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ACE ATTORNEY SCRAPBOOK
Chapter 18: One Last Question

Case Tag: Post 1-5 (Rise from the Ashes)
Quote: User Suggested Prompt!

Ema:
This must be the victim's blood, right?

Phoenix:
Either that, or Edgeworth cut himself peeling an apple.
What's Edgeworth doing with a knife like this anyways?

Ema:
Hey! Maybe he spends his weekends roughing it in the wild!

Phoenix:
Edgeworth? In the wild? I think my fruit-peeling theory is more likely.

Ema:
Are you kidding? I always pictured him as an outdoorsman.

Phoenix:
(Now there's a scary thought...)

February 26, 2017, 7:18am
International Airport

Ema Skye sat in the boarding lounge of the airport, excitedly perusing through several of the pamphlets and brochures she had received from her sister highlighting all of the sights and attractions of the new school she would be attending in Europe while Lana served her prison sentence for her role in the SL-9 incident and the recent case also connected to that incident. While it was going to be difficult to leave Lana and everything and everyone she knew and loved at home behind, she was admittedly pretty thrilled to have the opportunity to travel to Europe. It was something she had longed to do, but was unable to due to the circumstances she and Lana had been living in for some time now. Plus, Ema was dying for the chance to study the forensic science techniques that were used throughout the world. She was going to become the best scientific investigator one day, so she knew she needed to be well versed in all of the latest techniques, methods and equipment.

"Ema!"

Ema's head snapped up at the sound of her name being called out. She broke out in a huge grin at the sight of a man in a blue suit with black spiky hair coming her way.

"Mr. Wright!" Ema popped out of her chair to meet him.

"I wanted to stop and see you before you headed off to Europe," Phoenix Wright explained.

He gave her a small gift wrapped box with a fluffy blue bow on it.

"Oh, and I got this for you," Phoenix continued. "Hopefully this will help with the long plane ride."

"Thanks, Mr. Wright!" Ema said. "This is so nice of you!"

She quickly tore through the gift wrapping and opened up the present, happily discovering that the gift was a brand new forensic investigation book. Ema couldn't help but smile as she thumbed through the pages. This was so awesome! She was definitely going to have the book finished by the time the plane landed in Europe.

"Thanks again, Mr. Wright!" Ema said again. "This book is great! I love it!"

"It appears we had the same idea, Wright," an elegant man's voice commented.

Both Ema and Phoenix turned to look at the owner of the voice.

"Mr. Edgeworth!" Ema was stunned at the prosecutor's presence, but in a good way.

"Hey, Edgeworth," Phoenix greeted his frenemy. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to visit Ms. Skye before her departure," the ruffled prosecutor replied.

He handed Ema a gift box as well, one that was so pristinely wrapped that it looked as though Edgeworth may have snagged it from a store display on his way over to the airport. It had red striped wrapping paper and an intricate white ribbon bow on top.

"This is for you, Ms. Skye," Edgeworth presented the gift to the young girl.

"Thank you, Mr. Edgeworth!" Ema said quietly, her Edgeworth-fan-girl side getting the best of her.

Opening up the present, Ema found an elegant (and presumably quite expensive) tea pot and two matching tea cups.

"They're beautiful!" she gasped.

"Tea is a very important staple in some European cultures," Edgeworth explained. "I wanted to ensure that you had an appropriate tea set for your travels."

"I love it, Mr. Edgeworth," Ema repeated. "Thank you so much! Both of you! Thank you!"

"A forensics book," Edgeworth mused aloud as Ema carefully packed her gifts away in her carry-on luggage. "Very nice selection, Wright."

"Thanks, Edgeworth," Phoenix replied. "I thought it would be a good thing to read on the long flight."

Ema turned back around to face the two attorneys.

"You guys are so great! I'm really going to miss you," she paused. "Mr. Edgeworth, before I go, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course," Edgeworth replied with a single nod of acceptance.

"The knife that Mr. Wright and I found in your car," Ema began to say. "What did you use it for? Mr. Wright said you would only use it for peeling fruit, but I think you use it when you're out in the wild 'cause you're a wilderness survival master!"

Edgeworth looked at Wright, giving him that same stare that he often did in court, one of displeasure and annoyance mixed with a dash of interest that openly wondered "how on earth do you come up with this nonsense?" He then turned back to Ema.

"Yes, Ema, you are completely correct," Edgeworth replied. "I am secretly an outdoors enthusiast and that knife was part of my survival kit, which I will need to replace before my next excursion into the wilderness."

Ema was practically bouncing on her toes.

"I knew it! See, Mr. Wright!" she said. "Didn't I tell you Mr. Edgeworth was the coolest?!"

"Oh yeah, he's great," Phoenix murmured.

A small smirk appeared on Edgeworth's lips.

"Come now, Mr. Wright," he said. "There's no need to be jealous."

"Jealous?!"

"Attention, Flight 358 is now boarding," the PA announcer declared.

"Oh! That's me!" Ema gasped.

She quickly gathered up her luggage and started running through the boarding lounge to get in line to board her flight.

"Thanks, Mr. Edgeworth! Thanks, Mr. Wright!" Ema called out to the two attorneys.

Phoenix and Edgeworth watched until Ema was safely on board her plane. Once she was, they casually headed out of the boarding lounge.

"So," Phoenix began to say. "You're a wilderness master, eh?"

"Perhaps," Edgeworth replied. "Who are you to say that I'm not?"

Phoenix smirked.

"Well, if I recall correctly, that same so-called wilderness expert used to not participate in gym class in elementary school on days when we'd go outside after it rained because he didn't want to get muddy."

"I'm not sure what you're referring to," Edgeworth sniffed.

Phoenix did not reply, merely smiling in triumph. Fruit-peeling knife for the win.

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