Video - End of Lasohm/start of Malom, about a day after the breach is resealed

[twistedempathy]

[The city is still in a state of disarray, though the fighting is over. Everyone will surely need to pitch in for some extensive repair work to make Havenwell what it once was. Will is sitting on a somewhat mangled chair on a cafe's patio, disheveled and powdered with stone dust, looking more exhausted and discouraged than most people here have ever seen him--unless, of course, they happened to help him endure the agony of the battle's psychic backlash.

He's doing his best to smile regardless, and holds up a slightly rumpled piece of paper to show the camera; on it are some surprisingly good line art head shots of Akira, Akechi, and Kei done in pen. They may not be exactly artistic, but they're at least faithful to their subject matter; he's even helpfully tagged each with hair and eye colors, since he could only work in monochrome.]

Has anyone seen these three recently? My roommates all vanished during the fighting. I figured they must have had their hands full, and maybe they got hurt and needed to stay with someone, but.....

They aren't answering their tablets, and they're not at any of the temples. I've been searching around town, but I haven't found them yet, and Arche can't pick up any scent trails, either. I'm starting to think maybe they got sick, and..... got worse.

[Anyone who's seen or experienced the strange illness that can grip the newcomers may understand what he's talking about, and why he's so worried--people fading out of existence entirely is a frightening prospect. His voice is quieter now, as he reaches out to end the recording and submit it to the network.]

.....I'm not sure I want to stay in my house anymore.

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[twistedempathy]

I can come over there, I remember your address.

[He's probably just..... Being silly and superstitious, right? Of course he is. There's no reason to be nervous, is there? But even so.....]

[turnaboutson]

I'll have the tea ready when you get here, then.

[Truthfully, Miles doesn't blame Will for his uncertainty. Even if he does feel silly...well, hopefully this is all a big misunderstanding and the missing would turn up.]

[twistedempathy]

[It's been a long, exhausting, discouraging day. Nowhere he's looked has turned up the slightest trace of any of the boys--or Ib, for that matter. Maybe they really had vanished entirely, or just gone home. He hopes it's the latter, for their sakes. Maybe he should go bring some offerings to their temples to pray for safe travels?

He can do it tomorrow. Tomorrow, when he's not as tired, and his feet don't ache, and this journey around town feels less utterly futile. At least he's managed to dust himself off pretty well by the time he knocks on Edgeworth's door?]

[turnaboutson]

[When Miles opens the door, he at least has the good grace not to tell Will that he looks like hell. He doesn't blame Will one bit, though. It's not good to lose people so abruptly, no matter the circumstances.

He doesn't want to think about that. It's already getting too close to that time of year.]

Will. I realized that I forgot to ask what sort of tea you prefer.

[twistedempathy]

Ah--you're sweet, but I'm not that picky. I'm sure your taste in tea is as impeccable as your fashion.

[Have a dismissive wave at that. He knows full well he looks like hell, after running around town all day, he doesn't need the reminder. At least someone likes your froofy suits, Edgeworth?]

[turnaboutson]

[A tiny smile quirks up at the corner of Miles' mouth at the compliment, and he indicates that Will should come inside. What he gets out of the replicator, in the end, is almost, but not entirely, quite unlike English Breakfast.

It's still good, though.]

No luck, I presume.

[twistedempathy]

[It is good, even if it's not what Miles was trying to get. Will wraps his hands around it to ward off the chill, shaking his head as he tries a sip.]

Not a trace. Nobody at the temples or prison knew. I asked around the shops, but nobody had seen them in a few days. Arche couldn't find a scent, either, even around the walls or damaged buildings.

[turnaboutson]

Arche?

[Curious. Miles had seen Will's...animals? Creatures?...before, but he hadn't known their names or their capabilities, aside from seeing them in that battle when the barrier had been breached a few months ago.]

That's troubling. And I haven't been able to find hair or hide of Miss Misa, either.