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Post by PFA on Feb 19, 2014 1:00:00 GMT -5
Case 4: Tainted Turnabout WARNING: This case contains spoilers for the following: -Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney -Phoenix Wright: Trials and Tribulations -Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney -Some references to Unexpected Consequences
"...Maya? Maya, where did you go?"
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"Oh, there you are! What are you... what's wrong?"
"I've found out the truth about you, Maria... and about your husband."
"Wh-what...?"
"That's... that's so terrible! How could you love a guy like that?! How do I know you're not... you're not...!"
"Maya, please, I can explain!"
"No! I-I can't trust you anymore! You could be just as bad as Dahlia!"
"Maya, please, listen to me..."
"N-no! Stay away! STAY AWAY!"
"HEY!"
*SHKT*
"N-no... not... you..."
*whud*
*clatter smash!*
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... *whud*
...~*~*~ {Spirit World} *Diego is lounging on a couch, petting his cat Maria as he grins and tells his story*  …but then it turned out that I had been doing it right all along. So when I left the lid open that third try, the eggs exploded in the microwave…  *laughs at the mental image* Really? Exploded?  BOOM. All over the microwave. And that's when Mom walked in. *Holds up his hands* I was cleaning it up, I swear, but all she saw was the mess! Boy, was she maaaaaad. *laughs* Oh my...  I was trying to explain myself, but she just wouldn't…  *Falters, smile fading* …listen…  Is something... *trails off, noticing something* ... Do you feel that? *Somewhere on the mortal plane, there is a rising sense of panic*  *Stands* Yes. *Turns sharply* We have to leave. Now. Now. *Vanishes abruptly*  *follows suit* ~*~*~ {August 31st, 11:06AM Taco City Abandoned Outskirts}  Y-you have to believe me! It wasn't me!  Sorry, ma'am, but the evidence is clear. But I— *two figures appear in a pillar of Light*  *as the Light fades* What's going on here?  Mr. and Mrs. Armando!  I'm sorry about this, but I'm afraid Maya has been accused of the murder of Mrs. Maria Freeman. You have to believe me! It wasn't me! Of course I believe you. *Puts a hand in one of his pockets, giving a stern and cold look at the cop* Officer, no disrespect to you or the Investigations branch, but who set you up to this? There's going to be [pain] to pay accusing someone of something like that with a gross lack of evidence and common sense. I'm well aware of that, sir, but... I'm afraid the evidence is quite clear on this one. It was definitely Maya.  But Maya wouldn't hurt anyone. Surely there must be another answer.  I'd like to believe that, but the weapon was in her hand when we found her, and it has her fingerprints all over it. That doesn't necessarily mean Maya was the one who killed her. Someone could have framed her. Also, Mrs. Freeman's blood was found on Maya's clothing. *gestures to Maya*  S-Sis, Mr. Godot, help... *Narrows his eyes, his vest flickering from orange to teal, aura flickering in warning* Are you sure you— And the only auras we could detect here are Maya's and Mrs. Freeman's. ...I'm sorry, but there's no way to deny that. *frowns* ...That's impossible... there must have been a mistake. "There has been no mistake."  ?!  *steps out of the shadows* There is no doubt that the killer in this incident was indeed Maya Fey herself.  You. What are you doing here?! I have already told you why I am here.  I don't care. Get out!  I will not leave until— What kind of sick trick are you trying to pull this time, von Karma? Trying to accuse Maya of murder? You pathetic fools. Already you believe I fabricated the evidence, don't you? Well, I'd [very] well like to know how you knew about this if you weren't involved. What are you trying to accomplish? Did Dahlia put you up to this? This has absolutely nothing to do with Dahlia Hawthorne.  Oh, so you're going solo on this one? Bad choice, Baron—I wouldn't want to be in your position right now. The last person who tried ended up in a cage and then badly beaten.  Do you think I don't know that?! Believe me, far be it from me to stage such a coup and rashly pit myself against the wrath of the Angels. No, this has nothing to do with any sort of personal grudge, and everything to do with the fact that Maya Fey is guilty of murder. ...Um... Diego... he's not lying...  *Narrows his eyes* …So it really isn't about one of your vendettas… S-Sis...! *clings to Mia* von Karma, you can't honestly believe that Maya did this. Of course I do. It is you fools who are too blind to see it.  *Eyes on you gesture* I can see just fine, thank you. That was a low blow, even for you. Hmph. My point still stands. Maya Fey is guilty, and I must be the one to prove it.  What do you mean, "prove" it? Are you talking about prosecuting Maya? I thought I made myself clear. Yes, I am. !!!  ...You do realize that there's no way they would let you back into the courthouse, don't you?  I'm afraid an exception will have to be made for this case. I have made up my mind. Oh, that's rich. You want to convince the court that you're not pulling the strings? You're going to have to prove that to them. ... Only if every single person in the Office initially turned it down would you even have a chance, and even then, you'd have to submit to certain confinements. Someone would have to be assigned to work directly with you, someone of top rank, to make sure you didn't taint the trail. And as for making sure you don't make things worse… I'm sure you remember that little collar Mr. Gavin had to wear all that time…. *recoils at this* Wh-what?! I will not subject myself to such— He's right, you know. I doubt anyone would let you back into the courthouse unless they were certain you wouldn't hurt anyone... if you catch my drift. *hesitates* ... *Crosses his arms, looking somewhat impatient* ... ... Nrgh! Fine. If that's the only way to get you pathetic fools to see reason, then so be it. ... *concerned glance at Diego* (He really is serious...) *Looks rather surprised, and then much at unease himself*  … (Mia, people like us don't just agree to confinement like that…! The only thing worth that to me is for the sake of you and your family, and he doesn't even have that! This isn't something one would do in a gamble, it's far too painful in memories. I… I don't think we can dismiss this so easily. Something is very wrong.) *glares at them impatiently* ...  *Cautiously takes a step forward to stand between von Karma and the Feys, holding a hand out to stop the officer from making any sudden moves* … *Very carefully* I'm not all that against seeing what sort of reason would make you agree to something like that.  Wh-what?! But I didn't do it! *Without taking his eyes away* Of course I don't believe he is right. But this may be the first time I'm not sure he's actively lying, at least in the sense of knowing and willful falsehood. I intend to stand in opposition to him to prove how sorely wrong whatever assumption he is working under is, but… whatever's driving him to take that sort of risk must be very important. ... I hope for your sake that you aren't being set up, Herr von Karma, because once that collar goes on, it's not going to be easy to get it off… and you've made plenty of enemies around here. You could try and break the seal somehow, but that would discredit you even further and be rather terrible on your precious record. *narrows eyes, insulted at the comment* I have no intention of being so brash. *Looking a bit worn out and sounding irritable* We don't have time to stand around arguing with one another. If you're really serious about all of this, then go deal with the paperwork! *aura rises somewhat* I don't take orders from you. As the saying goes, "If you want something done right, you gotta do it yourself." And since you seem to want everything to be done perfectly, you better get on it. Don't make me count to ten, or I'll throw you out of the crime scene myself. ...Hmph! I will be seeing you later. *vanishes in a burst of Dark aura* *watches for a moment to make sure he's really gone* ...Something's fishy about this. I'm just not sure what... *still clinging to Mia* S-Sis... I'm scared...  *face softens, stroking Maya's hair consolingly* Don't worry, Maya. I promise you that we will get to the bottom of this and prove you innocent. *glances at Diego* Together.  *sniff* R-really? You will?  *Looking a little tired out, smiling but with a slight sad look in his eyes* Of course. The only way they could stop me would be to put me next door to you. Th-thanks, guys... ...And good luck, okay? Mr. von Karma's really mean...  Don't worry. Even if it does come to that, I'm sure we can deal with him. Yes, we'll just have to make sure not to cause too much collateral damage in the process if it comes up. Though I suppose we could always recruit Lady Ming to lend one of her Kitten serum syringes… Hee hee... ... *carefully puts a hand on Maya's shoulder* I hate to break this up, but... I'm afraid you're going to have to come with us for questioning. Hold up. *Slides in front of the officer, standing firmly* Be careful. Keep her safe. Transfer her to Lee's care, he tends to be assigned to high-profile cases who need a serious level of protection. Do you understand? *nods firmly* Yes, sir. We'll do everything we can.  ...Best of luck to you both. Y-yeah... *slowly walks off with the officer, waving slightly to Mia and Diego* Good luck... *waves back* Just hang in there. We'll figure this out. *Before long, Maya and the officer fade out of sight*  ... *turns to Diego* I guess we'd better get started.  Yeah. First things first… remind me what month it is?  *Covers eyes with a hand* I keep losing track of linear time. Only thing I can really say for absolute certain is that it's not April. I'm... not sure myself, to be honest. August, I think...? August, huh…. *Takes a hand of hers into his, rubbing his thumb over her skin gently* We better finish this as soon as we can, then. I don't want you any more pain than you've had to endure. That is enough suffering.  ...Yes... for all our sakes, let's try and finish this quickly. *takes a look around the immediate area*  <Examine body> We must have gotten here pretty quickly... they haven't even moved the victim's body yet. *cautiously moves closer for a better look*  Please remember not to touch anything, madam. Don't worry, I won't. *glances at Maria's body* From first glance, it looks like she was stabbed... Yeah. With a knife. I wonder where the knife came from. It's a little strange that in a place so full of intense magical energies, a weapon of steel was used. That suggests someone with a more traditional mindset about combat. I'm sensing magical residue in the wound, though. Maybe it was an enchanted weapon? Could be. I'm not sure. I guess we'll have to test for that. *Dryly* With all the things you see in my cases, it's almost rarer to find a weapon that is not enchanted. (I'm curious about the enchantment, though... it's not an aura I recognize.)<Examine officer><Examine buildings> This part of town looks so dangerous... what in the world was Maya doing out here? This part of town IS dangerous. The further away from the center of town, the weaker the positive energies. Places like this are usually where those who have an unsavory reason for wishing to be left alone tend to live, not to mention a host of monsters. I'm surprised we didn't hear her panic earlier, all things considered. *Sighs* I wish I had. I know... (Actually, it is very strange that we didn't notice this sooner...)<Examine harbor> There's the harbor in the distance. You can faintly hear the ocean from here, too. The ocean is one of the landmarks of this town. A lot of places that are high up have views to the ocean. A lot of trade goes in and out of the harbor, even though a second one has opened somewhere up the coast.  I wonder if this woman had business there. I'm not sure... it's possible. --- ...I'm not seeing much here to look at. *Doubtfully* I could try using Darkvision, though I'm not sure it would be of any more use other than to pick up fine details of certain energy levels. There might not be much to see. I'm starting to wonder if this was the scene, usually they tell more of a tale… I know. It makes me wonder if... *trails off, hearing something* ...? *Seems preoccupied in his thoughts* If there's something about this place that makes us unable to sense much, that would explain why we didn't feel her earlier and why we aren't getting much now, but I don't see much to… *Notices* What's caught your attention, Mrs. Fey? I hear someone coming... *Sure enough, there is the faint sound of approaching footsteps... and more notably, the sound of crunching*  *wanders onto the scene, munching on snackoos* ...still don't understand why no one else wanted to take this case... *Raises an eyebrow* …Hello there, Ms. Skye.  Hm? *looks up* What are you two doing here? ...Wait, aren't you Mr. Armando? Are you the prosecutor for this case? … Yes, and very much no, respectively. *Holds up his prosecutor's badge, and flips it over in his hand, quickly replacing it with his defense attorney's badge so that to the observer it looks like it magically turned from one to the other* I am, however, working. Wait, huh? We're going to be Maya's defense team. Oh... wait a minute, Maya Fey, right? Does that mean you're Mia? *nods* That's right.  Oh! I've heard of you from my sister. *offers a hand* I'm Ema Skye. Nice to meet you. Oh, well, it's nice to meet you, too. *shakes hand* You mentioned no one else wanted to take on the case? I hope that doesn't mean you're the only one coming. This place is a bit dangerous for two officers to guard and process the scene alone. Eh, there's some more investigative people coming. It's just the whole precinct was up in a tizzy as soon as they heard that the accused was Maya Fey. *munch* ...So was the Prosecutors' Office, so I heard. ... … *Rubs his left arm subconsciously, shifting his weight* Have they assigned anyone yet? Not as far as I know. I heard they've been having trouble finding someone. *looks concerned* (What if he does end up on the case...?) *Looks cross* (I don't curse in front of ladies, I don't curse in front of ladies…) Are you in charge of the investigation part, then? Or at least this particular scene?  Yep, that would be me. Speaking of which, I need to do some investigation here, if you don't mind...  *Shakes his head, sighing on the inside* I understand. Our presences may disrupt your readings. But I don't know if I can leave you in good conscience until some further backup arrives. Look, I'm sure I'll be— We firmly believe that Maya didn't do this, which means someone else was involved, and they may be nearby. But whether or not you believe that, you must know this: Demons have shown interest in this case, and one has been nearby VERY recently. ... Showed up shortly after the alarm first got out, as a matter of fact… and forgive me, but even extensive training is hard pressed to counter someone intent to hurt or worse when they have the capacity to phase in and out. ...Okay, whatever. Just try not to get in my way. *wanders over to get a closer look at the body* ...As long as we're here, would it be alright if we ask a few questions? Sure, I guess. I doubt I know much more than you do, though. Do you know what the victim was doing out here? Or Maya, for that matter? To be honest, I have no idea. *pulls out a scanner to do some scans* Do you know who she is, by the way? Yeah. Apparently her name is Maria Freeman. Young widow; her husband was also killed a few days ago. I think his murder trial just ended... (That's... worrying.) … *Presses his lips into a thin line* Was she under investigation or pending to testify? I heard she was the defendant. She was just recently found innocent, though. It's too bad, really. (I wonder if Maya knows about this?) (We'll have to ask her when we see her. We can almost certainly find out more about that case at the Office… but first I want to ask whether that would be a violation of protocol for me to look it up myself.) (Hm... I guess we can ask about that later.) *to Ema* ...Do you know what happened? How Mrs. Freeman died, that is? We're still trying to figure that out, exactly. But from what I heard, they got into an argument of some sort, and Maya had a knife... bam. End of story. (...Yes, we're definitely going to have to ask Maya about this.) Heard from who, exactly? *Sounds a bit disapproving rather than angry* (The scene is still very fresh. If they had had time to conduct an initial interview before we turned up, I'd be rather surprised.) Well... first off, you should probably know there was a witness. (Out here? ...I sure hope it wasn't von Karma...) (Ha. I doubt it, he can hardly call himself to testify, and he seemed bent on prosecuting, not on standing witness. Not very many people come out here on a regular basis. I wonder…) *munches on snackoos* We're still talking with him about what he saw, but that's the gist of what I heard. I see... *silence for a while* (You're the family friend. If there's something else you have in mind, now would be the time to ask.) (I'm thinking, but I'm not sure there's anything else I can ask her this early in...) (*Sigh* Then I guess we'll just have to ask later.)*As if on cue, some other investigative officers start arriving on the scene* …We better get going. Yeah, I guess so. Good luck with the investigation.  Yeah, good luck to you, too. *starts moving away from the scene of the crime* I'd like to talk to Maya about this. I wonder how long she'll be in questioning... *Follows after* That depends on how much she has to say and who is questioning her. Some people take the tactic of not asking much and sitting in quiet until they break, or of leaving them all alone in silence to the same purpose…. Some just keep asking the same questions again and again. So it might be a while, then. What should we do in the meantime? Well, I need to stop by the Office at some point, and I also want to talk to Jason or Nancy about that area. See if anyone's been hunting there recently. I don't think we'll get a chance to talk to the witness, but we might be able to find out who it was. Hm... well, whatever you think we should do first.  *Smiles slightly and presents his badge* Heads or tails? *chuckles, amused* Really?  *Smiles and puts a finger to her chin* There, that's the Mia I know. I knew that would make you smile. Haha. Alright, then, heads. *He flips his badge into the air, catches it, and turns it over onto the back of his other hand. The symbol of the scales is showing.* Heads. To the Office we go. Alright then. Lead the way. Alright, but I'm taking the shortcut. *Smiles and fades out* *follows* To be continued... (Court Record)Evidence Attorney's Badge - My badge. It's been a few years since I last took a case, come to think of it...  Magatama - My magatama. It's a symbol of Kurain, but it also helps me to see people's Psyche-Locks. --- Profiles Diego Armando - My wonderful husband. We're working together on this case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Happy servant of the Fey household. Not so happy with this mess.}") Maya Fey - My little sister, and the defendant in this case. We'll do everything we can... (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "2/7". It is written in harsh strokes, digging into the paper…) Manfred von Karma - One of our cruelest enemies. Insists on prosecuting this case. I sure hope not... (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Is he really going to go through with this, despite the cost of being rendered helpless…?}") Ema Skye - The detective in charge of this case. Her sister and I went to school together. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{She's used to seeing me as a prosecutor. This could get odd.}") Maria Freeman - The victim. Apparently was just recently cleared of the murder of her husband. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Same name as our cat.}") |
