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Please tell me this is some idiotic prank.

[ Wow that was a long pause. Phoenix clears his throat slightly. ]

... This is an idiotic prank.

Now tell me that and actually mean it, Wright.

[ Sigh. ]

You can come down to the police station to visit if you don't believe me.

Which station.

[A question born less of needing proof than a matter of needing to see him and see what can be done to help.]

The one a block down from the courthouse.

I'll be there in five minutes.

Okay.

[ He'll just be here... twiddling his thumbs... his usual routine when he gets thrown in jail. ]

[And, true to his word - he's there quickly. He's a little bit in disarray - his hair is slightly mussed, and his cravat is tied in a rather perfunctory way. He was relaxing when this fell into his lap.

His voice is urgent when he comes into the room:]

Wright. Who's representing you?

I don't know yet. I've only been here a few hours when you called.

All right. It...Who would you like. I'll get in touch with them.

[He runs his hand through his hair; he's a bit flustered, a bit upset.]

[ Somehow Edgeworth is more flustered than the one actually sitting behind the jail bars... ]

Don't worry, Edgeworth. I've been through worse.

Though... let Apollo know, will you? [ If he can defend him from murder he can defend him from ghost possession bank robbery... probably. ]

You've been through worse when we were at home. When we had considerable investigatory authority and when we could far more easily uncover the truth. Here -

[He cuts himself off with a shake of his head. No use in that - in upsetting Wright. If, indeed, anything can upset him. (Edgeworth is not one for violence, but when his friend gets like this, gets that ambiguous little smile, he just wants to go up to him and punch him right in the nose.)]

What do you remember.

[ The smile fades as he recalls the events that led up to all of this happening. It wasn't a pleasant feeling, being possessed, and now that he's experienced it first hand, he has no idea how the Feys do it. ]

More than he intended, I'd say.

[ Where to even begin? ] I was just arriving to a meeting with Yomiel, one of the employees at Softco. I knew there was something off about him, but it was confirmed when he somehow... took over my body.

[Edgeworth's chin lifts; his lips thin with surprise.]

Then he's the culprit. This Yomiel. He's the one behind all of this?

I'd bet anything on it. [ And he doesn't say that lightly.

It's been absolutely frustrating, knowing that Yomiel was lying but unable to show any physical proof. Even now, just claiming to have been possessed would be worth nothing to anyone who didn't know him. ]

What are you planning to do?

[Firmly:]

I'm planning to go after him.

Edgeworth.

[ It's always the same thing. He can lecture Phoenix all he wants, but when it comes push to the shove, Edgeworth can be just as reckless. ]

There's not enough room in here for both of us.

As far as I'm concerned, Wright, there's not enough room in there for one of us.

[He stares right back at his friend.]

I'm not prepared to allow you to stay in there. I will not stand idly by.

I don't know, I'm getting a little cozy in here. It was about time I got my own jail cell here too. [ To match the one he had at home.

He slips in and out of the joking tone like it's nothing. ]

Just be careful. He can literally get into your head, and we don't know what else he's capable of.

[The look Edgeworth gives Phoenix in response to that first comment is very unamused; the second comment, though, gets a more reasonable response.]

Could you fight him at all?

[ The look on his face shows how not happy he is to remember the events of the evening. It was a chilling experience, being forced to do things against his will. His tone is even, nearly flat, as he answers. ]

Not really. I could hear his voice, but my body was moving on its own. I tried to fight back, but nothing happened. [ And it's only now his composure cracks, and only because it's Edgeworth. ] He threatened Trucy. [ And even then, he couldn't do anything. ]

[And like very little else can, that sends a jolt of pure rage through Edgeworth. He stiffens, and his lips thin, and his eyes widen, and his face pales; he bites out - snarls - ]

He will not lay a hand on Trucy.

Keep an eye on her for me.

[ There's no one he trusts more than Edgeworth with this. Phoenix knows how much Trucy means to him, too. ]

I will.

[The burst of anger fades somewhat, enough that he can ask - ]

How did he know about her?

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