onesingletruth: (Shaken)
Miles Edgeworth ([personal profile] onesingletruth) wrote in [community profile] ximiliugh 2023-08-30 09:02 am (UTC)

He didn't like this. For a multitude of reasons but, just then, he didn't like this because--

Why. What was it in this that was striking just wrong enough that he found himself wanting to leave? It was familiar, and that was the worst of it. It was as if he was...

Miles took in a breath, deep and fast, but, through years of practice, silent. He felt ill. For all Phoenix's words were in agreement, the laugh before them was anything but. It was the laugh of someone who knew better. And in his mind, that sort of laugh was accompanied with a knowing, teeth-baring smile, one that spoke of seeing him as prey. It was smugness and supremacy and that crawling of his skin suddenly reeked of von Karma, and Miles found himself standing, almost leaving his cup before remembering that here, that was likely frowned upon. This wasn't his house, where he could leave a cup of tea and come back to clean it later.

Maintaining the silence, he took his cup to the sink so he could at least rinse it and wipe it out, even if washing it was a bit difficult thanks to his cast. He couldn't do this just now. Not when everything was feeling... raw.

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