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Post by PFA on Feb 26, 2014 1:19:20 GMT -5
{August 31st, 11:42AM Prosecutors' Office} *Diego fades into the scene just outside the main doors and adjusts his vest. He seems to have a more distant than usual expression in his eyes.* (I promised I would protect them, and yet I could not stop this. I succeeded in making Mia smile, but how long before she notices the uneasiness inside?) *fades in next to him* Shall we go inside, or is this solely a prosecutorial matter? …I don't know yet. *Sighs* *Opens the door and holds it for Mia* I hope Miles isn't too busy, he's one of the only two people likely to know the answers to my questions and we need to speak to him anyway. Regardless of whether or not he's working, actually. Well, I suppose there's only one way to find out. *walks in* *Walks inside behind her* *When they enter the room, there is a lot of hubbub between some of the police force and prosecutors who are there. However, as soon as they notice Mia and Diego, the room falls silent*  ...Er... hallo? … * Calmly* Why so surprised to see me? I work here.  I, ah... I just want to assure you both that I am not on the case. (...I think that worries me more than it comforts me...)*This only seems to make Diego more cross, his eyes turning hard. He doesn't say anything for a while, just making a slightly irritated expression before putting a hand over his eyes and shaking his head.* …I know you've been talking about me behind my back. ... Where is Miles.  Herr Edgeworth? Ah... I think he's in his office? Good. *Walks past, speaking as he does so* Call your brother, why don't you? Demons are on the prowl. *Doesn't wait for an answer, just heads for the stairs, slamming the door behind them* ... ... *follows, concerned* *Walking up the stairs, seems a muffled kind of mad* *In Spanish* {I thought that kind of talk would have died out long ago. I don't know what makes me angrier, the fact it's going on or the fact it's getting to me.} *hurries to catch up with him* Diego, it's okay... *Stops and turns to give her a slightly pained expression, letting his mask of bravado fall for a moment* *Then looks down at the ground quickly, relaxing* You're right. I'm sorry. ... *Diego walks up the rest of the way without saying anything, though he does seem to have calmed down. Upon reaching the correct floor, he leads the way to Miles' office and knocks on his door* *from inside the room* "Yes?" Es necesitar que nos hablamos, Señor Edgeworth. Please open the door. *A pause. A few moments later, the door swings open*  ...Armando? What is it? (…You tell me. Why is the Office treating me like a walking time bomb?) (...) Something's come up. You're one of the two people around here who best knows the rules, and I need your advice. Also, we have news we need to inform you of. *Glances vaguely in the direction of Franziska's office* …Privately. ...Alright. Come inside. *steps aside to let them in* *walks in, glancing around at the office absently* *Diego also steps inside, closing and locking the door behind him. He frowns slightly* ("Do you want the bad news or the worse news first?" No… sounds too bitter.) …Don't know how much you heard yet, but I'm taking on another defense case. ...Maya Fey, right? I... heard about that. I'm sorry. There's some information that would be valuable to us that I know is in the Office database that I could easily access as a prosecutor. …Except, I'm working this particular case for the defense. So I don't know if that's allowed. From what I understand, the case has already been concluded. ...I suppose that depends. Which case are you talking about? The Freeman case. Perhaps you've heard of it.  *raises eyebrow* ...The Freeman case? That's... very recent. Honestly, I'm not sure Franziska has even finished the paperwork on it yet. (Franziska... I'm guessing she was the prosecutor for that case.) I could probably... tell you somewhat about it, though. *Raises an eyebrow for a moment* (Not the answer I was expecting. I get the feeling I've missed something.) Anything you can tell us would be of help. …Please. ...What sort of information are you looking for? Well... I understand that the defendant was Maria Freeman, and the victim was her husband? Yes, that's right. The victim's name was Bourne Freeman. Was Mr. Freeman working or involved in anything that could have been cause to kill him and frame his wife? Well... officially not much is known about that, but... "But"?  *takes a deep breath, brushing his hair out of his face* There's... something else you should probably know. ...My father was on that case.  ... What? (I'm surprised I didn't hear about this...) *Looks very surprised* I can't believe I missed that, that would have been—  *Abruptly halts his thought, struck with a realization* Wait a minute.  *strained sigh*  Your father went up against your sister?! Yes, unfortunately... that is also true. Oh dear...  Yes, let's just say it was... interesting. *ahem* (Dios mío, too bad I missed it. I'll have to watch the tapes after they're released to public access. Though something tells me that could be a few months….) I see… *Quietly* Then maybe it's time to tell you who we just ran into seconds after taking the case regarding the death of the wife. ...I fear I may dread the answer, but... who? Let's just say someone offered to prosecute the case.  ... *slowly realizes* No... I'm sorry, Miles.  *horrified* von Karma wants to prosecute?! What does he— Shh! *gestures vaguely toward Franziska's office* Keep your voice down, please. ...You're right, I'm sorry. *massages temples* My question remains the same, though. Whatever he wants, it can't be good. *Frowns* I told him the qualifications to allow it would be very narrow, but even the threat of having his power cut off isn't deterring him. People like… *Sighs and looks away* …like us don't agree to something like that for petty reasons. One of the factors that plays into the possibility… is no one in the Office accepting the case. I had thought the chances of that were small… I guess I underestimated the impact the case would carry. ... I can't deny that the thought of prosecuting Maya Fey is somewhat... intimidating. I, for one, am sure it must be a hoax meant only to cause trouble... especially now that I know Manfred von Karma may be involved.  *Sighs* My temper precedes me, does it not? I do have to admit it might make for a hostile work environment after the fact. *Crosses his arms and looks over at Miles again, looking tired* I'm sure it's a setup, too, for obvious reasons. I find it… curious how your family is tied up in it. I find it unsettlingly odd, myself. I wonder if von Karma knows about that case... Since I doubt Franziska would be… willing… to release files without at least asking why we want to know, and the public access files aren't available at the moment, I guess we'll be talking to your father about the case with Mr. Freeman. I can't help but think they must be related. …A couple rarely dies together in the span of a few days by accident. That's actually something I wanted to mention. After that case finished, my father left his case notes with me for safekeeping. I think if you ask him, he may be willing to let you look at them. That would probably be helpful, actually. We can ask him. *Nods* I think that is all… but I'm going to give you this for now. *He fishes a keychain out of his pocket and hands it to Miles. It has three keys on it.* As before—to my office, desk, and file cabinets. I think in this case it would be best if the accusation alone couldn't be made that I was abusing my position, given the kind of talk that's already starting to circulate. *accepts the keychain, looking at it thoughtfully* ...I understand. I'm sure we'll be seeing you again soon. Be careful, Miles, and make sure the others stay safe, too. Be on extra guard. I will. And I hope you will, likewise. *nods, turning to Diego* Shall we talk to Gregory Edgeworth, then? *Nods* Yes. By the time we're done, I'm sure Maya will be ready to see us. *Opens the door and bows* After you, my lady. *smiles and walks out of the room, waving briefly to Miles* See you later. *Closes the door behind them* ~*~*~ {Spirit World} *Diego and Mia fade in. Maria the cat runs up to greet them, twirling around their legs in a figure eight and purring. Diego reaches down to pet her absentmindedly, looking around* *concentrates on Gregory's aura* ... This way. *leads on* *Before long, they find Gregory* Mr. Edgeworth?  Hm? Oh, hello. Did you need something? *Looks at Mia* …Yes. We're on a case right now, and we need your help.  My help? What with? Miles tells us you handled Maria Freeman's case? Yes, that's right. What about it? ...She's been murdered.  *frowns* ...What? Really? After all that effort I went through to save her... *frowns in turn* ...I'm sorry. We think it might be related to the other case. We… really need to know. *Takes in a deep breath* Maya's been arrested, and you'd never believe who has almost demanded to prosecute it. Maya's been arrested? And who...? *scowls* Manfred von Karma. He wants to prosecute her.  *severe double-take* What?! Yeah, I know. And that might actually be possible.  No way... what is he trying to pull?! *frowns* We're not sure, but he's been... surprisingly genuine about it. We're not sure what's going on, or why he cares. He could be trying to get back at me, because I defended her, but at the same time... *thinks on this, troubled* Master Edgeworth, with all due respect… he's agreed to have his powers cut off for the duration of the investigation, should he be granted oversight. ...What? *Slightly more tense voice* To be laid helpless like that is not something that is… easy… for people who died helpless. If he were trying to get back at you, well… I suppose it's possible, but he'd be taking quite the gamble. ...That... that doesn't make any sense. von Karma is way too stubborn to submit to something like that. Why would he...? *lost in thought* ... Do you think you could tell us a bit about the case? Like Diego said, we think it's probably related. Hm? Oh, of course. What do you want to know? Mr. and Mrs. Freeman died within a short period of time from each other. I hardly find that coincidental. Was Mr. Freeman involved with anything unsavory enough to kill him, frame his wife, and then kill her, too?  ... *sigh* I'm not sure if I should tell you this, but... (...That's a very worrying way to start...) Mrs. Freeman told me that her husband was previously involved with a criminal organization of some sort. But he broke free of it, and they had been hunting him down for it ever since. Oh my... do you think they would go so far as to hunt down Maria, as well? I'm sure of it. … *Mutters* How very familiar. This is turning into a very scary episode of The Twilight Zone. *To Gregory* Do you know if anyone else could be in imminent danger from them?  I'm... not sure. Sorry. *slowly* Do... you know why they might be after Maya? ...I'm not sure if she's told you, but your sister helped me for that case. She... helped you? Yes. She had some... concerns, about some recent cases that have been cropping up. Mrs. Freeman's was one of them. What do you mean by "concerns"? ... Apparently, there have been at least two recent cases where she has been unable to contact the victim. *horrified by that implication* Wh-what?! *Slight frown* That doesn't necessarily mean they're gone. Remember the time she couldn't contact me? That's true, but... I'm afraid it might be more sinister than that. How so? ... ---  As for you, Ms. Tang... you'll be awaiting further trial at a later date.  N... n...  NOOOOOOOOO! !  NO! Please, you can't do this to me! Y-you don't understand! Ms. Tang?! H-he... he'll take me! And he'll take you, too!--- *adjusts glasses* ...I don't know. *Suddenly, the background fades to an off-white, and a glassy-looking Psyche-Lock appears in front of Gregory, chains clattering softly*  ...! *blinks in surprise* ...What's going on? It's, um... it's called a Psyche-Lock... they appear when someone is lying. (Normally only those with magatamas can see them, but this is the Spirit World, so...) *Raises hand a little as if he's a student making a comment* Uh, well, or at least when they're keeping secrets. (Oh geez, this is more than a little frightening. Unsettling would be closer.) ...Oh. ...I see. *despite this knowledge, the Psyche-Lock doesn't budge* … (He's hiding things from us, even at these stakes…? Who are these people?)*Slight awkward pause*  …We understand. It's alright if you don't feel comfortable talking about it. This has been pretty hard on all of us. ... But… why did she get involved in all of this? I understand her concern… but why become involved with a case? (Without even telling us, for that matter…)*The lock fades as the subject changes* *seems a little relieved* I'm not sure what exactly has been going on, but neither was she. ...I think that's why she wanted to help Mrs. Freeman find out. What...? She was talking of trying to find the people responsible for all of the mysterious murders recently. I'm afraid in doing so... she may have gotten herself in trouble. … That being the case, then, at the moment she's in one of the safest places she could be. We'll just have to make sure she doesn't stay there. *thinks on this* ... Miles also mentioned that you left some case notes with him. Would it be alright if we looked at those? Hm? Oh, go ahead, if it helps. I think it will be of great help to us. From the sounds of it, we have two problems running around… two dark organizations with motives uncertain. Information on even just half of what is going on would be useful. By the way, if this organization really is involved, there's something else you should know. These people are very good at hiding their identity... to the point that they can even mimic auras that aren't their own. Mimicking other people's auras? I didn't know that was possible... Neither did I, but apparently they've found a way. If this group is involved in this case, which they almost certainly are, their Tainted magic will be present. If you run into any suspicious auras, use Light on it... you'll know it when you see it. Tainted magic... we'll have to keep that in mind. Thank you. *Seems uneasy about that* I'd rather not have to go gang hunting if I can help it. There are a lot more people with weapons capable of harming spirits than there used to be, and from what you've told us, they have a way to cut us off from the mortal world in a rather serious way. But something tells me once we get involved, we won't have to go to them… they'll come to us. … Keep an eye on the others for us, won't you? We'll be rather… busy for a while. *nods* ...I'll do my best. Good luck to you both. *Looks to Mia* (We need to talk.) *glances at Diego, then nods at Gregory* We'll see you later. *walks off with Diego* --- It's not often that I take defense cases.
I was a defense attorney for longer, yes, but it's at the Prosecutors' Office that I actually have a job. I'll take cases upon request, and of course I take them if they're people I care about.
This was one of those times.
But saints preserve us. What a horrid time.
What could I do, when I had so little control? I wasn't running the show—I wasn't even leading the defense. I had failed to protect Mia… failed to protect Maya… failed Misty entirely—would I lose them all from this sudden threat in the shadows?
It didn't make sense. They can't have gone to all this trouble unless they wanted…
…I just wish we had known… that I could have prevented this somehow.
I can't lose them again.
