Is this thing working? Oh man I hope it’s working
I-I’ve never tried to use the internet up here before…
Erm I hope this is going to get through, but I’m not sure with all this spiritual activity I’ll be able to post this…
A-Anyone there?
Long Time, No Turnabout
You don’t know for sure. She lives in the spirit world, she probably knows when someone enters her plane of existence.
[A determined Wright walks past Maya and comes to Edgeworth’s bedside. Carefully, Phoenix takes Edgeworth’s hand-]
[-and brings it around the warm charm. He closes the hand around it, giving a meaningful squeeze.]
You need this more than we do. And like Maya said, we have an extra one. [The man does not let go of the other just yet.]
…I want to make up for what I did, what I’ve brought upon you.
[There is a pause. Edgeworth stares coldly at Wright for a moment - then looks to Maya.]
Miss Fey, if you would please - could you, perhaps, allow me to speak with Wright in private? There’s something I wish to discuss with him, but I’m afraid the information is confidential.
[She stands up, smoothing the skirt of her robes. And without warning, gently hugs the prosecutor again.]
I’ll leave on one condition, You accept that magatama.
When we get to Hazakura there should be plenty more for us to use.
Long Time, No Turnabout
[She heaves a heavy sigh of relief as the silence is broken. She smiles at the prosecutor and turns her attention back to the defense.]
Hey Nick.
Let me see your red magatama.
[The lawyer slips his hand into his pocket, a calm expression on his face. He picks the Magatama up and out of his pocket, rolling it over in his palm and cradling it softly.]
Sure. But why?
Well… I’m going to assume that Dahlia thinks both of us are in possession of one and won’t come after us until she’s sure we don’t. Mr. Edgeworth here on the other hand doesn’t have anything to defend himself with even if it’s a bluff. and mine doesn’t glow anymore because it’s already been used. We’re going to Hazakura temple tomorrow anyway so I figured we’d give him yours for protection. Think of it as a way of apologizing.
Long Time, No Turnabout
A-Ah! S-Sorry Mr. Edgeworth! I’ll be more careful I promise!
[she turns her head towards Nick expectantly… And yet the apology she had been hoping that he would give Edgeworth did not come. Rolling her eyes she heaves a sigh before voicing her opinion.]
You know Nick… An apology would be an easy first step for you. You’re not a vampire, don’t be scared of the light. Now get over here and make it up to this poor man or I’m cutting you off from steel samurai for a week.
I-I know that!
[Coming to terms with his nerves, Wright steps into the room. Head lowered like a wounded kitten, he swallows dryly and looks to the Prosecution.]
…I’m sorry. I…it was wrong of me to punch you.
[For a moment, there is nothing but an uncomfortable silence. Edgeworth tilts his head slightly.]
Apology accepted. I apologize for being unnecessarily antagonistic in a professional setting, of course.
[With the formal apology given, he glances to Maya then back to Wright once again.]
Is that all?
[She heaves a heavy sigh of relief as the silence is broken. She smiles at the prosecutor and turns her attention back to the defense.]
Hey Nick.
Let me see your red magatama.
Long Time, No Turnabout
[Edgeworth is stunned, to say the least. For a moment, he simply sits in the bed, staring blankly at Maya - and then he slowly turns his head, opting to stare blankly at Wright instead.]
[Eventually, he manages to extricate himself from Maya’s grip, with a faint smile.] I suppose it would only be a matter of time before the news reached you lot. Though I’d be careful if I were you, Miss Fey - my arms and ribs have seen better days.
[A pause. His gaze flicks to Wright once again.]
How may I help you?
[Wright knows he’s probably the best company to have at a time like this. He takes in a little breath, bringing up his shoulders slightly as he feels Edgeworth’s gaze.]
We…were worried about you. Maya had a nightmare about…what happened.
[The lawyer stays by the door somewhat. He feels like a vampire, unable to enter the room without permission. A blood sucking monster that isn’t wanted.]
A-Ah! S-Sorry Mr. Edgeworth! I’ll be more careful I promise!
