[8730579] Queen of Prosecutors (queenprosecutor) wrote in siamese_quills, @ 2007-08-08 13:46:00 |
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Title: Remnants
Fandom: Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney
Author: queenprosecutor
Characters: Miles Edgeworth (Gregory Edgeworth, Unnamed OC)
Word Count: 344
Genre: General
Notes: First part of my 30_somethings claim. Moments - Flashback.
“Why tea?” The question is innocent and quiet as Edgeworth takes a sip of the latest blend from Indonesia (sweet, but there is a tang of something... sorrowful to it. Or perhaps the question is leaving a sour taste in his mouth before he even answers it). The veteran- (he dislikes that word but it’s what they insist he is. But a veteran is something of war, not of a courtroom. There is no battlefield for lawyers and prosecutors to settle grudges when the lives of people are thrust into their hands) -prosecutor sets the delicate China (another gift from abroad) down and looks over another set of contracts that he won’t really read, and probably just sign (though that mistake had cost him more than once). The question still burns into his mind and memories he’d believed lost resurface.
“Father, father! Why tea?” The voice is his own, younger and not yet broken. He is the one looking at a man harried by contracts and other papers. A legend, so they said. And he is too young to know better.
He is waiting. Gregory Edgeworth finally looks up from those papers and sets his glasses on top of them (a movement that his son will always associate with the separation of a lawyer and a father, even if he doesn’t realise it) before he deigns to answer.
And Edgeworth now finds himself reaching for the same glasses (but they don’t exist) to remember his contacts. He is different to what he wanted to be in his childhood, but the prosecutor (not a veteran, never a veteran until he surpasses a true genius prosecutor. But that will never happen when all ‘genius’ prosecutors care more about their reputation than the truth) echoes of remnants of his father. The same poise, name, obsessions. The thing he wanted to be as a child, he still counts himself as even though he shouts ‘objection!’ from the opposite bench.
The answer that Miles gives is soft and calculated (to be different, to make the gap wider). “Your grandfather.”
x-posted to 30_somethings, gyakusai100 and the LJ Gyakuten100.