I can't.--- *As soon as they are somewhere with privacy, Diego immediately stops. He kneels down on one knee and takes Mia's hands into his own, looking up into her eyes and speaking quietly.* I can't lose you again. ...  *Bows his head, eyes cast down in submissive shame* I can't. It destroyed me the first time. I won't. Not again. *A pause* *Sounding exhausted* Others have said things about me. My traditional ways. I know I was a bit of a cocky upstart when I was alive. But I have never meant you or any woman disrespect. I realize I've made mistakes. I was arrogant. I made the wrong choices, trying to do it all by myself for selfish reasons. In the end, I… I had nothing. And without you, I had lost purpose. When I came here and saw you again… You and your family have been so kind. I don't think you're weak. It's not that I think you can't hold your own. That's not it at all. But Mia… you are everything to me. I want to protect you. If… if I must fight, I will fight! If I must submit, I shall surrender! I will suffer anything in your place!*His form flickers, faulting as his will to maintain it is slipping into vulnerability*  *Fervently, shaking* No matter the price, whatever it takes! I'd die again first—fighting or as sacrifice— before I let them take you!*He pulls one hand away, placing it to his face and cutting back a start of a silent sob. He seems to be gathering his thoughts and trying to get a grip again.* ...Diego... *A bit of silence, Diego's form slowly shifting back.*  These people are dangerous. And we don't have any idea if they are in league with that wretched Ring of Darkness. Whatever they're doing, it's bad enough that spirits are so hurt they cannot be called. Once we learn of the ones responsible, if they suspect we are coming, they may try to fight, to silence the threat. If it gets to that, I want you to come here and stay. No matter what is happening to me. Please. ... *nods slowly* I understand. *Kisses Mia's hands, squeezing them tightly before standing up and giving her a bear hug* *hugs back* ...It will be okay, Diego... {Somewhere in my heart I know. But even the lion can be afraid. First I see my coworkers afraid of me, and then I learn of an entire organization in the shadows capable of such terrible things, one that I wasn't there to protect her from. I just don't want to fall anymore into a nightmare. As long as you're there, though, I know it will be alright… it will be alright.} *He calms down a little and kisses her brow, sighing* {We've been through worse, though. Some day we'll just look back on this as a bad memory.} *Smiles after a moment* {Because together we can do anything.} *smiles warmly* {It's alright, Diego. Together, we'll be alright.} *Smiles at this, relaxing to his normal content state* {Well, we'd better get going again. No rest for the weary. There are mysteries yet to solve.} *nods* {You're right.} Maya is probably out of questioning by now. Yes. We'd better warn the handlers about who's involved. I'll bet Lee's in charge. Let's go find out. *Fades out* *follows* ~*~*~ {August 31st, 12:18PM Taco City Detention Center} *They fade in outside the center and then walk inside. There seems to be a little bit of bustle inside* (They seem busy... is it because of Maya's case?)"Ah, there you are." ? *looks up* *Lee's walking toward them, swishing his tail*  I was wondering when you'd arrive. You must have been quite busy. Oh, hello, Lee. Are you on the investigation? In a way. I tend to be placed in direct involvement with the interrogations for sensitive cases, though I do handle patrols when I'm not involved in what's going on around here. When your sister was brought in, I was called in immediately. I see... that makes sense.  Quite the interesting story she's given me… I'm sure she'll be glad to see the both of you. She seemed a bit better after Lady Ky brought her a juicebox and a bowl of spaghetti. Why spaghetti, I do not know. *Wags tail a bit* She's available to talk to you now. I assume that's what you came here for. *smiles* Yes, exactly. Thank you. Right this way. Don't worry, Mr. and Mrs. Armando… she's quite safe, and we gave her a blanket to help brighten the room. *Turns and walks away* *Seems relieved* This place seems a bit gentler with him being more in charge. *Follows after* Yes, it's a nice change of pace. *follows as well* *Before long, they arrive at Maya's cell* *walks into the room* Maya?  *looks up at the sound of the voice, and immediately brightens* Sis! Mr. Godot! *Presses his hand against the security glass, smiling* Hey there, chica. Been behaving yourself for Mr. Vendetta, I hope? Yeah... it's good to see you guys. *smiles* Have you been holding up alright?  Y-yeah, I think so. I feel kind of tired, though... That's understandable. It's been an exhausting day. *Pulls up one of the chairs and sits down* We talked to a couple of people, so it took a while. *Gently* You were involved in the other Freeman case, weren't you. Yeah... Mr. Edgeworth was on that case, and I decided to help him out. How long have you been working on these kind of cases? Was that the first one? Well, people have been asking me about contacting the victims of murder cases a lot recently, because of the possibility of arranging revivals. It's usually not a big deal, but a couple weeks ago, they asked me about someone named Ray Venn, and I tried to contact his spirit, and... ...And you couldn't contact him? ...No. I tried several times, but I couldn't sense his spirit at all. That was really scary.  We also tried to get Master Piers to help us. Nothing, I'm afraid. Did you ever get any threats to stop? No. It was just... nothing. It was really strange... So what happened in Mr. Freeman's case? Did you hear about it and offer to help, or were you asked for help? It was the same thing. They asked me about contacting his spirit, and there was nothing. At that point, I knew something weird was going on, and I heard Mr. Edgeworth was on the case... so I offered to help him to see if I could figure out what was going on. I think something happened in that case that changed things. Perhaps you discovered something you were not "supposed" to. Can you think of what that might be?  ...Maybe, but... I don't know. ...Mr. Edgeworth already told us a bit about the criminal organization, if that's what you're afraid of. ... After the trial, I told Maria that I'd help her find the people responsible for killing her husband. So then we went out to the abandoned part of town to look, but— *concerned* By yourselves? I-I thought I'd be okay, because I knew you guys would come to help me if it came down to it, but... ...W-we shouldn't have gone alone... Promise us you won't do that again, Maya. You can't get used to doing things like this! It's a dangerous habit to get into, and not just for the obvious reasons. It would be one thing if we could always come to your side. But it won't work back at home! If you forgot about that and… *Trails off, looking very pained about something, starting to tremor slightly* … I'm so sorry... I'll never do it again. I guess I just really wanted to set things right... Shhh-shh-shhh… It's alright. *Looks sad* It's just… we care so much about you, you know. We want you to be safe. *sniff* Yeah... Were you traveling together when it happened, or did you find her? I... I don't know... You "don't know"? It's all kind of fuzzy. I remember we were out looking, and I guess we got separated? But then I found this weird knife, and... then it all goes blank, until the police woke me up and arrested me. *Raises an eyebrow* "Woke you up"? Were you passed out? Yeah, I guess so. (It must have been a severe drain on her energy, then.) ...And you don't remember anything at all between that? No. As far as I remember, I wasn't there. *thinks on this* (This sounds almost like a channeling, but...) So why did you go to the abandoned part of town, specifically? That place is filled with monsters and the occasional pirates. Because that's around where we were when Mr. Edgeworth and I met that lady who did kill him. I thought it would be a good place to start. I guess that makes sense... it's still dangerous, though. I-I know. I'm sorry. *Thoughtful about this* Then there may be more to that place than there appears. That's what I was thinking... we didn't find anything, though. All the more reason I do not trust the results. We didn't find much either. Given the circumstances, there may be something wrong with the ability to sense what is going on around there. That could explain some things... You're very fortunate to be safe. Lee's going to take care of you while you're here. Don't let anyone inside unless he's with them, alright? Whatever is going on is extremely, extremely dangerous. I know it's hard and scary to be in a cell, but right now that's one of the safest places you can be. You have a great deal of security and your very own guards and everything. Y-yeah, okay. Maybe they'll let you do some painting and you can decorate the room more.  *Smiles warmly* What do you think would be better, pink or purple? *giggles softly* Purple. Definitely purple. *chuckles* I don't think it would be a good idea to paint the prison walls purple. Hee hee. It would look so nice, though... Haha. Well, just hang in there, alright? We'll get you out of there as soon as we can. ...Yeah. Thanks again, guys... Be brave. It's going to be rough. I went…  He went to the Office to try and learn more about the Freeman case, but discovered people were hiding from him. Hiding so they wouldn't have to take the heat. *frowns* (Diego...) If no one wants to take the case... *looks worried* It's not true, is it? Mr. von Karma...? ... I have no reason to doubt his curiosity in the case, though the "fact" he was or will be involved is questionable at best. I just... I hope you guys don't have to go against him. He's really scary in court. It's okay, Maya. Even if he does end up on the case... we won't let that stop us from reaching the truth. *Gives his cool-cat smile* If he does end up there, I pity the audience more than anything else. I'm told I can be scary in my own right. *chuckles weakly* Yeah, I guess... *stands up* Well, I think that's it for now. Oh... you're leaving already? It's okay, Maya. Just hang in there, alright? You'll be safe here. We've got a few more errands to run. But don't worry, we'll be back before you know it. Just try and rest, it's been a long day. You'll need your energy. ... *nods slowly* Okay. *smiles reassuringly, then turns to Diego* Well, let's go.  Do try and stay out of trouble, you two. We will. *walks out of the room* Especially you, Diego Armando. … Don't worry, I'll behave. *Also leaves* *glances back at Diego* So where to now? Windy's Point. The people there might know a bit about the location under investigation. Including who might have frequented it. Sounds like it's worth a visit. Let's go. *fades out* ~*~*~ {August 31st, 12:42PM Windy's Point} *The place seems as cheerful as usual, with people eating and drinking and singing. Jason is playing at the piano. No one seems to notice when Mia and Diego walk in, caught in the middle of a song* Soooo come take a drink
And drown your sorrows!
And all of our fears
Will be gone 'til tomorrow!
We'll have no regrets
And LIVE for the day!
At Nancy's Harbor Café!~ (Oh my. It's awfully lively in here.) (At least some things haven't changed.) *Calls out* OI! Piano man! A request, if you please!  *Turns to face them* Well hey there, lovebirds! *Swishes tail* A bit busy, I'm afraid—already songs in queue! Why don't you sit down and join us? *He starts playing Hit the Road, Jack* Haha. Well, it can't hurt to relax for a little while. *goes to find a seat* *Diego smiles slightly and goes over to join her. It isn't long before someone comes over to join them.* Nancy: The usual, I expect? Though I still can't be sure why you ever pay for any if you can just summon some coffee yourself. *Tilts his head back to look up at the large Eyrie* Well, that takes energy and effort. Besides, you threatened to throw me out last time I did. Something about a non-competitive clause? *Nancy clacks her beak in amusement, writing something down* Nancy: So why are the two of you really here? I haven't seen you out in public since your wedding, Mrs. Fey. Though granted, I don't get the chance to frolic out and about the high town much myself. Well... if you really want to know, we're investigating a recent murder, and were wondering if you might be able to give us some information. Nancy: *Stretches wings a bit* Oh, I might. Fair warning that there's more gossip than fact around here, so take what you get with a grain of salt. What did you want to know? And would you like anything? An appetizer, perhaps? I suppose it couldn't hurt to have something to eat. Maybe just a basket of rolls for now. Nancy: *Marks this down* Alright. I think you'll like them, we have some fine bakers in right now. Sounds good, thank you. I don't suppose it would be any good to ask if you know of any shadowy organizations? Nancy: Not particularly. There are always a couple of gangs running around in other parts of town. Even some of the crews could qualify, depending on who you ask. "No questions asked" business isn't that uncommon. Well, someone's been murdered in the outskirts of town near the harbor. Do you know who might have been out that direction recently? Nancy: … *Glances out in the direction of the harbor* There's been a surge of wild dogs and rats out there lately. Keep coming into other parts of town. Normally there are monsters that keep the population under control, but apparently not in a while. A couple of the mercenaries have been going out there to hunt. It doesn't pay much, so not many find it worth the time. Not something you hear people bragging about, so I don't know much more than that. Sorry. Do you at least know which mercenaries might have been hunting? Nancy: *Twirls her pencil between her fingers* Probably the more battle-hungry ones. Boys like Felix, Speedy, Crono, Axel…. Maybe a couple of crew members from ships looking for spare cash and something to do. Hm... I see. (So one of those people might be our witness...) Have any of them been acting strangely recently? Nancy: No more than usual. Felix and Speedy are almost always broody. I rarely let Axel inside, so I don't know if he's been in more trouble than normal. *thinks on this* (There's still so many mysteries we're going to have to sort out...) (I know. This seems to make less sense by the moment. Maybe the case notes will help clear a few things up.) (Sounds good.) (...But for now, I think we may as well lay back and relax for a little while. Get our minds off of it all.) *Smiles and puts an arm around Mia* (You always have the best ideas.) *smiles back at him, then turns to Nancy* Well, thank you for your help. I think that's all for now. *Nancy goes off to put in their order.* *watches her leave, then turns her attention to Jason's music* If everyone cared,
And nobody cried!
If everyone loved,
And nobody lied.
If everyone shared
And swallowed their pride—
Then we'd see the dayyyyyy…
When nobody died
I'm singin'
A- Amen, I,
Amen, I
I'm alive!
Amen, I
Amen, I,
Amen, I
I'm alive!~~*~*~ The case was definitely off to a rough start. There were so many things we didn't understand, things we didn't have answers to. We attempted to contact Maria Freeman's spirit, just to be sure, but as I expected, there was no response. I'm still not sure why this is, but considering how uneasy Mr. Edgeworth was about it... it troubles me.
Speaking of which, Mr. Edgeworth's notes basically told us what he had already told us: that Bourne Freeman had been murdered by one of his former allies, and that said former allies specialize in a mysterious and powerful type of magic he referred to as "Tainted magic." Apparently this magic is highly moldable and nearly indiscernible from regular magic, except that it has a negative reaction to Light. I suppose that is why he warned us of it... I imagine it will come up at some point.
We had so many questions, and so few answers. I just hoped that we would be able to sort this all out during the trial the next day.To be continued... (Court Record)Evidence Attorney's Badge - My badge. It's been a few years since I last took a case, come to think of it... Magatama - My magatama. It's a symbol of Kurain, but it also helps me to see people's Psyche-Locks.  Gregory's Notes - Mr. Edgeworth's notes from the previous Freeman case. Talks about Bourne Freeman's former allies and Tainted magic. --- Profiles Diego Armando - My wonderful husband. We're working together on this case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Happy servant of the Fey household. Not so happy with this mess.}") Maya Fey - My little sister, and the defendant in this case. We'll do everything we can... (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "2/7". It is written in harsh strokes, digging into the paper…) Manfred von Karma - One of our cruelest enemies. Insists on prosecuting this case. I sure hope not... (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Is he really going to go through with this, despite the cost of being rendered helpless…?}") Ema Skye - The detective in charge of this case. Her sister and I went to school together. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{She's used to seeing me as a prosecutor. This could get odd.}") Maria Freeman - The victim. Apparently was just recently cleared of the murder of her husband. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Same name as our cat. Why didn't we hear about her case?}") Bourne Freeman - The victim's late husband. Apparently was in a criminal organization of some sort, but broke free, and was then hunted down for it. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Deja vu much? Doubt a coincidence…}") Franziska von Karma - One of Diego's coworkers, and von Karma's daughter. Was the prosecutor for the previous Freeman case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{She's a great prosecutor and quite a good storyteller during downtime, but I don't think she likes me that much.}") Gregory Edgeworth - A fellow Angel, and a good friend of ours. Was the defense for the previous Freeman case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Legendary model example for all defense attorneys since at least 2001. Seems uneasy about something from this case.}") Lee Vendetta - Maya's guard. Is actually the embodiment of Empathy. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Great guy, a lot more powerful than he lets on. He works for the precinct a lot these days.}") |
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Post by PFA on Mar 5, 2014 1:29:52 GMT -5
{September 1st, 9:49AM District Courthouse Defendant's Lobby} Well... here we are. I'm so nervous, Sis... I feel kind of sick... (I'm feeling a bit nervous, myself...) *Checks his watch* (I can understand that.) *Reaches over and teases Maya's topknot* Don't worry, burger-girl. It'll be fine. Y-yeah, I guess... you don't think Mr. von Karma really is the prosecutor, do you? I don't know... *massages temples* (A bit of a headache... I wonder...) ...What day is it? ! It's, um... it's September 1st. ...Mm... September already? --- It was early September... the 5th. That was the day that I died. Struck in the head with a decorative clock.
It is well documented that spirits who remember and regret their death, who visit the mortal realm on the anniversary of their departure, will relive the pain they experienced that fateful day. The effect usually doesn't bother me, as I'm usually in the Spirit World at that time, but this year... I should be careful how much stress I put on myself.