[she turns her head towards Nick expectantly… And yet the apology she had been hoping that he would give Edgeworth did not come. Rolling her eyes she heaves a sigh before voicing her opinion.]
You know Nick… An apology would be an easy first step for you. You’re not a vampire, don’t be scared of the light. Now get over here and make it up to this poor man or I’m cutting you off from steel samurai for a week.
Long Time, No Turnabout
[Edgeworth gives a start at the sound - who could be visiting at this time? Certainly there had been nobody contacting him beforehand to inform him of such…perhaps it was the nurses. Yes, that had to be it - though they typically would not knock at this time of the night…]
[The prosecutor clears his throat, and calls out in puzzled tones.]
Ah…come in. (Whoever you are.)
[Wright’s heart jumps up into his throat. He freezes, staring at the handle of the door. He wants to open it, he does, but something is holding him back. Perhaps it’s fear or uncertainty. But whatever it may be, it doesn’t seem like he’s going to be opening that door anytime soon.]
Move over Nick if you’re gonna be a chicken shit about it I may as well be the one to open it.
[She smashes the door open and runs up to the bed looking him over head to toe to assess how close her dream was to reality. Sadly it was a little too close for comfort, but he was, none the less, alive and breathing. After standing there for a few seconds in shock she bursts out crying and carefully hugs the man in the bed.]
M-Mr. Edgeworth! I’m so glad you’re ok!
Long Time, No Turnabout
I know. And I have felt horrible about that ever since I went home and cooled off not an hour later. It was stupid. But that doesn’t mean I don’t still care for him. He’s…Or, he was my friend. I don’t know if he is anymore. But hey, I’m sure he’d like visitors.
[She closes her eyes, briefly flashing back to the images in her dream; and lets a few tears find their way down her pale cheeks, not making a sound. They ride in silence until the taxi pulls into the off loading station of the hospital. They pay the driver and make their way inside the building.]
So… According to the nurse this is his room…
[she hesitates before knocking gently on the wooden door.]
Long Time, No Turnabout
[The medium watches the defense as he paces around the apartment. Once again there was no answer on the other end of the phone. She heaved a sigh as he hung up his phone. They exchanged glances and prepared to leave in search of the missing prosecutor. She stayed close to Nick as he flagged down a taxi, she couldn’t help but feel bad about not taking action about her nightmare as soon as it happened rather than waiting until the next day]
I hope so too… I just… Wish I had done something sooner… You know?
[Wright sighs and looks to the medium as the rain patters against the window beside him. The windshield wipers go back and forth, becoming a metronome for the melancholy tune that hung over the two.]
I know. And I’m sorry I made us wait…I just- [A frustrated breath.] I wasn’t sure. And I don’t want to get even farther on Edgeworth’s bad side than I already am. Especially since he’s in a dire state…
Well punching him in the face didn’t really help now did it.
And if you’re wondering how I found out about that one try burning the newspapers before I have a chance to read them.
[She finishes snapping at him and heaves a sigh, banging her head against the window to emphasize her exasperation.]
Either way… I’m not even sure if he’ll be happy to see us at all…
Long Time, No Turnabout
[After another attempt to contact the famous prosecutor, Phoenix Wright decides it’s best to check the local hospital. After hearing Maya’s nightmare, his paranoia only skyrocketed from that point forward. They get dressed and ready to go, then leave the little apartment. After locking the door behind them, they make it down to the main street. A taxi is flagged and they’re on their way.]
[Of course, car rides take a bit of time and the weather didn’t make situations any better. The attorney lets out a sigh, drumming his fingers against his leg.]
I hope visiting hours aren’t going to be over.
[The medium watches the defense as he paces around the apartment. Once again there was no answer on the other end of the phone. She heaved a sigh as he hung up his phone. They exchanged glances and prepared to leave in search of the missing prosecutor. She stayed close to Nick as he flagged down a taxi, she couldn’t help but feel bad about not taking action about her nightmare as soon as it happened rather than waiting until the next day]
I hope so too… I just… Wish I had done something sooner… You know?
