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+ frozenw0nderland Another day. Another beer. Another brawl. Levy was getting too used to this routine. Not to mention the constant supervision from her not-so-secret admirers. She had to get out of the guild hall for a while. She glances at Jet and Droy (or the dynamic duo as she sometimes calls them) and waits for them to look away before she fakes some kind of injury, ultimately getting them involved in the brawl. Seizing the opportunity, she slips into the cooling breeze outside. She walks along the street for a little while before she hears footsteps behind her. Irritated she turns to snap at the follower. "Can't you two leave me alone for-!" When she turns she's surprised that the familiar face was neither Jet or Droy, but Fairy Tail's well known ice Mage. "Gray... Is everything okay?"

Edgeworth ducked behind another building and tried to catch his breath. Tightly, he gripped his bloody arm where the bullet had hit him. Why was that girl with the gun after him? He was a prosecutor; surely every criminal he'd ever looked at was after him, so that didn't narrow it down much. Gasping, he quickly tore off his cravat and wound it around the bullethole in an attempt to at least slow the bleeding. That one had been far too close. Falling quiet all of a sudden,  he heard footsteps coming toward his hiding spot.