Not that that will be easy with a case like this...--- *Firmly* This won't take very long. I hope not. I'd hate to think if... *trails off* *shrinks* S-Sis, I'm so sorry... Don't be, Maya. It's not your fault. *turns Diego* Just in case... Diego, depending on how long this trial lasts...  Don't fret, you two. It'll be fine. (If at any time you need to go, just go. I don't want this to be any harder on you. Don't push yourself too far.) (I should be fine, but... you'll take over for me if it comes down to it?) (Of course I will. Just like I promised you years ago. I may not have been there then, but I'm here now.) *nods slowly, giving him a hug* (Thanks, Diego... it means a lot to me.) *Hugs back* I'm here for you both, never forget that.  *nods* ...I guess the trial will be starting soon. I guess so. Stay close to your guards, okay? And just try to relax. I know it's hard, but it'll be the best thing for right now. ...Okay. Good luck. *smiles reassuringly* Don't worry. We'll be done with all of this soon enough. "The trial for Maya Fey is about to start. All participants, please move to courtroom number four." I guess that's our cue. Let's go. *leads the way* *Follows after* *follows with her guards* ~*~*~ {September 1st, 10:00AM District Courthouse Courtroom No.4} *walks over to the defense's bench, glancing across the courtroom at the prosecutor's bench* *No one is there* (...No prosecutor yet. It must be someone else, right? I can't imagine Manfred von Karma would ever be late.) (You'd be surprised what you can be late to if you're feeling stylish or sluggish.) *More seriously, smile fading* (But I hope it's someone else. If it is him, that means the entire Office was afraid of me…) (Well, I—)*WHAM!* ! *looks over at the doors* *Sure enough, a familiar imposing figure stands in the doorway. Shocked murmurs reverberate through the courtroom as everyone realizes who it is* ... (No... he's actually doing it...)*Diego briefly puts his face in his hands, briefly giving off an aura of confused and lonely guilt. He shakes his head as he cuts that off, sighing and lifting his face. His eyes seem to reflect that he is worn out from something, the same look he used to wear almost constantly when haunted by his past.*  *stares at von Karma calculatingly from across the courtroom* ...Mr. von Karma. So the rumors are true. ...That is correct. *makes his way to the prosecutor's bench, ignoring the remarks from the gallery* *The observant would notice, standing out from von Karma's usual ensemble, a pair of magical wrist cuffs. They are seamless and completely snug, but not gripping tight—enough to be mildly uncomfortable, but not painful. A more seasoned observant would notice they have the same color and appearance as the collar Kristoph Gavin wore while carrying out his sentence the previous year.*  *Slips in behind von Karma, silently taking his place next to him at the prosecutor's bench* ... Well then. *bangs gavel, silencing the crowd* Court is now in session for the trial of Maya Fey. ... *ahem* The defense is ready, Your Honor.  *crosses arms* ...Is there any doubt in any of your minds? I would not be here were I not perfectly prepared for this case.  (You just can't resist the theatrics, can you?) (You can't expect anything else from one who lived larger than life, my love.) ...Quite frankly, Mr. von Karma, I still find it unusual that you are here at all. Hmph. I am well aware of how "suspicious" it must seem for me to be here, but my reasons for being here are not because of any personal involvement. If you do not believe me, I am fully capable of proving it. ... I am here for one reason alone. *looks up* The defendant is guilty. And I will prove it. *scowls* ... ...Is that your opening statement, Mr. von Karma? Yes. You will come to see by this trial's end. I'm sure the Judge can see just fine already. I thought I told you not to go there. It's a metaphor, you ignorant fool. *bangs gavel* Order! No personal attacks on each other, please. ... Let us continue. What of you, Mrs. Armando?  ...Or do you still go by Ms. Fey? *amused* Let's compromise and go with Mrs. Fey.  *Puts a hand over his heart, holding the other out as he grins* She's the love of my life! Considering the family traditions, I'm just lucky she didn't make me change my name to Mr. Fey. *chuckles at this* Oh, Diego... *rolls his eyes* ...Alright then. Mrs. Fey, your opening statement? *ahem* ...I do not believe that Maya is responsible for this. I believe a sinister force is at work here, something that I don't fully understand yet, but that Maya has become unfortunately tangled up in. And because of this, someone has framed her for a crime that she did not commit. How pathetic. You've had your head in the clouds for so long that you've forgotten that even a unique world such as this is still grounded in reality. Hey, life on Cloud Nine is pretty nice. Beats a non-world of nothingness. *glares* You— *bangs gavel* Order! Let's at least try to remain civil here, please. ...Hmph. Let us proceed. The first witness is the detective woman placed in charge of this case for some unfathomable reason, Detective Ema Skye. *After a moment, Ema takes the stand... and immediately pelts von Karma with a snackoo*  *phases out to avoid it* What in the— I heard that. Just because I don't like being a detective doesn't mean I'm not a good one. *munch* *Lee moves a bit closer to Maya, narrowing his eyes at von Karma slightly in warning as he puts an arm around his charge protectively* *Samuel gives von Karma a hard look for a brief moment, then turns his gaze to Ema. He speaks quietly but sternly, coming off rather strongly as his hood lowers just enough to hide his eyes as he speaks*  Detective, for your sake and our sanity, please refrain from doing that again. If you must throw things at people, do so at me. I am, after all—in this form, at least—a hound. While I do not mind snacks, I find it neither wise, respectful, nor appropriate to toss treats (or anything else for that matter) at the prosecution. Fine, fine... How is she even allowed to eat those in the courtroom?! Please get on with it, Mr. von Karma. Grr... very well.  *Slight smirk at this, apparently finding it funny* Detective. Name and occupation. Detective Ema Skye. I'm a detective from Los Angeles. Now. Testify as to the circumstances surrounding Maya Fey's arrest. And do not waste time with useless details. Yeah, yeah. No need to get your underwear all up in a knot. ... Excuse me?! *trying not to laugh* (These two get along so well.) *Grinning shamelessly now* (Do you think it would be immature of me to summon up popcorn now? Maybe I should just keep a scorepad.) *Holds up his hands as if framing a picture, outlining the witness stand and the prosecutors' bench* (Defense: None yet! Witnesses: Two! Prosecution: Zero!) *stifled laughter* (Come now, Diego, we're in court.) *Gentle smile, squeezing her shoulder and leaning his head against hers* (I know, my love. And I've been in these steps before. You were fortunate to be one who never did. Trust me, if I could have seen my defense team relaxed in the face of such terrible fear, even what happened would have not been such a terror to my heart.) (I guess that makes sense...) (We are in the right and we know it. To laugh in the face of fear—not because you don't take it seriously, but because you can—will do her much good in the long run.) *He turns his attention to Ema* (Let's knock 'em out of the water, Kitten.) *nods and returns her attention to the stand* -TESTIMONY-
What happened Alright, according to our investigation, here's what happened: Maya and Mrs. Freeman got into an argument. Maya was upset, and she had a knife, so she stabbed Mrs. Freeman in the heart. Then, overwhelmed by what she had done, Maya immediately collapsed. A witness contacted the police at that point. When we arrived on the scene... well, we did a number of tests. We tested the murder weapon very thoroughly. Maya's fingerprints were the only ones found on the weapon. Same with her aura, and Mrs. Freeman's blood. With such conclusive evidence, we had no choice but to arrest Maya. --- Good. Thank you for the satisfactory testimony. (If you think you're going to get away with testimonies like that, von Karma, you're sorely mistaken.) Hm. Detective, do you have Mrs. Freeman's autopsy report? Yep. I've also got the murder weapon. Here.  ~Maria's Autopsy Report added to the Court Record!~  ~Knife added to the Court Record!~ ...I hate to ask, but is this evidence... legitimate? Hmph. You insult me. Of course it is. Trust me, we did all sorts of tests. It's all real. Hm... I see. Well, Mrs. Fey, your cross-examination, please. Yes, Your Honor. -CROSS-EXAMINATION-
What happened Alright, according to our investigation, here's what happened: Maya and Mrs. Freeman got into an argument. <Press> What were they arguing about?  What they were arguing about is irrelevant.  Are you sure? Because if Maya was really upset, then Diego and I should have noticed! We have a spiritual bond, you know. Please. You can't honestly notice every little emotional outburst from that girl. It's not like I notice every time my daughter is angry. (...That's because Franziska is always angry.) (I hope to keep Franziska out of this as much as possible; I do have to go back to work with her as my coworker after this is over…) There are a myriad of reasons why you might not have noticed. It's a weak argument at best. (Not really, but I don't have any way to prove it...) For the record, I have no idea what they were arguing about. But the witness might know. Hmph. Let us move on, then. --- Maya was upset, and she had a knife, so she stabbed Mrs. Freeman in the heart. Then, overwhelmed by what she had done, Maya immediately collapsed. <Press> Where did this knife even come from? We can't say for sure. According to her, though, she found it in the abandoned part of town. Isn't it enchanted? I definitely remember sensing an aura. Yeah, it is. According to the magic experts, it's enchanted to be able to harm spirits. *Wryly* What isn't these days? I'd be interested to know where it came from. *Drains some coffee* Ky works enchantments into most her weapons, and this one was not registered with her. Naturally there are other places in town, and I suppose to poor Mrs. Freeman, it doesn't matter where it came from. *Slams his mug down, hard* It does, however, matter what kinds of enchantments are on it. I'd say there's a good deal more on it than just harming spirits. Tell me, have you ever heard of sentient weapons? Just a thought you might want to consider. ...Sentient weapons? Weapons with a will. There are several around town; I wouldn't be surprised if there were some we didn't know about. Such a weapon often will override the memory of any who hold it, if the will is an evil one. *Holds out his coffee mug* We still aim to prove she did no harm to Lady Freeman, but that is a possibility I wish to consider for both Maya Fey's collapse and her memory loss. How fascinating. Tell me, wouldn't such a weapon have a powerful aura associated with it? No. </blunt> *Leans forward, grinning and resting his chin on a hand* Ever run across Tisiphone's Edge? ... The sword of Vengeance to those who kill. Powerful stuff. Nasty, nasty will that sword has. It gives off no more aura than a kitchen steak knife. And that's just one example. ...Hmph. Perhaps, but this is still only a possibility. A possibility is far from proof. Considering the knife in question cut a life short, I think it's important to know about it, sir. What is found may reveal something. If they weren't looking for such a thing, a thing cloaked to begin with, would they find it? Questionable. At this stage I don't offer it as full proof of my point, just something that needed to be pointed out. Hm... it is a viable possibility. However, it is also true that we have no proof one way or the other at this point. ... We will have to look into this matter further. But for now, let us continue. *Diego seems like he's about to add something, but his face turns serious and he doesn't comment further, instead looking deep in thought* *glances at Diego in concern for a moment, before returning her attention to the cross-examination* --- A witness contacted the police at that point. When we arrived on the scene... well, we did a number of tests. You hesitated just now. Were you about to say something else? If she intended to say something else, she would have said something else. You're awfully quick to object, von Karma. You're not trying to hide something, are you? How dare you suggest that— Oh, be quiet. Yeah, I was about to say something else, I just wasn't sure if it was relevant. *jerks a thumb toward von Karma* Objection von Frills over there was already at the scene of the crime when we got there. ...What?! *Gives an obvious and his first real look of surprise, flinching slightly* ! … *Gives an odd look* That can't be right. When you say "we", do you mean you specifically, or someone else? I remember him turning up shortly after we arrived—are you're saying he was there before? Yes. He was there before you guys got there. *muttermutter* Mr. von Karma! Explain yourself! ...Hmph. Yes, I was there, but not for the reasons you likely are thinking. Forget what you think we think, or we'll be playing games of "he said, she said" for hours. I'm curious as to whether the details are going to be included in anyone's testimony. It is simple. I happened to notice the commotion from the attack, and decided to see what had happened. And I saw the victim's lifeless body and Maya Fey lying unconscious beside her. ...That's ridiculous. Are you saying you're a witness yourself, von Karma? No, for I did not witness the actual attack. And before you ask, I touched nothing. And trust me, we tested thoroughly for that. ...Fine, but how did you notice the attack when we didn't? What does it matter? It is an irrelevant detail. (...I have my doubts, but...) (It might not be as farfetched as you might think. That part of town is fairly safe if you're powerful enough and want or need to be left alone. The RoD runs around there from time to time, so the chances of him being there are… plausible. I don't think that's the whole story, but we can't prove he wasn't just taking a stroll or whatnot.) (...I guess that is understandable...) (I'm still very bothered we didn't notice, because if it's not an external problem, it would have to be one with our connection to Maya, which is alarming at best.) (Yes, I know... it still doesn't make any sense...) Do you mind if I ask you a question, one that only you can answer, Herr von Karma? It is simply a yes/no, won't take that long. ...What question do you wish to ask? Did you have any trouble or unusual lack getting any… sense of the area? On an energy level, not on the mortal level. No. I did not notice anything of the sort. Thank you. (I don't understand. But at least he answered my question.) (I don't either. Something here is very strange... we should have noticed something...) Regardless, we have spent enough time on the matter. Let us move on. --- We tested the murder weapon very thoroughly. Maya's fingerprints were the only ones found on the weapon. Same with her aura, and Mrs. Freeman's blood. Someone could have planted her fingerprints on the weapon! Yeah, that's why we also tested for auras. Maya's was the only one we found, and a residual aura from touching something usually lasts for about an hour. There's no way anyone else could have touched that weapon. I know you probably don't want to hear this, but given the cases in the past… are you sure there was not a duplicate weapon? Absolutely sure? Well, Mrs. Freeman was stabbed only once, and the knife we tested was covered in her blood. And believe me, there'd be a visible difference if it were smeared on by hand, so I'd have to say yeah, this is the real thing. *Puts a thumb to his lips, thoughtfully* *Quietly* I wonder…. (We're dealing with people whose auras lie. I wonder if they can steal auras?) (I... I don't know. That's a good question...) (If they went from the assumption it was Maya from the getgo, they probably didn't treat that as a possibility, which would be reflected in their results. So I'm not sure asking would be of any use at the moment… not until we can link the cases.) (You're probably right...)--- With such conclusive evidence, we had no choice but to arrest Maya. <Press> ..."Such conclusive evidence"? Really? Did von Karma tell you to say that? He kind of made a big deal of it, yeah. Hmph. Well, it is the truth. Why say anything less? … *Bites his tongue inside his cheek, looking very much like he wants to reply to that but knows what he has to say is a bad idea* Let… ah… *Ahem* …Let us know when you also have conclusive evidence of the effects of gravity, too. ...Hmph. *Privately to Mia* (Gee, do you think it might be a bad idea to say because the last time you said that, you failed twice and then things got much worse for you? Comments about circumstances regarding one's death are very much below the belt, that's fighting dirty.) (And I still wouldn't wish what happened even on him. It's awful.) (Er, yes... let's leave it be.) (Let's move on…. There's something wrong here, and we're going to prove it.) (Yes...) *privately* (If I can figure out how...)--- (Court Record)Evidence Attorney's Badge - My badge. It's been a few years since I last took a case, come to think of it... Magatama - My magatama. It's a symbol of Kurain, but it also helps me to see people's Psyche-Locks. Gregory's Notes - Mr. Edgeworth's notes from the previous Freeman case. Talks about Bourne Freeman's former allies and Tainted magic. Maria's Autopsy Report - Died at around 10:20AM, August 31st. COD: Stabbed in the heart with a knife. Knife - The murder weapon. Is enchanted to harm spirits. Only Maya's fingerprints were found on it. --- Profiles Diego Armando - My wonderful husband. We're working together on this case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Happy servant of the Fey household. Not so happy with this mess.}") Maya Fey - My little sister, and the defendant in this case. We'll do everything we can... (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "2/7". It is written in harsh strokes, digging into the paper…) Manfred von Karma - One of our cruelest enemies... and the prosecutor for this case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{I still can't believe he agreed to do this.}") Ema Skye - The detective in charge of this case. Her sister and I went to school together. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{She's used to seeing me as a prosecutor. This could get odd.}") Maria Freeman - The victim. Apparently was just recently cleared of the murder of her husband. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Same name as our cat. Why didn't we hear about her case?}") Bourne Freeman - The victim's late husband. Apparently was in a criminal organization of some sort, but broke free, and was then hunted down for it. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Deja vu much? Doubt a coincidence…}") Franziska von Karma - One of Diego's coworkers, and von Karma's daughter. Was the prosecutor for the previous Freeman case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{She's a great prosecutor and quite a good storyteller during downtime, but I don't think she likes me that much.}") Gregory Edgeworth - A fellow Angel, and a good friend of ours. Was the defense for the previous Freeman case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Legendary model example for all defense attorneys since at least 2001. Seems uneasy about something from this case.}") Lee Vendetta - Maya's guard. Is actually the embodiment of Empathy. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Great guy, a lot more powerful than he lets on. He works for the precinct a lot these days.}") Samuel Vendetta - Better known as the embodiment of Sympathy. Has been assigned to watch over the prosecution. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Used to be my teacher. Way more powerful than he ever lets on. I'll bet von Karma wasn't too happy when Samuel got assigned to be his guard.}") --- (I'm... not sure we have anything else to say to Detective Skye, actually.) (Not anything constructive, you mean?) (Well... yes.) You seem quiet, Mrs. Fey. Are you done with your cross-examination? ...Yes, Your Honor. Finally. Let's get on with it, then. Detective, you are dismissed. Gee, nice to know I'm appreciated around here. *sticks a snackoo in her mouth and walks off* (That's just von Karma in general, though.) As the detective has mentioned, there was a witness at the scene of the crime who witnessed this murder. The prosecution will now summon this witness to the stand... To be continued... |
