paradisalogs | The Little Lawyer Adventures

Who: Miles Edgeworth, Phoenix Wright
What: Old friends simultaneously reminiscing about their childhood memories.
When: June 20th
Where: Room 502 and Room 204
Rating: Cheesy

11:32 p.m.

Miles Edgeworth sat upon his bed, back rested against the headboard. He had a book in hand, reading a particular passage on cosmic rays when the narrating astrophysicist had delved into a particularly fond memory of his childhood in which he would hide and wait in a tree after class for another young friend of his, in order to procure a particular piece of confectionary that was otherwise forbidden to him at home. This friend would provide him with his sugary fix while he would help his friend with his homework. Clearly, a mutually beneficial arrangement.

...Not that it had much to do with cosmic ray spallation, in any case.

Edgeworth smirked, reminded promptly of a fond memory of his own. In his youth, he was also quite fond of climbing trees. Such a simple, relaxing activity gave the shy, introverted boy a moment of solace whenever he wasn't being drilled for an upcoming flute recital or playing a rousing game of chess with... well, the faceless person in his memory.

He could almost picture himself on one of the top-most branches of his favourite tree as a child. He would lay on his back as his eyes traced out patterns of sky shining through the leaves, as his little fingers stripped away small chunks of bark.

"Miles?"

In the younger form of his memories, he looked down at his spiky-haired friend standing at the base of the trunk with those large, blue eyes peering back up at him.