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[RL 35: Just making sure; Edgeworth, Phoenix][Backdated]
Tuesday, September 1st, 2009 07:25 pm((OOC: Backdated to Friday evening, 8-28-09 comm time.))
By the time Edgeworth turned up at the apartment, the sun was close to setting. He stood before the door for several moments, facing away, and watched as shadows crept slowly along the courtyard, snuffing out the glittering of sunlight on the water of the fountain. In spite of the oncoming darkness, the complex was still alive with sound. Canned laughter and the obnoxious hawking voices endemic to infomercials were audible through most of the open windows that lined the second floor, but when he turned back around, the door before him was strangely silent, and the thin windows that framed it were strangely dark.
Edgeworth frowned at them a moment longer, before hesitantly reaching up and rapping his knuckles on the door, just below the brass ‘2B.’
By the time Edgeworth turned up at the apartment, the sun was close to setting. He stood before the door for several moments, facing away, and watched as shadows crept slowly along the courtyard, snuffing out the glittering of sunlight on the water of the fountain. In spite of the oncoming darkness, the complex was still alive with sound. Canned laughter and the obnoxious hawking voices endemic to infomercials were audible through most of the open windows that lined the second floor, but when he turned back around, the door before him was strangely silent, and the thin windows that framed it were strangely dark.
Edgeworth frowned at them a moment longer, before hesitantly reaching up and rapping his knuckles on the door, just below the brass ‘2B.’
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