Day 37: Men's Showers

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I wouldn't really call this a locker room. More like a bathroom with lockers. The place was uncomfortably crowded, with almost every adult male patient being hustled into the showers at once, but Phoenix wasn't as annoyed by the claustrophobic, milling throng of bodies as he might have otherwise been. Every extra person was one more person who might end up standing between himself and Edgeworth.

He knew that the prosecutor would have a fit if he found out about this. He'd known since he'd tacked that first response up on the bulletin board. And in a way, he couldn't blame him. Phoenix knew that he jumped into things all-or-nothing more often than most people. At the same time, he had some kind of reality testing. He wasn't going to learn the basics of how to defend himself and suddenly decide that he was Rambo.

He found an unoccupied locker in the southwest corner and glanced around, trying to gauge how long he could possibly stall in a locker room, looking as if he was expecting something, before people started looking at him strangely. It would have been easier if he'd known something of the description of the man he was supposed to be meeting. As it was, all he had was handwriting and a military rank, neither of which guaranteed any particular appearance.

It's not as if there was a better way to plan this, though. "Yeah, meet me by the lockers. I'll be wearing gray and a smiley face, just like about a hundred other guys."

[for Hughes]

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Yohji bit his lip to keep from laughing at Ken's characteristic but still surprising display of embarrassment. He was really far too easy to tease sometimes, especially when it came to matters like that. You'd have thought that he'd have grown out of it by now, but he never did.

"Mmmm," he replied noncomittally. "Or possibly thinking what a hot hostess you made." He was going to get punched, wasn't he?

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Ken sputtered and glared, his face turning red. "Bastard," he grumbled, hitting Yohji in the arm.

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"Ow," Yohji said, rubbing his arm with exaggerated care. "You never figured out how to pull your punches, did you?" It was worth it to make Ken turn red like that and be acting like nothing had changed since they were living in the Koneko.

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"That was pulling my punches," Ken shot back. If he hadn't, Yohji probably would've gone ass over elbows, and then there would've been all sorts of trouble.

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He did have a point, Yohji had to admit. He'd probably have ended up with a broken jaw if Ken really decided to hit him sometime. "Well, learn to pull them more," he replied, rolling his eyes at his friend.