Private Action for Miles Edgeworth
[He's leaving Rom. As he lifts Miles' fingers from his sleeve and rises as quietly as he can, he can't imagine trying to extract his Minun from his embrace against his brother Plusle. Nor could he imagine how much Romulus would mope all the way to Mahogany about being so alone.
And he hopes Miles can take care of him. Because he's tugging on his turtleneck sweater and a pair of shorts, and he has no goodbye planned.
He won't take his best friend into Rocket territory. Never again. And he needs--every single part of him needs--not to let this chance pass. He needs to meet with the man who died saving him. He knows he won't be able to sleep or eat--he won't be able to breathe so long as he's still running.
So when he leans down to Kirby, he scratches the fur around her neck and presses his face against her. Kirby is his dog, the first Pokemon he caught as a trainer, and he adores her, but he's asking her to stay behind, too. Nemesis, Nyx, Io and Castor would have to do to protect him on this trip.
He made arrangements for everything this afternoon. Lucia, too small and shy for fighting, was in the Daycare, and Hermes and Polydeuces safely in the box, after many assurances that he would be back for them soon (and much coaxing to Nemesis to let her baby go). With Kirby and Rom here, Ken was sure that nobody would be able to mess with Miles, not that Pess would've allowed them in the first place.
So when he pulls on his raincoat, it's only with a little guilt. He makes sure the hood is snapped properly i place and frowns a little, as he crosses the room as silently possible.
After five months of missing his friends, it hurt to think of leaving them behind again.]
And he hopes Miles can take care of him. Because he's tugging on his turtleneck sweater and a pair of shorts, and he has no goodbye planned.
He won't take his best friend into Rocket territory. Never again. And he needs--every single part of him needs--not to let this chance pass. He needs to meet with the man who died saving him. He knows he won't be able to sleep or eat--he won't be able to breathe so long as he's still running.
So when he leans down to Kirby, he scratches the fur around her neck and presses his face against her. Kirby is his dog, the first Pokemon he caught as a trainer, and he adores her, but he's asking her to stay behind, too. Nemesis, Nyx, Io and Castor would have to do to protect him on this trip.
He made arrangements for everything this afternoon. Lucia, too small and shy for fighting, was in the Daycare, and Hermes and Polydeuces safely in the box, after many assurances that he would be back for them soon (and much coaxing to Nemesis to let her baby go). With Kirby and Rom here, Ken was sure that nobody would be able to mess with Miles, not that Pess would've allowed them in the first place.
So when he pulls on his raincoat, it's only with a little guilt. He makes sure the hood is snapped properly i place and frowns a little, as he crosses the room as silently possible.
After five months of missing his friends, it hurt to think of leaving them behind again.]