THE YELLOW ROOM

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[ergomaniac]

[ He comes into the room stiffly, uncomfortably, suspiciously; he doesn't touch anything at first, and certainly doesn't sit down, just glares at the badgers on the walls like they hold some sort of secret. He leans against the wall a moment, looking at the others in the room - but then he just can't help himself; he starts to move about the room, examining and investigating. ]

[cardboard_journalism]

[At seeing someone in the room doing something, like they had a purpose, Scuttlebutt's undercover journalistic training kicked in...!]

[she collapsed to her knees and hid inside her box, watching him through the grip-hold and trying to contain her excited laughter.]

Sss, sss, sss...

[ergomaniac]

[ Hm. Was this here before...? Has it been placed? Is it a clue?

He comes over to the box, crossing his arms and studying it for details. (The...panda is cute.) ]

[cardboard_journalism]

[It might be. "Panda Ink!" "Turns white to black!" "Fragile!" "This side up!" (which was incidentally pointed in a direction that meant the box wasn't right side up...) And the personally-scrawled "Hands off!" she had added.]

[She realized he was staring right at her, and held her breath in an attempt to stay quiet and maintain her cover. The box never failed.]

...

[ergomaniac]

[ Hmmm. What are those holes for, carved on the side of the box? He crouches down, looking more closely at the box - and then straightens and, in blatant violation of that "hands off," reaches out to lift one of the top flaps open - ]

[cardboard_journalism]

[That freaks her out slightly less than trying to pull the box off entirely.]

[But, the sudden exposure to light is still disquieting for Scuttlebutt]

Hey-- let go of that!

[She tries to pull the flaps back down, or at least make him let go.]

[ergomaniac]

[ There's a -

He jumps back, startled by there suddenly being a person in there - talking to him - ]

Arrrghhhhhh!

[cardboard_journalism]

Sss, sss, sss, sss.

[And the real point of those holes in the box became apparent as she stood up and folded her arms at him.]

You saw, didn't you? Sss, sss, sss.

[ergomaniac]

I -

[ Good God. ]

What are you doing, hiding in a box!

[cardboard_journalism]

Sss, sss, sss. This is my cover for obtaining my scoops.

A cover you just blew by opening it!

[ergomaniac]

[ Her "scoops." A reporter, then... ]

You've been investigating this place?

[cardboard_journalism]

[she spins her pen pridefully]

Sss, sss, sss. I've been poking around a fair bit.

Name's Myriam Scuttlebutt. Senior at Themis Legal Academy, and top reporter for the Themis Herald, the school newspaper.

[aceassistant]

[This familiar bunhead is just walking around aimlessly poking people and bothering whoever is closest to her and then she spots a familiar face.]

Mr. Edgeworth!

[ergomaniac]

[ That's...a very familiar voice. And that's someone who certainly shouldn't be here. ]

Maya Fey?

[aceassistant]

Even Mr. Edgeworth became a criminal . . .

[ergomaniac]

Ah -

[ That catches him off-guard - but it's accurate, isn't it? Simple as that. He flinches, then looks away. ]

Why are you here.

[aceassistant]

[!!!]

Wait, why am I here? D-does this mean-

[aceassistant]

I'm a criminal, too?!

[ergomaniac]

...Only you can answer that question, Ms. Fey.

[aceassistant]

Well, I'm pretty sure last time I checked I looked both sides before crossing the street. Oh, and I don't think there were any murders on the way to the burger place either.

[she seems pretty srs about this]

[ergomaniac]

...Then there. That is the answer.

[aceassistant]

...

[aceassistant]

Mr. Edgeworth! We were kidnapped!

[ergomaniac]

...

It seems to be...a possibility in some cases, yes.

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[aceassistant]

This always seems to happen to me . . .