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Character(s): Miles, Dias, Hojo
Content: One of the most devastating things of his life--Miles is suddenly dirt. Poor.
Setting: Morem o Lisboa in Muspelheim
Time: Early Saturday morning
Warnings: None, except for Dias might be hella pissed...


This couldn't be real. Surely this must be some sort of sick, twisted nightmare and he'd awaken in the elevator at the Prosecutor's Office any minute now.

Aaaany minute now.

Okay. So maybe it wasn't a dream. But this surely couldn't be real.

"There must be some mistake," Edgeworth managed to utter at the woman behind the desk. "I had almost half a million dollars in that account." He, of course, conviniently decided to leave out the part that he'd used the card multiple times--it wasn't lying, that was for sure. Just like how using a supposedly 'void' card here wasn't stealing.

"I'm sorry, sir, but this card here says you have nothing in your account," the woman said, shaking her head and putting the card back up on the counter where he rested his arms. He stared at it a moment, slackjawed and feeling a stab of betrayal--he wasn't exactly sure how a bank card could betray him, but it obviously had.

So this is what it was like to be broke. He'd heard Gumshoe talk about it constantly--"Oh man, pal! Whatta great setup you've got here! I wish I had the money to afford digs like this!" "My steak lunch is missing!! That took HALF of what was left of my paycheck to buy!!!" -- but Edgeworth never thought he'd ever have to fall into poverty.

He glanced over his shoulder at the suddenly very tall mercenary and swallowed. Miles never thought he'd have to face an angry fighter that he owed five thousand dollars because he needed him to go to a castle to save his friend from 4th Grade's 'sidekick.'

First time for everything. Unfortunately, he could've done without this rather new and life-threatening experience.

The attorney turned, trying to look as unshaken as he could (he couldn't hide the paleness of his features), and said, very quietly, "I'm sorry, but it appears that... I have no money."

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"Don't worry about it," Dias muttered with a wave of one hand. "I'm already supporting three other people in your position, one more or less couldn't possibly make that much difference." It seemed as though he might have been excluding Hojo from his offer, which was...only natural, given their attitudes toward each other.

At the mention of Maya - Dias winced. There was simply no other word for it. "I did room with her for the night," he pointed out somewhat darkly. "When I left her, she was still sleeping, although she might be awake by now." Oh, hell. He hadn't even thought about the fact that further association with Miles might mean further association with the lecture-prone Maya...

Too late to worry about it now...

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Miles blinked. Three others? Edgeworth didn't claim to know Dias at all, but he certainly didn't seem like the type to take charges--rather, he seemed quite the opposite. But regardless of how much of a good semeritan Dias was, Miles still couldn't help but feel guilty for... what was it called...? "Mooching."

The lawyer wrinkled his brow at Dias's response.

"We have to find them before we leave--where are you headed next?"