of dead ash and regrowth

[bluffing_ruffle]

-One pale hand brushes gently over a stemful of soft purple heather-flowers; he is careful not to bruise or break the plants as he touches them. Instead, their color slowly brightens from a faded, dull shade to something vibrant and fully alive--he smiles softly at the change, but when his fingertips leave them, they return to their normal state

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[feeniehearts]

[ The X on the door is hardly going to stop him when he knows that there is only one person in the dressing room that has put that symbol on any of the doors here. However, he does hesitate at the door, fidgeting slightly as he tests the door, hoping that it isn't locked. His shoulders relax when the door swings inward and he steps into what appears to be the remains of a massive series of hedges.

There is nothing about this room that he remembers so this obviously isn't the nightmare room and that at least makes him relax slightly, though his hand moves defensively to his chest. Closing the door behind him, he walks carefully in the room, not all certain he'll find who he's looking for. ]

[bluffing_ruffle]

-The trellis is not far from the entrance; he hears the door open and close and footsteps of a familiar sound crunching softly on the ground as they move down the path. Cursing quietly for not having locked the door after all (he knew someone would come in, knew it), he stands and walks round the corner in the direction of the approaching noises.-

(Apparently, I have underestimated the capability for idiocy of--)

--Phoenix?

-He stops cold, looking at his friend, not sure whether to listen to the part of him that says let him stay or the bit screaming out out throw him out.-

[feeniehearts]

[ The responding footsteps make it quite obvious that he's found Miles and he stops just as the other man rounds the corner, scratching at the back of his head at the expression on Miles' face. He wasn't going to let himself be kicked out, but Miles looked half ready to throw him out. Releasing a sigh, he takes a few steps closer to him, waiting for him to say something. ]

[bluffing_ruffle]

-In a way that is most unhelpful to ending the quiet between them, he remains waiting for Phoenix to say something, and fidgets uncomfortably. He's not had a visitor to the room since its first incarnation and he is unsure of whether or not it will react badly to the other man's presence--but then, it had seemed to behave well enough towards certain people at the time.-

-Edgeworth is still not entirely positive that he wants to risk it, but for now, he doesn't have a choice in the matter--Phoenix in any form is stubborn, and this one especially. If the man doesn't want to leave, he more than likely won't.-

-A vine trailed across the ground rustles slightly, and Edgeworth tries very carefully to keep his own thoughts in line lest the room really start reacting to them.-

Why are you here?