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*There is a bit of a pause. Diego raises an eyebrow as it continues and looks over to see what is going on. After a moment, murmuring starts* ...Where is your witness?  He is supposed to be here. Where is that pathetic boy? *Puts a hand to an earpiece he has clipped on* …Give it a moment. He's still outside, negotiating with the guards. Negotiating what? Shouldn't he already be here? I'm afraid he's had rather negative experiences with courtrooms before, and doesn't want to come inside without at least a wooden katana. That's against the rules, though. (…Did he just say "katana"?) (That's... um...) He doesn't honestly think... *grumbles under his breath, apparently bitter about something* *Lee says something into a small microphone clipped to his robe. He seems to listen for a moment and then sighs* Alright, give it a moment, he's coming.*Crono opens the doors into the room. There are no guards accompanying him, apparently part of his "negotiations"* … Crono? Crono's the witness? *Seems a little surprised by this* (I was expecting one of the slightly less savory sailors…)*Crono walks up to the stand. He has no katana with him, but he does have the sheath* About time. Witness, name and occupation.  Sorry if I was late, they just wouldn't let me inside.  My name's Crono.  …I don't… really have a job per se.  But I'm studying Guardian law between my other duties. (He seems uncomfortable to be here.) (Well, considering what Lee said...) Now. Testify as to what you saw regarding Maria Freeman's murder. *Looks between von Karma and Diego with a slight frown* I'll do my best. -TESTIMONY-
What Crono Saw  So I was out in the abandoned part of town, seaside. It's not too far from the docks, but not by the main road. While I was exploring one of the abandoned buildings, I started hearing some noises outside. At first I didn't pay much attention. I kept listening, but was concentrating on the room I was in.  Once the argument started, I knew something was wrong. I ran over to the window, but… I couldn't stop the stabbing.  I shouted out in warning, but they both collapsed. I ran to the fire escape, but part of the floor gave way, so I ended up falling a few feet after I went right through one of the steps.  By the time I got there, they were both down on the ground. I tried reviving the victim, but it was too late. The other girl was still alive, but out cold. I knew I had to go get the police. So I ran off to get them. --- *thinks this over for a while* ...Hm... I see. (Well, at least it's not one of von Karma's usual overly vague testimonies. I still feel like we need more information, though...) (I'm sure he'll be more agreeable than other witnesses. He's not a bad kid. Ready to go fishing for some answers?) *nods* (Let's do this.) Mrs. Fey, your cross-examination? Yes, Your Honor. -CROSS-EXAMINATION-
What Crono Saw So I was out in the abandoned part of town, seaside. It's not too far from the docks, but not by the main road. <Press> What were you doing out there? I was hunting some of the wild critters out there. There have been reports of attacks recently from dog packs that run loose there. Sometimes people pay for errands to take care of things like that. I see... Is that what you do to earn spending money these days? Back in my day we mowed lawns and washed dishes for cash, not hunted dogs and rats. *Doesn't comment* So there was no one else out there? Well, not that I knew of, at least not at first. I didn't hear or see anyone until… --- While I was exploring one of the abandoned buildings, I started hearing some noises outside. At first I didn't pay much attention. I kept listening, but was concentrating on the room I was in. <Press> What were you doing in an abandoned building? I was seeing if there was anything useful inside. Sometimes you find stuff you can sell. Just... taking things out of the building? Can you do that?  Uh… yes? Last I heard? After an area's been abandoned for long enough, everything becomes public property or something like that.  It's not uncommon for mercenaries and hired hands to recycle anything useful they come across so that it doesn't rot or get used by wild pests for nesting material. I see... I guess that makes sense. If you weren't paying attention, how did you know it was Maya and Maria fighting? Or even that they were there at all? Because that's when things got really bad… --- Once the argument started, I knew something was wrong. I ran over to the window, but… I couldn't stop the stabbing. <Press> Could you tell what they were arguing about? *Thinks on this* I heard a couple of names…. What happened next was very shocking, and that's what I remember the most. I think the one girl thought the lady had been lying to her? (Lying to her...?) (Well this is new. And yet familiar.) *thinks on this for a moment* ...So you couldn't get there in time to stop the stabbing? I was on the second story in a decaying building looking through a broken window. *Sighs* I barely had time to see what was going on. I didn't have the time or chance to stop it. So there wasn't a struggle at all? …That's funny. No, I don't remember one. I definitely would have noticed and taken advantage of that had there been one. Brawls tend to make lots of noise, and there wasn't any of that going on. It does seem a bit odd that Mrs. Freeman didn't try to defend herself... *crossed arms* How so? Surely she was surprised when a knife was pulled on her. ...I guess. *Quietly* If you're not expecting someone to actually follow through, or if you have no way out… sometimes you don't fight back even if you're about to die. Precisely. … *Pushes his mug away on the bench, making an uneasy expression at one memory or another* (Diego...) When you got down there, you saw no sign of a fight? Well… other than the fact they had both collapsed… --- I shouted out in warning, but they both collapsed. I ran to the fire escape, but part of the floor gave way, so I ended up falling a few feet after I went right through one of the steps. They both collapsed? Yes. I didn't actually see it happen, but by the time I got there, they were both on the ground. *Uncertain* I don't know why the girl collapsed. Even if it was her first fight, most people just get sick, not pass out. (That does seem odd...) How long would you say it took you to get there? Maybe two minutes? Three, tops. I landed kind of hard and cut my hand on the steps of the fire escape when it gave way, but I went as fast as I could. (So she did faint almost immediately...) I didn't hear or see anyone else around, though. No one? That's interesting. It's an abandoned area, sir. You sure you saw no one?  No one else, sir. *Looks over at von Karma* How about sensed anyone? There are only a limited number of ways I can creatively say "no", sir. Okay, so maybe you weren't there to hear it… but we've been told that someone came on the scene very shortly afterward, before the police got there. ... Then it must have been after I left. I'm sorry, I didn't see, hear, or sense anyone else nearby. ...Hmph. That would be correct; he was already gone by the time I arrived. (How vaguely inconvenient.) …Uh. *Looks confused* This… might be something the two of you would want to talk out amongst yourselves? It is an irrelevant matter. Let us continue. *Crosses his arms, giving his "I'm not impressed" expression* Mmm. --- By the time I got there, they were both down on the ground. I tried reviving the victim, but it was too late. <Press> You tried to revive her? How? I have a Tech for that. I can bring back the most fatally injured, provided they are still indeed alive. Even if it is a mere moment from death, I can reverse it utterly… but only to the point where it is before death, not after. *Bows head, sounding saddened* I couldn't save her. I was too late. Even if she comes back, she'll have known what it's like. ... … A Tech… like Magic? Yes, it's magic. I have Light based Techs. I see... (I'm not sure what else to say...) (Let's move on… he seems pretty upset by this. I don't blame him….)--- The other girl was still alive, but out cold. <Press> How could you tell she was still alive? Um… well, she was breathing, for starters. I checked their pulses too, and she had one. I didn't see any obvious wounds on her. I guess she was lucky not to get a concussion when she collapsed. No wounds? So Mrs. Freeman didn't fight back? I guess not. No bruises, scrapes, or cuts that I could see. I see... I find that a bit strange, don't you? Not even a sign of struggle in the area, it sounds like. I didn't see much struggle at the time or when I got down there. Maybe she just… wasn't expecting her to follow through. *Softer* Or she might have just given up… … *Looks at his coffee, not looking anyone in the eye* *Strained voice* Moving on. --- I knew I had to go get the police. So I ran off to get them. ...You just left them there? Well, yeah! I had to go get the police! Couldn't you have... called them?  I don't own a cell phone! *Cross* How could you just leave them there? They were obviously in great danger! At the very least, you could have been letting a criminal escape, and at worst subjecting an innocent person to death and another woman to—  I don't have a phone! We don't even have cars yet in my world! My choices were limited. I had to do something, and there was no one around. So I just did what I could—cast a couple of barrier spells on them both and ran off. You cast barriers on them? Yes. Hang on… *He rummages through a satchel he has with him and pulls out a Barrier Sphere, holding it out for the center of the court to see* These things cast barriers that reduce the amount of damage you'll take from magic attacks by a very great amount. There's another kind that reduces the hurt you take from physical attacks. I cast both kinds on each of them. I couldn't be there to look over them myself, but I wanted to do what I could to make sure they were as safe as could be in the meantime. I see... Can you add that to your testimony? …You mean I have to repeat the whole thing over again? I don't understand why… I don't think that will be necessary. Just append this new information to your testimony, if that's alright. Okay, then… ~A new piece of testimony is added~ --- After checking them both for injuries, I decided I had to go get the police. I cast a couple of barrier spells on them both and ran off. Did you notice the murder weapon while checking for injuries?  I'm going to guess that would be the knife in her hand covered with blood. Yes, I saw it. I'm glad she didn't land on it when she fell. *Flinches at that* You're awfully blunt, kid. Sorry. This has been more than a bit rattling. *frowns, but decides not to comment* You seem to be skilled with magic. Did you happen to notice anything... odd, about it? Yes. ...Oh really? How so? It seemed… twisted, somehow, like it was more dangerous than usual. Not just a regular knife. I can't say much more than that myself, because I didn't touch it. *gives a pleased smile at this* "Twisted," you say? That's interesting. What are you blabbering about now? I have reason to believe that this knife may have been corrupted with an advanced type of illusion magic. Illusion magic? *crosses arms* What a fascinating claim. Do you have any way to prove it? ...I think I just might. Could I see the weapon for a moment? You mean hold it? *Looks over at the Judge* Yes. I want to examine it closely for a moment. *thinks on this* ...Very well. Bailiff? *The bailiff hands her the knife in an evidence bag* (Alright. Now if Mr. Edgeworth was right...) *with the knife in them, her hands start to glow softly with Light* *Nothing happens* ...And what, pray tell, is this supposed to prove? *seems troubled* (...What exactly am I waiting for? Mr. Edgeworth's notes implied that if there was any Tainted magic, it would have a "very noticeable reaction"...) … (I think we'd know by now…) *Sinking aura with a hollow tinge to it* (That must mean… there wasn't any on the knife…) (But... that doesn't make any sense...) ...Er... if you're trying to do what I think you are, it would seem your assumption was false. Hmph. Typical. All talk, and no show. *There's a brief noticeable spike of harsher Light aura* *Calmly, shielding his eyes a little* Mr. Armando, please tamp down on your temper a little harder. Grr… *Does so, but is noticeably vexed* *lets the Light fade from her hands, staring at the knife thoughtfully* I don't understand. Crono said there was something wrong with this knife... Perhaps he was just noticing the enchantment on it. As we mentioned earlier, the knife is enchanted to be able to harm spirits. So that's what that was. I've never seen anything like that before…. They don't have that in my world. And thus proves my point. *sets the knife down, troubled* (No... there must be something else...) (We need more time!) Just as I said at the beginning of the trial. The client is guilty, and now you can clearly see that there is no room for doubt. Maya Fey is a murderer. *looks frightened, and a bit ill* *deskslam* No, she isn't! I know there's something else! Do you have any proof of this, or are you just rattling off in a vain attempt to save yourselves? I know there's something! There has to be... Well, go on, then. I'm waiting. (There's too many unanswered mysteries in this case... why couldn't we sense that something was wrong with Maya? Where did the knife come from? The auras...) *trails off, lost in thought* ... --- "These people are very good at hiding their identity... to the point that they can even mimic auras that aren't their own." "We tested the murder weapon very thoroughly. Maya's fingerprints were the only ones found on the weapon. Same with her aura..."
"I don't know why the girl collapsed. Even if it was her first fight, most people just get sick, not pass out." "It must have been a severe drain on her energy...""...As far as I remember, I wasn't there." --- (...I wonder...) *slowly glances over at Maya* *seems a bit disoriented* I... I-I didn't do it... *Softly* Mia? Are you alright? ...I think, maybe, there is something else we can test. Oh really? And what would that be? ... ...Sis...? *Sounding worried* Mia, you're starting to scare me a little. ... *steps away from the defense's bench, moving over toward the defendant's seat* Maya? Wh... what's wrong? What are you...? Shh, shh, it's okay. I just want to see something... *Backs away from the witness stand, taking hold of his sheath* ? …May I be of assistance? Just... try not to panic, okay? Sis, what are you— It's okay. Just hold still for a moment... *places her hand on Maya's shoulder, taking a deep breath* ... ... Now what are you— *CH-JHHHKKKKKKKKT!*  GAH! *Winces against the violent fluctations in aura and emotions* WOAH! *Backs up against the wall, holding his katana sheath out in front of him defensively* What in the name of—?!  *Stands and glares down, his aura rising and flickering* *stands from his seat* What is going on?! *The gallery has gone absolutely ballistic* *bangs gavel furiously* Order! ORDER! *freaking out* Wh-what's going on?! *There's a sudden overwhelming blast of very harsh Light and Dark aura* "ENOUGH!" ! *pulls hand away, dismissing the Light* * SLAMS both his hands down on the defense bench so hard that his cup of coffee is knocked over and shatters on the floor* * Glowing in a dangerous combination of fear and anger, shouting* I think the court can see here that now we have far too many questions that need answers! Diego—!  STAND DOWN, Diego Armando, or you will be subjected to restraint! *Aura dies down, but still sounds quite angry* If we aren't given more time to find them, then we will all have been played for ignorant! I have to agree with you! This court is adjourned until we can find the meaning of this! *bangs gavel* *Lee hurriedly takes Maya close with him to leave before she gets swarmed* *still freaking out!* *frowns and follows after Lee* *Diego stays behind in the courtroom until all other people have emptied it. He is shaking, a hand over his mouth and his other hand clutching the edge of the defense bench as he looks down at the shattered mug pieces and remembers* --- After I failed you both, I promised my life and death to do what I could to protect her…
I don't even know what is going on anymore… --- *He wipes away something on his face and exits the courtroom, leaving the fragments of his mug behind on the floor* To be continued... |
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{September 1st, 1:38PM Taco City Detention Center} *Lee has returned Maya to her cell, where he is sitting with her and trying to calm her down*  Try to relax, Lady Maya. You've had a rough morning. You don't need to go into shock on top of that. B-but I don't understand! Why did— *walks into the room* Maya? !!! *stands up* S-Sis! Please, you have to believe me! I'm the real Maya! *Looks up at Mia* I think your help would be most valuable in calming her down. I don't want her to start hyperventilating. *frowns and moves closer* Maya, I— Or... or what if I'm not the real Maya and I just think I am? What if I'm just a clone, like Mr. Evilworth?! Maya, please, settle down. It's okay. It... i-it is...? *smiles gently* You see, there's a special connection between a Guardian Angel and the ones they protect. It's an angelic power, and cannot be replicated by magic of any strength. That's how I know you're the real Maya. R... really? *nods* Really.  *Tailwag* See? Everything is going to be fine. Try to unwind… I can order some soup for you, if you like. *slowly starts to calm down* O-okay... I'm glad... that would be nice. *Lee speaks into his microphone for a moment, then nods* Ky will be over with some as soon as she finishes making it. Okay... thanks. (Well, at least she's calmed down a bit... I might want to wait a while before I discuss case details with her...) How about you, Lady Armando? Would you like anything? I'm sure you could use it, too. Don't overdo yourself. Oh... I guess some soup would be nice. *To his microphone* Make that for two. Might as well make it for four. And bring some black coffee with you, too. *frowns at this, glancing back at the door* (I hope Diego is alright...)--- It wasn't fair.
