[RL: Wednesday, October 21st; Backdated to the Worst Fear Virus | Phone Spam | Phoenix; Edgeworth ]

[attorneyatlol]

[ring ring, pick up the phone~]

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[attorneyatlol]

[a lengthy pause before realization finally dawns] ...Oh. Oh. Yeah, I'd... I'd make sure to call someone if I thought I was affected. Don't worry.

[samuraiprosecutor]

[a pause in which Wright may be able to hear him rolling his eyes.]

[a bit hesitantly] I’ll be in and out of the office this afternoon, but I’ll...have my cell on me.

[attorneyatlol]

Okay. [there's a small smile in his voice] I'll have mine on me, too.

[samuraiprosecutor]

[and there’s a touch of relief in his] All right.

[attorneyatlol]

Alright...

[samuraiprosecutor]

[silence, broken by the rustling of papers. finally, awkwardly] If there was...nothing else, I have to get back to work.

[attorneyatlol]

Oh, right. [just as awkwardly, with some abruptly rusting papers in the background, as if he's trying to sound busy] Me too. So I'll, um... talk to you later then, I guess. Or... whenever.

[samuraiprosecutor]

[a noncommittal hum] Have a good day, Wright.

[attorneyatlol]

Yeah... You too, Edgeworth.

[samuraiprosecutor]

[a very long pause, punctuated by an almost inaudible intake of breath that indicates there’s something more to be said. finally, in an uncharacteristically quiet tone] I...appreciate your call.

[attorneyatlol]

[within that long pause, there's an uncertain silence on Phoenix's end as he likely wonders whether or not he should hang up; when Edgeworth finally speaks, however, there's a sense of relief in his words, as well as a smile]

It's no problem.

[samuraiprosecutor]

[his tone matches his friend’s.] Goodbye, Wright.

[the sudden silence of a disconnected call]