Moa

April....eight....teenth!

[She laughs suddenly, giddy.]

It's my birthday!

[it sounds a little like she's jumping up and down.]

Party. Party! Tonight in inventory!

[ooc: YAY OMG GUYS ITS MY ONE-YEAR DISCEDO ANNIVERSARY DJGFJGDHK. Also, thinking of having a log for Moa's party later today. Y/Y/Y? LOG GO!]

Who cares about some satellite and some teevee things?

I have a ~boyfriend~

Every freck, Bass, I coulda used your help right about now There's no need to get all...upset. I...that man will be back, and we can go get him, and it'll be okay. It was just an accident. I mean - I know it hurts...it's okay to hurt. But hurting people back won't help at all. It'll just make a cycle, over and over...of pain. We need to learn how to forgive, and make amends.


[private to Edgey fail orz]
Mi Mr Edgeworth? Um, I - could you help us?

[private to Akihiko fail again]
...Where are you, Akihiko? My name is Moa, I'm Junpei and Shinji's friend...do you need - help? You could stay with me, if you needed...someplace to stay?

[private to Sneakies f-f-f-f-fail!]
...could I have some grass seeds, please? For the cow?

Things falling from the sky again....

...wh -

this -

ohmy -

[shuffle shuffle tapping on metal.]

...umm....this is a weird question, but...can anyone tell if...like...an object still has...power?

[sobbing. Integra's voice.]

Sssh, sssh, Moa...I will fix you right up, things will be alright.

[Moa's voice responds, high-pitched and wavery from pain.]

I - I think it's b-broken...

Nothing that is not fixable.  [Shuffling - she is picking Moa up.] I am going to take you to the clinic. Is that alright?

Y-y-uh-huh...

[A humming. It's coming from Integra, and sounds oddly like a lullaby. Faint footsteps.]

I promise that things will be alright, Moa.

[The sobs quiet down into whimpers. After a while.]  w...why did....

...His mind is...warped at the moment. And he is very, very jealous.

[she continues her humming after speaking. The snifflings from Moa continue, but she stays quiet otherwise.

Integra sounds slightly warm.]

Once we reach the clinic, I will not leave your bedside, if that thought comforts you at all.

[Moa responds with something like 'okay' or maybe 'thank you', but it's hard to make it out through the whimpering.]

[ooc: set after the Moa-Ness log. WE CAN STILL BACKLOG THAT THOUGH]

Bleh...

Now I do feel sick...

ugh, I'm so tired. I feel like I'm gonna fall over...

[shuffling. Humming, a litte off-key.]

[pause.]

........This is Sh....

[pause.]

oh fre -


[scampering of feet. A little too cheery, with frantic undertones.]

R-Ryoji?! Could I come over? Like...now? Hahahaha....