First post, whoo!

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

[There's what seems to be a hobo asleep on a bench, not-so-quietly snoring. Leave him be? Bother him? Push him off? ...Give him 20 bucks?]

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[frilly-da.livejournal.com]

[Edgeworth has one better: DRAG HIM SHOPPING. But honestly, a bench? Horrible.]

Wright... Are you seriously...?

[Oh god he really is asleep. ...He taps him on the shoulder.]

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

[Yes, he's seriously sleeping on a bench. Unfortunately, he's learned to withstand small pokes like that when sleeping (having a loud teenage daughter and all), just mumbling and going back to snoozing.]

...mm, need more pudding...

[frilly-da.livejournal.com]

[...He taps him on the shoulder again, speaking a little more loudly this time.]

Wright? Wake up! This is really no place to be sleeping.

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

[Alright, alright, fine. He straightens up, blinking a few times.]

...Oh. Morning, Edgeworth.

[frilly-da.livejournal.com]

...Good morning, Wright. I hope you slept well. [Saaaarcasm.]

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Very well, actually. Thanks for asking.

[Right back at'cha. ...Though he might not be joking as much as he sounds like he is.]

[frilly-da.livejournal.com]

Wright, aren't you aware you could be arrested for sleeping out here?

[Oh, wait. Weren't you also wearing the same thing last time he saw you!?]

And don't you have any other sets of clothes!?

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Those noodles were so filling and this bench looked comfortable. What can I say?

[Phoenix looks down at himself as a stands up, dusting off his clothes.]

...Somewhere...

[frilly-da.livejournal.com]

[Sigh.]

...Wright, what would you say if I offered to accompany you on a trip to the department store? You can't go around dressed like that... It's improper.

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

I see nothing wrong with it, but... if you insist.

[frilly-da.livejournal.com]

Alright. Excellent.

[Hey, that was easier than expected.]

Where would you like to go?

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[acehobo.livejournal.com]

[Don't do a victory dance too soon, Edgeworth.]

Hm...

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Wherever's cheapest.

[frilly-da.livejournal.com]

...

[How did he know you'd say something like that.]

Er, I'll buy it. As a gift. You can choose wherever you'd like.

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Well. That's nice of you, Edgeworth.

...But I don't really know many places except cheap ones anyway.

[frilly-da.livejournal.com]

...I can decide, then. I know a nice place, not too far from here. You'll look presentable in no time.

[And a lot less like a hobo. And a lot less embarrassing to appear with in public.]

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a plan.

[Edgey, Phoenix is now like a baby chick following your trail.]

[frilly-da.livejournal.com]

Mm. We'll take my car, if that's alright with you.

[He starts walking down the street, to where his car is oh-so-conveniently parked.]

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

Y'know, I forgot you drove. Same car?

[Phoenix paces to walk beside him, looking around, as though the car might be right there on the sidewalk.]

[frilly-da.livejournal.com]

Of course.

...That reminds me, did you ever end up getting a license yourself, Wright?

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

[...And he just laughs at that.]

That would imply I can afford a car.

[frilly-da.livejournal.com]

You don't need a car to get a license...

[And here they come up on Edgeworth's fancy bright red sports car. Fabulous. He gets out his keys, and unlocks the doors for the both of them.]

Ah. Here we are.

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

It's not very useful without a car. And I somehow doubt you'd let me drive yours.

[dhjfhd fabulous Phoenix makes his way around to the passenger side, looking the car over with an impressed whistle before stepping in.]

No bodies in the trunk, right?

[frilly-da.livejournal.com]

Hm. No, but I'm sure Detective Gumshoe would let you drive his. That is, if he still has it.

[And Edgeworth steps into the driver's seat. Mind the leather, Nick.]

...I sincerely hope not. I don't need you being accused of murder again.

[acehobo.livejournal.com]

I think I can survive without a car, anyway.

[And seat belt gets clicked on. Safety first!]

Sheesh, that would be how many times now..?

[It's probably not a good thing if you're losing count, Phoenix.]