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[highhealplz]

WHO: Miles Edgeworth, Ashraf Salib, and SOON VERY SOON the Doctor
WHERE: a street! then a secluded area where nefarious things would like to happen.
WHEN: not long after Edgeworth's post
WHAT: Two well-meaning kidnappers do their thing, Edgeworth does not appreciate.
WARNINGS: naw

He feels his heart sink when Edgeworth doesn't respond to knocks at his door, but all is not quite lost. He knows that he was to get a car, right? Have it dropped off somewhere and the key left with it? So... a car lot, maybe? There are a few of those around. Ashraf casts a quick spell for speed over himself, and blinks out of existence.

He reappears a second or two later out on the street, looks around, and — there! Down the sidewalk is a retreating back and a head of hair that looks an awful lot like Mr Edgeworth's. Bolstered with hope, Ashraf disappears again. This time his reappearance is instant (and lucky), as he reappears about five feet ahead Edgeworth, already smiling.

"Hey, hello!"

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[mmiab]

The Doctor's had a little time to cool off. Not a lot, granted, but enough that he's started pulling those gaseous innards that had so traitorously crawled out in the face of a reminder of his wretched fallibility back in, and by the time Ashraf slumps back into the car he's busy aimlessly fiddling with the light of his sonic. Staring at it mainly for an excuse to not have to look anywhere else. "Mm."

He'd made a mess. And Ashraf is probably fully aware by now that it was the Doctor, was absolutely the Doctor who let it all happen. Or maybe he isn't. Maybe not. But the Doctor is fully aware, and so it's no more than a pause later that he follows his agreement with a quiet, if directionless, "Sorry."

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He stares out the windshield, looking about as dispirited as he feels. Edgeworth had seemed like a good man — it's a shame to have made an enemy of him.

"Me too," he says honestly. Then, a short moment later, "Do you know what his power actually is? I'd love some reassurance that I didn't send him back to go accidentally kill someone."

[mmiab]

He doesn't really want to say. For a moment, he seriously considers just not divulging. But he does know. He knows, and for all he was preaching that Edgeworth give the best man of the three of them something, he really ought to concede his own point.

"Guilt. He makes people feel guilty." And in the light of that, the Doctor's rage likely seems entirely disproportional - and it was, it had been, would have been. Only Edgeworth's power was never the forefront of his argument.

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He glances over for the answer, and — pauses. Seriously? Guilt? He'd been expecting something far more... destructive. Ashraf lets out a slow breath, nods, and turns his eyes forward again.

"Well, at least no one's in any actual danger." And he can't help but add, a touch grumpily, "Despite what Mr Edgeworth thinks."

[mmiab]

It's all a bit ridiculous, isn't it? And probably a lot worse too, now, than it was before. The Doctor reaches up to rub distractedly at the inside of the bridge of his nose, wipe away thinking about it for the moment. He'll have plenty of time for that later.

"Right. I should get this back." A hand patted on the steering wheel, an attempt at a familiar smile that's more worn out than anything. "I don't know about you, but I could do without rounding off my day with a chat with the authorities."

[highhealplz]

"Right." The little matter of the stolen car, almost forgot. And he doesn't doubt that Edgeworth will check to make sure they've returned it, too. He reaches to pull on the seatbelt.

"Thank you, though. For coming along and humoring me." His own smile doesn't look too far off from the Doctor's worn and tired one.

[mmiab]

The Doctor just— scoffs. A surprised little laugh. Humouring you? The smile on his face is a little more genuine, if a little quieter, for that. Ashraf really a good man.

Then he's pressing sonic to startup and the engine rumbles into life and they're off on their way.