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth blinks and steps back. He was bumping into a lot of people lately, but for some reason, it didn't...bother him too much.

Oh, this guy was bowing. How respectful...although not required.]

That's...quite all right.

[heiwana]

[ Don't mind him. He's just super polite?! In any case Kousetsu will straighten as he looks at the gaming center and its flashing contents. ]

Are you familiar with these...games? [ Maybe he could learn a bit more. He's been meaning to go back but lots of things have happened of course. ]

Option C

[feytality]

Woaaaaaaaaaah!

[don't mind Maya, joining the peanut gallery and openly staring at what Edgeworth's doing. How did she get here? Why is she here? Who knows. But she's definitely impressed]

I can't believe you did something that cool!

[what a pal, that Maya]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth is surprised to hear Maya's voice in a place like this. He has to wonder what she's doing here...there are no burger joints or ramen places around this part of the colony, he thinks.]

Sometimes I can't believe I can do that, either. This is one of the powers I received when I was sent to another world.

[feytality]

[gosh, Edgeworth, don't be so judgmental!! She works out!!!]

[But her interest is immediately piqued. She knew Edgeworth was also kidnapped away from home before ending up there, but the powers are new.]

Really? What else can you do?

game center

[stagewright]

[ Trucy usually works in the arcade area, which isn't too far off...and the reason Edgeworth bumped into her is probably because she may or may not have been following him to see what he was up to from sheer curiosity. ]

Whoops! [ At least she's good at catching her balance. ]

[prosecutory]

Oof -

[Edgeworth quickly steps away from whoever he bumped into this time, and glances down to see the top of a blue top hat.]

Hello, Trucy. Are you all right?