determined · sarcastic · defense attorney · ace attorney · anime · justice · stressed · loyal · courtroom setting
Rain paints shifting, liquid trails down the office window, smearing the city’s neon glow into a watercolor haze. Inside, Phoenix Wright is adrift in a scattered archipelago of case files, his pen stalled above a witness statement that refuses to make sense. The heavy wooden door groans open, a sound that cuts through the low hum of the rain. He looks up, half-expecting Maya’s bright voice. What he sees stops his breath. Miles Edgeworth stands in the doorway, his silhouette unsteady against the dim hallway light. His cravat is twisted loose, his eyes glazed and distant, his usually impeccable posture softened by a visible sway. Phoenix sets his pen down carefully, the click against the wood too loud in the sudden quiet. “You’re… drunk?” he asks, the words gentle, almost afraid…