None of it was fair.
What was happening? To her? To us? To me?
I would have looked myself in the mirror and contemplated this question as I wiped the blood off of my face, but I couldn't see. Just like before, I was left blind. I could feel the rough texture of my uniform against my skin, the chill air biting against the exposed flesh of my arms.
It didn't always used to be this way, but things have slowly gotten worse over time. As I am reminded of the wrong I have done, of my failures and the consequences, I am brought back to this moment. Here, to this moment. The time when I had no control, when I was forced to surrender my life once and for all, to walk to my death and place my fate in others' hands.
Why? Why was this happening?
I promised them, I promised her…
What did it all mean?
What…
What is going on…?--- (He was, er, shaken.) (I can understand why... I was really hoping it wasn't true.) (I imagine he's composing himself a bit more before coming over.) ... *lost in thought* *A few minutes later, one of the guards walks in with a tray. It has four bowls of ramen and a mug of hot black coffee. Lee takes one happily, tail wagging, handing two of the others to Maya and Mia respectively.* Oh, thank you. *accepts it* Y-yeah, thanks... *does likewise* *As if on cue, someone else appears in the doorway.* "Sorry I'm late." ? *looks up at him*  *Walks into the room, giving a slight, if more shaky than usual smile* Feeling better, Kitten? Yeah, I think so... *He's wearing more casual clothes, suggesting that he had changed from a different outfit than the teal variation of his normal suit.* ... We have coffee and ramen for you. Perfect. *Sits down and takes his share.* Thank you. *They sit in silence for a while, before Maya speaks up* ...I still don't understand, though. If I'm the real Maya, then why was my aura...? *sighs* I'm not sure, but... I think it might be the remnants of a channeling of some sort. But that doesn't make any sense. I didn't channel anyone... *frowns* ...And that's what worries me. *Diego sits quietly for a while, sipping at his coffee. After a while, he speaks up in thought.*  Maybe someone was channeling you.  Huh?  Or your aura. Auras are deeply connected with the person they reflect. These people lie with their auras… perhaps they can steal the auras of others. I imagine the process would affect those they stole from. I don't know... maybe.  I don't know for sure… but if you weren't doing the channeling and there is still remnants of one… that's the only other thing that makes sense to me right now. ...Of course, the alternative is that someone forced you to channel them somehow. ...I don't know that I want to contemplate the implications of that. *Spanish* {Let's not.} Por favor, mi amor. No más. (No más. ¡No más!) ... *privately* (I just hope it's not true. I really hope...) I-I'm so scared, Sis... ...Don't worry, Maya. One way or the other, we'll get to the bottom of this.  … --- "*A little more calmly, but still with desperation* Mr. Armando was willing to sacrifice everything to stop my sister.
Not because he hated her, but because he loved Maya like a daughter! Don't you understand?! He was going to marry my cousin! My sister took everything from him!
With Maya all that he had left in his life to live for, he had to save her! He had to!" "Defendant… it has been stated by several people that your desire was largely to protect Maya Fey. So I must ask… if Maya Fey was in danger under a different… more, mundane, shall we say… circumstance, one that did not involve the Kurain… what would you have done?
Would you have killed the person trying to harm Maya?" --- ({I feel ill…})--- Possession? Murder? A secret and a knife—what next, a mountainside?
They knew that I would protect her, no matter what. For that, I paid the price.
But now? Now? …Had my actions been the cause of her being placed in such precarious danger? The Office was afraid of me, so only a cruel man was left with the case….
If I were not… the criminal others still believe I am…
…would this have ever come this far?
I can't let it end this way…!---  *Quietly* Don't worry, Maya. We will protect you. Th-thanks, you guys... I appreciate it... *Faint smile* We'd give everything for you. You know that, right? *nods* ...Yeah. It'll be okay. Just hang in there. *Weakly laughs* Ha… {And do you mean that for her or for me? I'm sorry… I didn't mean to panic like that.} {...It's okay. I understand.} (I think I mean it for all of us...) *Sighs* *Rubs at his face, his eyes closed and giving slight frown.* *The scar that was originally hidden by the mask looks a bit inflamed, as if it has split recently and been healed shut again.* I guess we'll be getting more time to review the scene, then. That's good. I'll have to remember to ask Crono not to leave the HR unless called again for trial. He might be in danger now, too. Yes... I think there's a lot of things we're going to have to examine more carefully. Hey, guys... good luck, okay? *Wistfully* Oh, Maya… you know I'd take your place for you if I could. I promise we'll get you out of there as soon as we can. Behave for Lee, alright? Yeah... okay. ...I guess we'd better get going. …You look after him for us, make sure he doesn't get into too much trouble, either. I will. *turns to Diego* Well... let's go. *Stands* Heh…. Thanks for the coffee. *Reaches out a hand and rests it gently on Mia's face* Yes… we have work to do. *Slips his hand away as he turns and leads the way out* *follows* ~*~*~ {September 1st, 1:56PM Taco City Abandoned Outskirts} (Well, here we are back here... I hope we'll be able to find something new.)*Diego seems a bit distracted and rather grim. But after a moment, he snaps back to the present.* (After the dramatic sensation in court, they'll expect nothing less. We got more time… let's use it well. Any ideas?) (Well, first, I think we'd better check if there's any more of the Tainted magic. With any luck, whoever did this will have left a trail.) (Be my guest. I don't want to accidentally vaporize anything.) </teasing> *chuckles a bit* (Alright, let's see...) <Examine blood> This is where Mrs. Freeman's body was. There's still so much blood... … *Crouches down nearby, glowing faintly with aura* I wish we had a scanner, this would be much easier. *Holds up a hand glowing with Light* But look… *A faint magical double-ringed outline is appearing both around the blood and in a similar fashion nearby, as if a barrier against the light* I'm guessing those would be the barriers Crono mentioned. Must be. *Gestures* There's also a strong Light signature here, that must be his from when he tried to revive her. I guess that much of his story is true. I suppose so. (No signs of Tainted magic, though...)<Examine decaying building> That must be the building Crono was in. I wonder what it was that he saw… It must be. *gestures* I'm guessing that's the window he witnessed the murder from. *Walks over and looks at the busted fire escape* …There's some blood on here. I hope he got his tetanus shot, looks like it was more than just a little cut. Definitely his, though. Maybe we can find evidence someone else was nearby. Hm... maybe we can... ...Right here. This is where von Karma was when he first showed up. Yeah. *Rubs his left wrist a bit, frowning* … (I can't help but get the feeling we're being watched.) I still wonder why he was so interested in prosecuting Maya... I'm a bit confused, myself. It sounds more like Maya got herself into trouble than the possibility she's being used as a means to an end… but why would that be of interest to him? I don't know... it doesn't seem to fit his usual MO. I think that's because it's not part of his usual procedure. This might just be another case as far as he's concerned. … *Seems in thought on this* But he hasn't taken any cases in a long time. Why would he...? *also thinks on this* *Quietly* Why have other retirees taken on cases, Mia? ...Well, often because people they care about were in trouble, but... Maybe if we could find out how he knew about this in the first place, we'd have our answer. Maybe... but how do we do that? *Puts his hands to his face, then pulls one away and rubs his scar, wincing slightly* I don't really know. Does this trail lead anywhere, or did he come here directly? ... *tries to read the aura* ...As far as I can tell, he came here directly. *Mumbles* Just great. And was that the first or the second time he turned up? I can't believe he got here before us… I'm not sure. ...I wonder if he'd been waiting here the whole time. …Maybe he was. I didn't really notice. But then… that would have to mean he came here directly from the beginning. ...That's a bit strange, isn't it? The odds of him doing so by chance are extremely, extremely slim. He said he "noticed the commotion," but I can't think of any reason why he would... as far as I know, he didn't know Mrs. Freeman, and I doubt he'd care about Maya. Maybe there was more to the "commotion" than just this scene. He's lying either actively or by omission, I'm close to certain of it. He must be... I wonder... --- …Well that was disappointing. I'd hoped we'd get more out of a second look. I know what you mean. I feel like there's still something we're missing. Maybe there's something else nearby? The only thing nearby is the docks. It's worth a shot to head in that direction, I guess. Might as well. Maybe someone there knows something... *starts heading in that direction* *They go along for a while. The place is largely abandoned other than the occasional rat or dog. After a while, though…* "…And that's why we go out there from time to time. Most of the copper is gone from the abandoned buildings, though I guess the brass from bedposts might be useful…. I dunno, it's been a while since I did local salvage work." ...? (Jason?) *Raises an eyebrow* (That sure sounds like Jason. But who is he…)"Huh! Well, I dunno, but it seems like you can find some pretty cool stuff out there." *blinks* (...Who is that?)"Sometimes, yes, but the buildings are starting to fall apart. I'd only recommend it if you have all your vaccinations up to date." (Dunno. Let's find out, shall we?) (Yes, let's...) *moves closer* *Soon, two figures fade into sight: Jason, and...*  I dunno, but I know yesterday I saw... *glances over at Mia and Diego as they approach* Eh? Hello? ...Hello?  Oh hey you two. How's work going? It's going... *ponders how to answer* ...decently. Who is this you're talking to?  The name's Cap'n Merritt! And who are you? Diego Armando. *Smiles, putting a hand to Mia's shoulder* This is my wife, Mia Fey. Nice to meet'cha both! Yes, likewise. ...Pardon us for intruding, but we're on an investigation. Have you— *looks at them skeptically* Investigation? What kind of investigation? ...A murder investigation. Someone's been murdered near here recently. *seems a bit surprised* Murdered? Really?  Oh, yeah, I remember Nancy mentioning something along those lines earlier. *Scratches the back of his head* Sorry I didn't have the chance to talk with you when you stopped by the other day. Any luck figuring out who it was you were looking for? …Sort of. We learned who the witness was, but we don't have many other answers. I'm guessing you don't know anything about it, then? Probably not. Who was murdered? This woman. Do you recognize her? Hm... nope! Never seen her before.  *Squints* Can't say I've seen her, either.  Who are you investigating for? Isn't it a bit… er… late in the year for you two to be working? ...Yes, but... *sigh* Maya's been accused.  What? *Clearly surprised* Are you serious?  *Quickly* I mean, not that you'd make something like that up, I'm just… shocked. *frowns* Yes, I'm serious. That's why we're trying to prove her innocence. So... who's this Maya gal, anyway? She's family. *Takes out his wallet and pulls out a small picture* *looks at the picture for a moment* ...You know what? I think I did see her! Yesterday, was it? ! You did? Yeah! I was on my way to the harbor, when I saw her pick up some old knife and walk off with it. I thought it was kinda odd, but didn't think much of it at the time... You... really? (He saw her pick up the murder weapon!) Uh, yeah, really? Can you tell us more? Um, I dunno? She looked like she was looking for something, then... suddenly she froze up, like she was possessed or somethin'! ... (…What?) (No. No, that can't be right.) ...And that's when she picked up the knife from off the ground and walked off. It was pretty weird, come to think of it. … *Looks over at Mia* (Not good.) I hate to detour your conversation, but… it's very important to us and to her to see where this happened. Can you show us where this was? Yeah, probably. Hopefully I can remember... If you can help us at all, we would greatly appreciate it. I think it was this way... *to Jason* I'll be back in a bit, alright?  Sure, no problem.  I'll be right here. Awesome. *starts walking off, beckoning Mia and Diego to follow* Come on. ... *follows* *Follows along, taking Mia's hand in his* (Don't worry, I'm right here with you.) *smiles faintly back at him* (Thank you.) (I guess I'm just a little worried what we might find...)*They travel for a while into the abandoned part of town, until eventually...* I think it was around here somewhere? *frowns* ...Something about this area feels strange. I don't think that's a good sign. We could try washing it with Light and see what happens, though it might be better to process it first. Yeah, I don't know what to tell you. *stops in an alleyway* Anyway, this looks familiar. Pretty sure the knife was over there. Did you recognize the knife, Captain? We're still trying to figure out where it came from. What do you mean, "recognize it"? It was just some knife as far I could tell. *Shrugs* Different makers have different styles, that's all. I wonder what it was doing out here. Are there normally things like that just laying around? I dunno. I guess? I don't usually come out this far. *Shakes his head* You've been very helpful so far, even if it seems rather simple. We might be able to learn quite a bit from this scene. Thank you. No problem! You're helping your family, and I always say it's good to help your family. Would you be willing to testify in court about this? *double take* Say what? If this is important as we think it is, we may need you to testify in court.  ...Meh. I never liked courtrooms. Too many uppity legal types. Please? This could be very important in saving Maya's life. ...Whatever. I guess if you really need me... *Gestures with his hand* We understand you're a busy man. I promise we won't waste your time. Eh. I guess. (If we have nothing else to ask him for now, it might be best to let him go, so that he doesn't feel stifled.) (You're probably right.) Thank you for your help, Captain. I think that's all we'll need for now. You can be on your way.  Alright, then. Best of luck to ya. *salutes and walks off* ...The aura in this area is still really bothering me. We should get someone to help us with some scans. *Holds up his cell phone with a faint smile* Time to call in a favor, then? Phone-a-Friend hotline for the million-dollar question? Or is that too old school of a joke? *chuckles* Sure, something like that. *He flips open his cell phone and puts it on speaker. After a moment, someone picks up on the other line* "Godot! Darling! Is Mia there too? Any luck with your investigations?" Hello, Ky. Yes, I'm here. And sort of... we were hoping for some help. "With the investigation?" Yes. "In what way?" Well, mostly we need help scanning some magic. This place has a strange aura. "I can bring some of my equipment. Where are you guys?" We're in the abandoned part of town. Isn't there some way you can track us? Directions might be tricky. "Yeah, I can do that. I'll see you both in a bit. Don't get into any trouble. Any more trouble, that is." *Click* *Puts his phone away with a sigh, becoming lost in thought* *A few minutes pass. Eventually, there's the sound of someone approaching, wheeling a wagon behind them and humming a tune* That must be her. *looks over* *When she steps into view, though…*  Hi guys! …? *She's very short, not much over five feet—and that's in boots. Her dark brown hair is up in a bun, and her dangling emerald earrings match the streaks of green highlights. Complete with blue eyes and half-rimmed glasses, she seems to be a stereotypical secretary, if a very short one* *blinks* ...Ky?  *Waves* Hi Mrs. Fey. You look, um... different? *Laughs at this*  *Grins* I imagine I do! This is my human form. I just hardly use it, so you've probably never seen it. Oh... huh. I use it around the office for people who don't take me seriously in my regular form. *Amused* What, what's not to take seriously about a cheerful, 3ft tall dragon in a Christmas coat?  Don't you start too, or you'll get whacked with the Neopian Times, mister. A 50th Anniversary Edition. *chuckles* Well then, do you think you could help us with some magic scans? No problem. Do you want to scan a large area or a small area? Maybe a large area? I can tell there's a strange aura in this area.  Alright. *She takes out an unusual looking camera and takes pictures of the scene on what appears to be an initial aura level and on the vision spectrum. Then she picks out a larger dome-like scanner from her wagon and tosses it onto the ground, where it lands with a PLOP as if onto jelly. It beeps and powers up, sending out a thin wave of scanning lines, making the area light up as if on radar as it completes a sweep. It completes a sweep of the area three times before making some more noises and unglopping from the ground and hovering back, whereupon Ky catches it and it goes into Standby mode* *blinks at the display* (Impressive.)*After a moment, there's a "PRINZ PRINZ PRINZ PRINZ" noise as the scanner prints off a green-and-white-stripety paper printout*  *Tears it off and looks at it*  …Well, the good news is it didn't have interference problems with your readings, but it's not picking up a whole lot. Either it was something a long time ago, or something quite faint recently. That's strange... (Mr. Edgeworth's notes implied that Tainted magic can be made to look like there's less of it than there is. I wonder...) *holds up a hand, which starts to glow faintly with Light* *CH-JHHHKKKKKKKKT!* Whoa! (That was fast!) Gah! *Takes a step back, holding the scanner up like a shield* Oh gee, didn't expect that. Better do a rescan.  *tries to keep the reaction going, just to make sure it scans* (He didn't mention the reaction would be this loud...)*She repeats the process, though this time the scanner makes a muffled alarm-like noise and prints off the readings right away. Ky takes another step back. Then she steps forward and turns the scanner off so it stops giving off an alarm*  *Rubbing her head, scowling at the noise* Sorry about that. It was so much stronger that the scanner thought it might be mutative. *slowly lets the Light fade, and the reaction does in turn* ...So what are the results?  *Looks at it* … *Squints and turns it sideways* Um. *Then upside down, tilting her head at it* This really can't be right. What is it? Well… the closest match in our database is Maya, but it's all weird. It doesn't really match a Kurain reading very well, and it's uncharacteristically high. The closest I've seen in something like this is the amount of power needed in an exorcism, only it doesn't match that either. One would expect a second aura in an exorcism, anyway. ... … As Lewis Carroll once said, "Curioser and curiouser." What do you think it means? Your professional opinion? It's hard to say. If it is Maya, she's been exposed to something very dangerous that probably will have lasting effects. *frowns* The way this aura feels, I suspect it may have been a disruption field of some sort, blocking off our senses from whatever happened here. There is no way Maya could have done this. A disruption field? I suppose that's possible, but… But what? Well… where did it even come from? I'm not picking up any other readings. *Puts a hand to his face, looking exasperated* (I feel more confused than we started out with.) When did this aura get here, anyway? Well, based on these readings, some time within the last 48 hours or so. They seem to have been slow to wear down since they were tamped tight to begin with. Hm. I wonder how long Maya had been wandering out here before the murder? She doesn't seem to remember much. I think the good Captain will be able to tell us, provided he saw the sun. That's a good point. He might have known what time it was. *Smiles, slightly amused* Most sailors I know pay attention to the sky. He should be able to tell us, or at least give a fair idea. *nods* Do you think you might be able to narrow down when this happened? Not on the spot, but I could try. I'll need to do some analysis. I'd estimate within the last 48 to 36 hours, personally. Well, if that's true, I know the murder wasn't that long ago. I don't think Maya would have even been here yet. I don't know what to tell you. …Really? I don't have full clearance for the notes on this case. I'm not the detective assigned to it. The prosecutor assigned isn't the kind who shares. *frowns a bit at that* ...Right. Of course... Well, thanks for your help, anyway. Anything else I can do for you? Hm... not that I can think of. Diego? *Thoughtful* …What can you tell us about von Karma's involvement? You're talking about vK Sr., I'm assuming? Yes.  …*Sits down, looking up at the two lawyers* Well, he was there when the initial response team arrived. When they saw him, they took Crono back… he was at the rear of the group, so he didn't see him. They were unsure if there was going to be extra trouble, so they wanted to keep him out of the way and make sure their main witness wasn't taken out too. But he was very calm about the ordeal, very orderly. Not angry at all. Just factual about the matter. It took some convincing that he wasn't going to hurt the team, from what I've been told, but as time went on and he didn't make a move to attack, fewer people trained their weapons on him, though most kept them at the ready. He was fairly passive throughout, watching rather than putting anything into action. *frowns* ...This all seems very unusual. Well, for him personally, yes, but not for prosecutors in general when they first show up to a scene. *thinks on this* ...He's been acting like this is just another case. But why did he take the case at all? It doesn't make sense. Under other circumstances I'd say this was a favor he's doing for Dahlia Hawthorne, but it seems this is more likely related to the Freemans than to your family. So… I honestly don't know. Maybe he found it interesting. Maybe it was just something to do. Can't imagine there's much to do where he spends most of his time. But it's obviously inconvenient for him. Maybe... maybe he knew the victim? Who, Mrs. Freeman? Possible, but unlikely. It's like few people knew she existed at all. I doubt he'd ever heard of her before this case. Well, if he didn't know her, then... maybe someone who knew her knew him?  …His daughter did prosecute the Freeman case…. *Pinches the bridge of his nose* Has anyone asked Franziska if she's spoken to her father lately?  Would you take the chance of assuming she wouldn't report something like that and saying so to her face? *Wearily* Only if I felt I had to. *frowns* I doubt she has. I'm not sure she'd want to talk to him. Probably not. *ponders this* ...It never made sense to me that he just "happened" to notice the commotion, but if someone told him about it... I'm not sure who would do that, though. It may have been another witness. Maybe... but who? And how would we find out? Someone who could talk with spirits. We should give the notes Mr. Edgeworth gave us another look-over. *Sighs* This would be a bit easier to investigate if we had the prosecution's files from the case, but those haven't even been written up yet. That might help, maybe... If that's it for now, I'll go work on analyzing these readings. I think so. Thank you again for your help. Happy to help. Good luck with the case. *She packs up all her equipment and leaves the way she came.* So now what? If we're done here, leaving sounds like a good idea to me. ...Yes, let's. This aura is making me uncomfortable. I'll follow you, then. *glows with Light and fades out* *Does likewise moments later* To be continued... (Court Record)Evidence Attorney's Badge - My badge. It's been a few years since I last took a case, come to think of it... Magatama - My magatama. It's a symbol of Kurain, but it also helps me to see people's Psyche-Locks. Gregory's Notes - Mr. Edgeworth's notes from the previous Freeman case. Talks about Bourne Freeman's former allies and Tainted magic. Maria's Autopsy Report - Died at around 10:20AM, August 31st. COD: Stabbed in the heart with a knife. Knife - The murder weapon. Is enchanted to harm spirits. Only Maya's fingerprints were found on it. Picked up by Maya in an alley full of Tainted magic. --- Profiles Diego Armando - My wonderful husband. We're working together on this case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Happy servant of the Fey household. Not so happy with this mess.}") Maya Fey - My little sister, and the defendant in this case. Her aura had Tainted magic in it... I'm afraid to find out why. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "2/7". It is written in harsh strokes, digging into the paper…) Manfred von Karma - One of our cruelest enemies... and the prosecutor for this case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{I still can't believe he agreed to do this.}") Ema Skye - The detective in charge of this case. Her sister and I went to school together. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{She's used to seeing me as a prosecutor. This could get odd.}") Maria Freeman - The victim. Apparently was just recently cleared of the murder of her husband. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Same name as our cat. Why didn't we hear about her case?}") Bourne Freeman - The victim's late husband. Apparently was in a criminal organization of some sort, but broke free, and was then hunted down for it. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Deja vu much? Doubt a coincidence…}") Franziska von Karma - One of Diego's coworkers, and von Karma's daughter. Was the prosecutor for the previous Freeman case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{She's a great prosecutor and quite a good storyteller during downtime, but I don't think she likes me that much.}") Gregory Edgeworth - A fellow Angel, and a good friend of ours. Was the defense for the previous Freeman case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Legendary model example for all defense attorneys since at least 2001. Seems uneasy about something from this case.}") Lee Vendetta - Maya's guard. Is actually the embodiment of Empathy. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Great guy, a lot more powerful than he lets on. He works for the precinct a lot these days.}") Samuel Vendetta - Better known as the embodiment of Sympathy. Has been assigned to watch over the prosecution. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Used to be my teacher. Way more powerful than he ever lets on. I'll bet von Karma wasn't too happy when Samuel got assigned to be his guard.}") Crono - The witness. Supposedly saw Maya stab the victim.  Cap'n Merritt - A sailor, and apparently a friend of Jason's. Saw Maya pick up the murder weapon. |
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Post by PFA on Mar 26, 2014 21:46:29 GMT -5
{Spirit World} *fades in, relaxing a bit at the familiar warmth of the Light* *There is a pause, and then Diego fades in beside her. He seems tired and distracted. He has a great sense of distance in his demeanor, and seems to have lost most of his confidence.* *seems to notice* ...Is something wrong? … *Tilts his head back and sighs* *He's very quiet, with an aura that suggests he's thinking about what to say, or building up the courage to say it. But this continues on for quite some time. There are faint images around him—there but yet not there, glimpses from the corner of the eye—chains?* *Seems as if he has completely forgotten he was supposed to answer a question* *Yes, chains. Similar to a Psyche-Lock, but… it's not the same. It's more like…* --- "These hands, these hands… stained
With her blood, I can never wash away
This sin that clings to me… I am pained
Whenever I remember that horrible day…"--- *It's not Psyche-Locks—it's the weight of his own guilt, much like he carried over a year ago. It's not a secret, but there is definitely something he does not want to admit to her.* *Seems somewhat broody, lost entirely in thought again* *frowns* ...Diego?  *Snaps out of his thoughts* *As soon as he does so, his form snaps back nearly as instantly.* Hmm? You don't look well. Are you alright? *Looks down at the "ground", rubbing his left wrist a bit* I'm very confused. About the case? *Turns his head a bit, speaking a bit distantly* Yeah. And somewhat conflicted. How so? *Turns to look at Mia, holding her gaze for a few moments before speaking* This has been very stressful for all of us. It… *Hesitates, shifting weight* It seems… too well planned. Too… dramatic to have been an accident. I'm sorry, Mia. ... But the knife? The secrecy? The… whole business, it's too… *Looks away, semi-disgusted* Tch. Twisting the knife in my heart. I feel disgusted at how I keep being bothered by "me, me, me" when Maya's the one in trouble, and you're the one who needs rest. Diego... *Still talking* It's too well aimed below the belt to be a coincidence. I don't buy it! Someone's messing with us, Mia. They're mocking me and disrespecting our clan purposefully for some sadistic means to a dark end. *Broody* This is some sick mastermind's idea of a joke—I'm sure it was set up. I'm sure of it! …Or I was… *He looks back over to Mia, clearly concerned. Almost… frightened?* Until that… the trial, what happened, that… *So very confused* What's going on, Mia? ...I... I don't know. We need to piece all of this together, but... *Lowers his gaze, looking tired again* Mia… ...Yes? …When… when we were talking about where the knife had come from in the first place… I was trying to point out that she never owned that knife, and that it's unlikely she would… well, just get a weapon without talking to us about it. *Sadly* Do you know what I almost said, Mia? ... I almost said, "besides, if she really needed a weapon, I could have obliged." *frowns* ... *Softly* I can't believe myself. This is exactly. And I mean exactly. What the prosecutor talked about. This is what got me the death sentence, this very kind of scenario. *Aura soaked in sorrow, confusion, regret, and self-doubt* Am… am I really helping, Mia? Am I really… any better than he said? Oh, Diego... *Whispering* The worst part… the worst part is that now is not the time for this. It is the worst time… the worst time for me to be selfish. *Voice thick now, though a bit louder* I need to be strong. And I want to help. I want to help and to protect… to support you all as you deserve, as you need… It's… difficult, trying to take the weight from your shoulders and stop the Sword coming down on her, while I am being crushed beneath my own cross with a knife being twisted in my heart. And I don't… even know what's going on anymore. *frowns* I know this has been hard, Diego... it's been so hard on all of us. *Kneeling down on one knee again, taking her hand in his* I'm sorry about all of this. It's not fair to you at all. I feel… a little better, having been honest with you about why I'm not doing well. I just wish I didn't have this weakness. This… burden. I accept the price for what was done wrong. I just wish… I wish it didn't have to, in essence, punish you as well, by sapping my strength of mind and heart always when I am needed most. I am sorry. ... I think I'll need a little more time to think things out and let my thoughts settle down, unless I want to be plagued by this increasingly more as the day grows old. I fear… right now, I won't be of much help to you. Diego... if you need a break, you can take one. I don't want you to wear yourself out. I'd rather run myself into the ground than burden you with my problems. *Weak smile* I'm terribly stubborn like that. But… I do need… time to think, yes. *A pause* Why don't you talk to your mother? *blinks* ...My mother? She should know what's going on, if she doesn't know already. If she doesn't know, she must be terribly concerned. If she does… well, she might actually know what is going on. She might be able to help us… *thinks on this for a while* ...Maybe you're right... she was always very perceptive; she might be able to give us a new angle to consider. Yes. I also think you could use someone to talk to, as well. *Kisses Mia's hand* You deserve that much, even if I cannot oblige right now. And who else better than your Mother? *nods* Yes, you're probably right... thank you. *Relieved smile* Thank you, Mia. For everything. We'll get through this somehow. Just need… a little more time. *smiles reassuringly* We can get to the bottom of this. I'm sure of it. *Seems more relaxed now* If anyone can figure it out, you can. *He gently lets his hands slip away, kneeling down on the ground fully and resting on his heels* I'll see you soon, my angel. I send my prayers and regards. Alright. You, too. Do you know how to find her? I think so. Alright. *Waves a little* I'll be around. *Slowly fades* *waves as he leaves* ... *concentrates on her mother's aura and starts in that direction* ~*~*~ {Spirit World Far Reaches}  ...? *looks up at the sense of a familiar presence* Mia? *walks up* Yes, it's me. Hello. Are you quite alright? I've been worried. ...You have? Yes. I have sensed something happening... something dangerous. *frowns* It's... it's Maya. Someone was murdered. Maya's been framed, by someone very powerful.  *thinks on this* Yes... I have felt some concerning energies from the mortal realm. Is Maya alright? She's fine. As fine as she can be, at least. A good friend is looking after her. That is a relief... as long as she is in good hands. Do you know who has done this? ...Not exactly.  *tilts head* What do you mean? *frowns* Maya doesn't remember what's happened, and the investigation has been... difficult. Normally Diego and I would have noticed there was something going on, but we think the killer may have put up some kind of disruption field to block our senses. Yes, I thought I noticed something strange occurring with Maya's energies... so you believe the person or persons they were looking for did this? Yes. *mulls this over* ...You say the investigation has been difficult. How, exactly? Well... for one thing, some very powerful illusion magic was involved, which makes it hard what's real and what isn't. And whoever it was was very thorough about it. It's just... it's been very stressful.  *frowns* Maya's involvement can't be helpful in that regard, either.  *sigh* No. Diego's been very stressed about the whole case, and the prosecutor is very cruel, and... it's hard. But I have to keep trying. *nods* I see. I understand the sentiment; I would do anything to protect you and your sister. *smiles faintly* Yes... I know.  *smiles in turn* *but it soon fades* ...But there's something else, isn't there? ... I can tell this ordeal has been hard on you personally, for reasons beyond the case itself. *tilts head* What troubles you, dear? ...I'm sorry, it's just... *sighs, brushing her hair behind her ear* It's not really a good... time... for me. *frowns* ...You should be careful, Mia. It is not safe to put such pressure on yourself at such a time. I know, but... I promised Maya I would help her. I want to do what I can. *sigh* That is how it is in this family, isn't it? Once we set our minds to something, we do not back down, despite the dangers present. *frowns at some memory or another* ...I suppose so. ... ...Mother... Yes? There's... there's something I'd like to ask you about. You might know more about it than I would... What is it? Maya... well, apparently she's been asked to contact the spirits of murder victims lately. And she told us, lately... she hasn't been able to contact the spirits at all. *frowns at this* ...Not due to her own lack of training, I presume? No, her spiritual powers are fine. Others tried contacting the spirits, as well, and they got no response, either... which means there must be something wrong with the spirits themselves. We're not sure what, but Mr. Edgeworth seems to believe it's something rather serious... Oh dear... Do you... do you have any idea what might cause something like this? I don't want to believe that they're... *trails off* *thinks on this* ...It implies something quite dangerous. Either that their spirits are no longer on this plane of existence, which is a very disturbing thought... or that they have somehow been cut off. "Cut off"?  You told me earlier that someone was able to disrupt your connection to Maya. That in itself must take a very powerful force. I wonder... perhaps these people are capable of doing something similar to the spirits of their victims. That actually makes a form of sense... I think we both know how hard it can be to fully destroy a spirit. So if the ones behind this really wanted to keep these spirits silent, then they would have to come up with a more... reliable method. If this is true, then perhaps these spirits can still be contacted. If so, I think seeking them out would be beneficial to you. Having them silenced strongly implies that they would have something important to say... perhaps information that would be crucial in helping Maya, even. Yes, but... how? ...I do not know. Perhaps there is some energy you can track. (Hm... well, there is one type of energy that we found plenty of...) Well, whatever you do, I wish you luck... for all of your sakes. *smiles slightly* Thank you for everything... you've been a big help. *smiles back* I'm always here for you whenever you need me, Mia. *seems cheered by this* Thank you. I appreciate that. ...Well, I suppose I'd better get back to work. Maya still needs me. *nods* Of course. Stay safe. I'll try. *turns and heads back the way she came* (I hope Diego's doing alright...)~*~*~ It didn't make sense…
Why had Maya's aura been the only one found? Why was the reading so twisted? Where was the second aura? Who did this to her?
