dross is gold and weeds are a bouquet [OPEN; backdated]

[prosecutory]

Who: Miles Edgeworth and YOU!
What: He's flying. He's flying. He's really, really flying. Okay, so he kind of learned that the hard way (NO THANKS TO LARRY)
Where: All over Orlea - and beyond! Which means everywhere. Especially up in the sky.
When: April 6 up to end of event! Usually around late morning to afternoon.
Warnings: Watch out for flying prosecutors. 

[OPTION A: Closed to Larry Butz

"Some disturbance among the people", the Queen had said. "Suspicious activity". Those words were enough to bring Edgeworth out onto the streets of Orlea to gather information about the other newcomers like himself, and also about the locals for good measure. So far, he had yet to see anything out of the ordinary (ordinary by Mallow Hallow standards, at least), but it couldn't hurt to investigate. The Queen, then again, could just be messing with the folks but there was only one way to truly find out.

He will start in Orlea, completely oblivious to what sort of "disturbance" this will be or its potentially disastrous consequences.]

[OPTION B: OPEN!

Edgeworth will be visibly shaken and a bit nervous the next time you see him, whether walking back to Orlea after crash-landing in Mallowhallow thanks to his first flight, or trying to resume his usual routine (as usual as it gets, again, in a place like Mallow Hallow). He will be taking very strong, slow and deliberate steps as if trying his best to stay on the ground and may or may not look a bit silly because it will look like he's punishing the ground for what has happened to him. Basically he won't be in the best mood when you run into his continuing investigation and stuff.

Perhaps you might even see him sitting in a cafe, consoling himself with a cup of tea and taking a bit of a break - still attempting to wrap his head around this new phenomenon.

HE'S FLYING.

THIS IS WRONG.]

Comments

B

[diamondlight]

[From her new preferred perch atop a building in Orlea, Rikka spies a familiar prosecutor heading for a cafe she'd been to before, and pushes off the roof. After a moment's fall, she brings up the flight power she now knew (vaguely) how to use, slowing herself and coming up a short distance away.]

Are you all right? You look a little... overextended.

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth turns, putting his teacup back onto its saucer, and nods, trying to act calm; however, the disbelief is still written in his eyes. He recognizes this girl from the day many of them first arrived, and keeps his voice level for the sake of politeness, and just to stow the unnecessary feelings of uncertainty and dread. What will their "queen" and her friends think of next?]

I'm fine.

[diamondlight]

You know, you're not convincing anyone like that. Nobody's going to think less of you if you're worried about this.

[She frowns as she thinks on it a bit more.]

Honestly, I should be more worried myself.

[prosecutory]

[Unfortunately, Edgeworth is a very prideful person and would really rather not have anyone jumping up on him regarding his reaction to discovering that he can fly. He would rather be left alone to just...calm down on his own and think on this because despite these completely illogical circumstances, there must be a logical explanation somewhere. So he'll say nothing about the first two sentences.]

I would be more worried about those who aren't worried about this new phenomenon.

[spiritualist]

[Maya's heard that people in Orlea can fly. That's pretty amazing. And since she knows a lot of her friends are in Orlea this means it's time to go visit them! Wherever they are.

She finds Edgeworth trudging his way back and excitedly runs to him.] Mr. Edgeworth! Hey! Can you fly?!

[No better way to ask than to just ask, right?]

[prosecutory]

[Edgeworth stops in his tracks when he sees Maya. He was about to greet her but when she greets him with that question, his mouth remains open, and he shuts it, letting out a breath through pursed lips. His posture seems to wither slightly; he had wanted to keep his mind off the flying business but here comes Maya, blissfully unaware of what he had just been through.]

I...

[He looks uncertain and hesitant, raising a hand in a halfhearted gesture as if he did not know whether it was his turn to speak or not. Edgeworth could lie, of course, and say he didn't know how, but that was selfish and besides, the truth could find a way to make itself known in the end. Surely there was nothing wrong with telling Maya the truth.]

Yes, I can. [It doesn't mean he likes or wants to.]

[spiritualist]

[Edgeworth doesn't seem too excited or happy about this. Which is crazy to Maya considering who doesn't want to fly?]

You should be a little more grateful for your ability! There's a lot of kids who can't fly. [Her hands are fisted as she frowns at him, very disappointed. Think of the kids, Edgeworth. But really, she's had her own issues. She passed out for a while because of the dreaming thing.]

[prosecutory]

And that's precisely how it should be!

[Kids aren't supposed to fly. Human beings aren't supposed to fly...well, all by themselves. This is going against the law of gravity. The law of evolution. The law of everything.

IT'S ALL WRONG.]

HERE I AM, sorry for the wait!

[failures]

[As Edgeworth's scouring Orlea, he miiight just be startled by a flying individual soaring just above his head and skidding to a halt in front of him.

And that individual is none other than the Butz. Who else could it be when there's potential trouble to get into?

Once he's stopped, Larry whirls around on one heel and waves to his friend.]

Didja see that, Edgey? I can fly! I saw you while I was flying so I thought I'd drop in.

I am so much later sob I'm so sorryyyyy 1/2

[prosecutory]

[When a shadow passes over him, Edgeworth stops to look up at it, and then follows the figure casting the shadow. He flinches and takes a step back, and sees just who it is.]

Urk - ! Larry?!

Re: HERE I AM, sorry for the wait!

[prosecutory]

["I can fly"? Well, he saw with his own eyes that Larry had been moving over him - an open space. Still flabbergasted, he can only gabble out his next words while looking for any wires, support thingamajigs, or anything within the vicinity that could have helped this klutz soar over him:]

You...you can fly?!

[And yet...this wouldn't be the first time Edgeworth had seen flying beings. He had seen fairies, strange things in Astralfield that can only be denoted as strange things, and even some odd creature he met on his first day that he was certain would only exist in a fantasy comic on Earth. There was enough proof to show that they flew, and they existed.]

[Either Larry's next career choice is a particularly risky and technologically advanced one, or this is the "disturbance" our queen was talking about!]