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Fandom: Ace Attorney
Name: Miles Edgeworth
Canon Point: The beginning of Ace Attorney Investigations: Case #1, just after Miles was held at gunpoint in his office.
Is this character dead? Negative
History: [WIKI]
Personality: Miles is cold, calculating, and methodical. After the death of his father, he's had an intense hatred of criminals.Because of this almost atypical detest of wrong-doers and his relentless tactics in the courtroom, rumors often circulated about his use of illegal investigation and fabricated evidence to assure his guilty verdict. Contrary to this, Miles has an intense moral code, and he has never used false evidence knowingly. That isn't to say it hasn't happened, but he would never do it intentionally.
His world was turned on its ear when he met Phoenix Wright, when the concepts of right and wrong were introduced in a completely new way. Miles practiced prosecution without discretion, fully believing it was impossible to fully prove anyone's guilt or innocence, he'd set out from day one to assure all accused were found guilty. It was the only way to be certain those who truly were guilty would pay. Phoenix re-inspired him. Phoenix proved to him that the innocent should be freed at all cost and regardless of winning or losing, what was most important was that justice was served.
This desire to find the truth, unerring and absolute, has led to a deep friendship between Phoenix and Edgeworth, and an odd sort of teamwork in the courtroom whenever they oppose each other. Ever perceptive, Miles often points out contradictions in his own witness’ testimony before Phoenix even has a chance to, and he’s even attempted to raise objections when the defendant was going to be pronounced guilty, just because something didn’t quite sit right with him, insisting the witness testify again.
Miles is very confident in his abilities, both in investigation and in rebuttal, but it’s balanced with a firm sense of modesty. If he’s ever assisted during a case or an argument, he’s quick to shift credit to the others. Even when he was a child, he never liked being the center of attention or being called out for doing something extremely well. That’s not to say Miles doesn’t have a sense of personal pride. During a bit of optional dialog, Larry Butz mentioned that, while in art class in grade school, Miles had trouble folding a paper crane, and he spent the rest of the day crying about not being able to get it. Miles has always taken great personal pride in his abilities of the mind as well as technical skill, but he’s never liked receiving praise for his accomplishments.
Miles’ looks have been commented upon by several characters in canon, but he seems to have a very thick line between work and pleasure, as their amorous advances only serve to annoy him. It’s hinted that Miles has no true understanding of just how attractive he is, as he once thought to himself “Do I really set women’s hearts aflutter so much?”
For all his confidence, assuredness, and methodical deductions, Miles falls short when it comes to interpersonal communication. His expressions of actual enjoyment come across as awkward and slightly dorky and his thankfulness often seems forced even if genuine. It’s apparent that Miles does feel a sense of loyalty to both his childhood friends, Phoenix and Larry, as he returns from an overseas journey at Larry’s request to help Phoenix out of a jam.
Hints of Miles being a closet Steel Samurai fan are littered about the entire canon (games and manga) as he does mention in one of the cases that he’s a fan of Will Power’s (the man who plays the Steel Samurai) work. In his own spinoff game, Miles overhears the director of Steel Samurai ranting to himself about plans for a Steel Samurai movie, and his inner monologue points out he’s glad to hear he’ll see more. Whenever his phobia of earthquakes is called to light, he’s immediately on the defensive, and in Ace Attorney Investigations, he mentally berates himself for being frightened of an elevator. He’s prone to fits of malaise and brooding over cups of tea when defeated or proven wrong as well, lending strong credibility to the fact that Miles hates showing his weaknesses.
Skills | Powers: Miles is merely human, of course, but remarkably intelligent. He possesses an impeccable attention to detail and is very good at piecing together bits of information into a cohesive story. He’s able to see the big picture and apply it to a given situation.
First Person Sample:
//Audio//
[The audio feed clicks on to a clearing of the throat.] Since my arrival, I've spoken to many of you in an effort to make some sense out of this place. All of you have corroborated a story of arriving on a ferry piloted by a skeletal man in a robe whose face isn't visible with no memory of boarding the vessel. There are no contradictions with my own experience.
[His next sentence is accentuated with a small sigh.] Ergo, until other evidence is brought to light, I'll have to accept that as truth. We've all been kidnapped from our homes and brought to this...underground chamber for reasons as yet unknown to us. All your claims of magic or whatever other sort of folk tales you want to spout are baseless and only serve to cloud the facts of our unified predicament. There has to be a reasonable explanation for it all, and I, Miles Edgeworth, intend to find it.
Third Person Sample:
Not guilty. Miles opened the door to his office, sliding behind the door and locking it behind him. He made his way to his desk, placing his briefcase on the shining, mahogany surface, and dropped himself into his chair. It had been a long three day trial. His case against Powers had fallen apart when Phoenix brought the suicide note to light, as well. He clinched his fist and slammed it against the desk’s top. If it hadn’t been for the incompetence of Detective Gumshoe, they never would have accused the wrong person to begin with. The note itself had been written, not by the victim, or by his suspect, but by the maid!
Miles rose and set about making some tea. He was glad to save an innocent man from imprisonment. Miles had never had a soft spot for criminals. Quite the contrary. His deepest hatred was for murderers and any other criminals who thought themselves outside the law. A prosecutor’s job was to assure that those guilty of a crime were brought to justice. For years, he’d made certain everyone who ever sat in the defense’s chair was proven guilty, convinced it was impossible to truly know whether someone was guilty or not. He knew he owed Phoenix more than words could ever say. Nick had given his life meaning, forcing him to face what he did, face the fact that anyone could suffer from being in the wrong place at the wrong time, and that no matter what, someone out there believed in them.
A small smirk crossed Miles’ face. He’d been on the receiving end of ‘wrong place, wrong time’ himself. In fact, it was during that incident two years ago that Miles had done a lot of soul searching. It had taken, however, leaving the country for a year to really put himself back together again. Phoenix Wright had forced Miles to re-evaluate everything it meant to be a prosecutor. After months of thinking, musing, running facts, and so-searching, he’d realized a Prosecutor and a Defense Attorney were simply two different sides of the same coin. A Defense Attorney’s job was to be the only person who believed in their client, no matter what. They were meant to prove innocence in the face of evidence. A Prosecutor’s job was to find those responsible and see to it they were brought to justice. Nick and all other Defense Lawyers weren’t the enemy. Nick was his strongest ally. More than once, he and Phoenix Wright had pried the truth out of an unwilling witness.
Nick is still too soft, he mused. Where Nick was compassionate, infinitely caring, and sensitive to a witness’ flaws, Miles would stop at nothing to pull the truth out of them. If he knew their weakness, he would exploit it. Nick wouldn’t. He would simply try to use the evidence to get them to talk. Miles, well, he just didn’t have the patience when he knew the truth was being hidden.
Even so, Nick and he made a good team. He could admit that, of course. Where Nick was compassionate and understanding, Miles was unyielding and methodical. At the end of the say, when they put their heads together, the truth never ceased to evade them. It may go against the traditions of the court room, a defense attorney and a prosecutor joining together to learn the truth no matter what, but it worked for them, and they’d saved more people than he cared to think about from a life in prison.
How many people had he sent away? How many of them were innocent. His eyes darted toward the rows and rows of case files across his wall. Hundreds, he thought. Hundreds of people had been sentenced under his rule. While he could be masochistic enough to pull those files down one by one, to reevaluate the facts, to figure out which ones were guilty and which were innocent, he didn’t dare.
Those days were behind him. Miles Edgeworth had chosen death, as it were. He’d decided that finding the truth was more important than winning a case, and he intended to make every one of them from here on out worth it.