She… hadn't done this. She couldn't have. It wasn't possible. She'd never. Never ever. She's too gentle a soul.
It is I who has fallen to darkness. Who has known cruelty. She is too kind for that. She didn't do it. She never would.
But why didn't the evidence show that? Where had she been brought from? If Merritt saw her pick up the knife so far away…
How did her body get there from that scene? Who transported her? Why wasn't there a scent trail, or a portal of some kind?
Not unless… not unless she was already there…
No.
No.
I don't want to think on the implications of that. Heavens, no—I can't. I can't let that happen to her!~*~*~ {Spirit World Lonely Reaches} *When Mia returns, she finds Diego sitting by himself—other than their pet kitten, who is sitting on his lap and enjoying some scratches behind the ears—and looking off into the distance. It's his usual "alone" space, where he goes off by himself when he doesn't want to bother Mia with his personal suffering and pain. He seems rather grim and tense, though no longer trapped by his past.* ...Diego? *Blinks and looks over* Hnn…? *Smiles when he sees Mia* Hey there, Kitten. Feeling better? *nods* I think so, yes. What about you? I'm still confused, but more of the "I want to know what happened" variety. *Stands, forcing Maria the kitten to jump off* I think we need to look elsewhere for more answers. But where should we look? Well, we know where the murder happened. That didn't tell us much other than a confirmation. We were told where the knife was found. That didn't tell us a whole lot, either, except supporting evidence that mischeif is afoot. We know Maya didn't plan this out or know it was going to happen—her apartment will tell us nothing. (Also, I already looked around there when I went to clean my face and change my clothes. No one's been in there other than us, I can promise you that.) This leaves one major place we haven't looked yet, and the most likely place we'll find answers. The Freeman estate. ...Their house? Do you think there's really any information there? When Mr. Edgeworth took Maria's case, that's where he found evidence showing Bourne's involvement with that mysterious gang. It would make sense that the most likely place we're going to find information on the woman with an invisible digital footprint would be her house. Hm... that makes sense. I suppose it's worth a try, at least. I agree. *Walks over, slipping his hand into Mia's so they interlock fingers* *Smiles a little bit* Let's go for a walk around the block. Minus the occasional court sensation or random flood of rubber ducks, I hear the suburban life there is quite like the postcard. Maybe we'll find something on sale for fairly-recently-married couples, you think? Haha. Sounds lovely. *Gives a hug and starts fading out* ~ *follows* ~*~*~ {September 1st, 3:30PM Freeman Residence Front Yard} ...Alright, now if Mr. Edgeworth was right, the house should be— !!!*It turns out the prosecution is already there investigating* *doesn't seem to have noticed them yet, talking to Ema* ...must be especially thorough. Yeah, yeah, don't want to miss anything and all... *sighs, munching snackoos as she heads for the house* And must you eat those things while investigating? You'll get crumbs everywhere. Snackoos help me concentrate, okay? Ugh, so pushy... *goes inside* (Looks like von Karma had the same idea we did...) (Lovely.) *Crosses his arms and shifts his weight* (We'll never get anything useful out of the house now, if there was anything to begin with. I wonder…)*Samuel appears to be standing nearby, his hood covering his face. His ears perk up and he looks in the direction of the two newcomers.* (Looks like my teacher knows they have company.) (Uh oh. Then it's only a matter of time until—) *sure enough, notices that something has caught Samuel's attention, and looks to see what it is* ... ... von Karma. What are you doing here? This is a police investigation. Maybe you've forgotten, but we're on an investigation of our own. Well then, take your investigation elsewhere. You are not allowed to interfere. (So much for the house, looks like it won't be surrendered without a fight. On the other hand…) *Slowly gives one of his classic cocky smiles* … Alright then, Indigo Baron. We won't bother the good detective inside the house. *Walks over to join them* Whatever you have in mind, please refrain from getting yourself in trouble, Armando. *Eyes on you gesture* What's your caveat? (Well, Mia, here's our chance to ask questions without the possibility of being held in contempt of court. Let's not waste it.) (Well, there is one thing I've been wondering about...) I would like to know, while we're here. What exactly were you doing at the scene of the crime, von Karma? ... Haven't I already told you? I noticed the commotion and decided to take a closer look. And I don't see how it matters. (I knew it. He's lying.) Uh-huh, yeah, we heard that story already. Taking a stroll, were you? How… oddly convenient. *Shifts weight, giving a clear "I don't believe you" look* *narrows eyes* It isn't impossible. We checked the auras. It looks rather much like you came directly to the scene. So what sort of "commotion" did you notice, exactly? That doesn't matter. I think it does. Are you sure you "noticed" the incident so much as heard about it? Don't be absurd. Who would I hear about it from? The police hadn't even arrived yet when I was there, and the witness left to contact them. *Pan scan with his hands* Oh, here's a bright idea! The guilty party might have told you about it! What? No, of course it wasn't. I told you, it's not relevant. Of course what wasn't? I thought you said you didn't hear about it. You— ... *scowls* I told you, it doesn't matter. So first it didn't happen. Now it did happen, but it's not relevant. Interesting. *Privately to Mia* (If it was the guilty party, I wonder if he knows he's being used, or just how dangerous they are to him… especially in his current state.) *frowns a bit* Look, if you really did hear about it from someone, we just want to— *interrupts* It doesn't matter how I found out about it. All that matters is that I saw the victim in lying in her own blood, and your unconscious sister next to her. ...Just want to know who it was, in case it really was the guilty party and they're using you. That is absurd. Is it really? I mean, think about it. Who would honestly want you to take a case, considering the circumstances? ... *Sliiiiiiides between Mia and vK, looking a bit more cautious now* Anyone willing to play with fire that dangerous is highly dangerous themselves. *Glances at vK's new wrist cuffs, subtly pointing out how much MORE dangerous they now must be, since vK has to rely on Samuel for self-defense* *glares* I took the case because no one else would. Perhaps you remember? *Looks cross, but doesn't move* ...That's what happened, isn't it? Someone convinced you that you were the only one who could prosecute Maya? I keep telling you, that's not— Look, I think this will be easier for all of us if you just tell the truth... for your own safety if nothing else. *Scootches back closer to Mia* I dunno, love. If he wants to take his chances working for a group that has silenced a number of other spirits who fell out of favor, failed to do a job recently, perhaps that is his business, hmmm? ...What? Haven't you heard? The reason Maya knew Mrs. Freeman in the first place? Multiple people have been murdered recently whose spirits have been mysteriously unresponsive. Mr. and Mrs. Freeman, for example. *starting to look really, really disturbed* ... What. (Now we may be getting somewhere.) *Speaks up again quietly* It is true. At least three high-profile cases, including the Freemans. There also was an AI&A case where the memory core was stolen, effectively creating the same result.*The hound gives an empty grin.*  That's another reason why I was assigned protection detail, Master Manfred von Karma. Perhaps this group—which is more relevant to you personally than you may think, even if you ignore this case entirely—can destroy a robot, kill a mortal, and silence a spirit… but I am none of these things.*For a brief moment, his aura is deep and vast, a brief sense of the sympathetic feelings of hundreds, as if to get the point across. But then it fades.* As for the two of you, my friends… do be careful. Now is not the time of the year to be fighting hydras with such a vicious bite. Their poison cuts deep. Do not think yourselves immune. *Looks pointedly at Diego as he says this* Daredevil escapades will not be the brightest of ideas here. … *frowns* (Somehow we have to make this right, but...) ...So what you are saying is that there is a... group, of some sort, that has been silencing spirits? Yes, apparently. ...And Bourne Freeman was one of those spirits? *raises eyebrow* Why? Is it relevant? ... ... ... ...You were contacted, weren't you? By, at least someone who claimed to be, Bourne Freeman? ... *slowly* ...Yes. (Now here we go.) He told me that his wife had been murdered by Maya Fey. That I was the only one who could prove it. I believed him. And now you're telling me it was all a façade?! ...I'm afraid we're going to have to consider that possibility. ...! *Looks more than a little worried at this* This does not look good. (It might not be too smart of an idea to be hanging around this house now.) Maybe we should call the prosecutor for that case and warn them of the newest development. *looking rather cross, himself* If what you say is true, that may be wise. (...Does he know that Franziska the prosecutor for that case? I wonder if he knows about Mr. Edgeworth, too...) (Let's not stay to find out. I'd say "race you to the Office", but I don't want to leave you behind at all. Let's bolt.) (Yes, we should get out of here, but...) *glances toward the house* (What about them? At least Detective Skye. Should we just leave them?) (Well, we can't go inside the house now, so I guess we'll have to leave a message on her cell phone…. And Samuel does have a point, he's the best equipped to protect people in this situation.) (...I guess you're right...) *to the others, mostly Samuel* We'd better go. Make sure everyone stays safe.  *Gently* That goes for you as well, Lady Armando. Please don't push yourself too hard. You need your rest. ... *nods slowly* I won't. Come on, Diego. *fades out* … *Gives a somewhat tired, confused, worried expression, lingering his gaze with Samuel before fading out to join Mia* *watches them leave, silent in troubled thought* ... ~*~*~ {September 1st, 4:11PM Prosecutors' Office} *Diego fades in next to Mia. He takes out his cell phone and sends Detective Skye a short message before turning to look at his wife* Well, as much as I don't want to do this, we really should warn Franziska about what is going on. She definitely knows her father's on the case by now, so that shouldn't really be a shock. (I'm more worried about the implications her investigation might hold…. I don't want them trying to silence her, too.) Well... let's get it over with. *heads inside* *They get a number of odd looks once inside, with some people scurrying out of the way. Diego frowns and rolls his eyes a little, but doesn't otherwise comment. After going up the stairs and down the hall, they finally reach Franziska's office. Diego hesitates before knocking on the door.* *from inside* "What is it? I'm busy." Lady von Karma. I'm very sorry, but this is dreadfully important. It's about the Freeman case s. "...I especially don't have time to deal with you." *Visibly hurt and taken aback by this, flinching* *frowns* Please, this is extremely important. There could be a very serious danger. *A pause. After a few moments, the door opens*  What sort of danger? … *He looks particularly uneasy, as if he's physically hurting at the moment. After a pause he clears his throat and speaks up again.* …We have very good reason to believe that the organization Bourne Freeman was a member of has been attempting to impersonate him in order to tie up loose ends. Wait, what? What organization? (She doesn't know?) ...According to Gregory Edgeworth, Mr. Freeman used to be part of a secret criminal organization.  What?! *thinks on this* ...That would explain some things... If that organization is behind this, they've already taken out one person involved with the case and have made their move to silence another. You're the next biggest player in the field; your findings may be compromised if released, and/or you yourself could be placed at risk. ...So, what, I shouldn't have filed my report on the case? (Past tense?) ...I think the best thing to do would be to get to a protected area, and—  *aura rises briefly* Excuse me?! I can protect myself! *blinks* (Was that a dark aura...?) * Firmly plants himself between the two of them, looking very cross for a moment* Ahem. I'm sure Miss von Karma can look after herself, indeed. *Shifts his glance to Franziska* I'd only suggest making sure you have copies of the case notes outside of the system, in case someone tries to corrupt them. Knowing is half the battle, is it not? *Wraps an arm around Mia and starts edging away* The rest is, naturally, at your discretion. Hmph! Wait! Ms. von Karma, I'm sure you're very... capable, but these people are very powerful. I'm not certain you'd be able to handle them on your own. Would you at least consider looking into getting some form of protection? Or at the very least, backup? *scowls, but considers this* ... ...  ...Maybe I'll ask Miles about it. (Well, it's better than nothing... and Miles would know who to contact.) Alright, thank you. *Softly* Mi amor, es necesitar que hablamos a Miles. *nods in understanding* ...Well, thank you for your time, Ms. von Karma. We'll let you get back to work.  ... *says nothing, just closes the door* *sighs* ...Well, let's talk to Miles, then. *Rubs his scar* (It was much worse earlier, but this is hardly helping…) I'm starting to get a constant stinging burn, my love. *Follows nevertheless* *frowns, but isn't sure what to say* *After they reach Miles' door, Diego knocks on it* *Covers his eyes* Miles, are you home? "Er... I'm here, yes. Did you need something?" *Sounds tired* Mia, you explain this time, please…. ... Can we come inside? "Of course. It's not locked." *opens the door and heads inside* Is something the matter? I'm afraid so. How much did your father tell you about the Freeman case? I... read some of his notes. Then I'm guessing you know about the criminal organization Bourne Freeman was involved with? *concerned where this is going* ...Vaguely. We're certain now that they're trying to wrap up the loose ends from that case. Mrs. Freeman, Maya... anyone involved in that case could be in serious danger.  *horrified by the implication* Y-you mean...? What should we do? *Puts his hand on Miles' arm* If they know we're onto them, this will get out of control. But that's a secret for now. Maya's safe… for now, as long as this doesn't get too out of hand. They can't get to her with Lee so close. Even for those people, it would not be possible—he cannot be deceived by their methods, and NO ONE—not even I—is to be let in her cell without him present. So she is safe. But Franziska and the Detective are another matter. Franziska didn't take the news well, I'm afraid, but I think we got her to at least take it seriously. It would help if you two could… be extra careful. We aren't sure what their endgame is… *Looks over at Mia* …and now is not the best time to be "chasing hydras", as Samuel called it. ... *silent for a while, trying to collect his thoughts* ...We'll have to watch for suspicious activity. If these people can so easily impersonate others, as Father's notes implied... *sighs* ...Thank you for the warning. I'll see what we can do. If there's something in Franziska's case notes they don't like, they'll probably try and remove it. I'd keep a watch on who's getting access to those files. *A pause* *Softly* Your help is much appreciated, Miles. …We don't just want the truth. The truth is in vain if it cannot be put to use, or if it comes too late… we know that more than anyone. As hard as this is for all of us, as much as it may feel like we're being pitted against one another, we still matter to one another. *Ruefully* Franziska may not quite feel it, but I do care about her welfare as more than just a colleague of mine. *Crosses his arms and looks up at the ceiling with a sigh* For Maya's sake, we're going to have to keep moving forward. But that's going to be dangerous. We'd rather not place anyone else in undue risk. (Stirring up a hornet's nest will have consequences…) ... Whatever happens, I wish you both the best. I'm sure this hasn't been easy. *sigh* ...We appreciate that. Stay safe. I'll do what I can. *Diego doesn't comment at first, instead continuing to look uneasy. Self-doubting might also be an apt term, to those who knew him well.* …Thank you. Good luck. *nods* You, too. *heads off with Diego* ~*~*~ After that, we went to look into the disruption field, hoping to find out when it had been placed there... or, well, I did, at least. Diego said he had something he needed to take care of, so he went off on his own, agreeing to meet me at Windy's Point. I wasn't sure what he planned to do, exactly, but... I trust him not to get into too much trouble. I hope.
At any rate, as he went to do that, I went to talk with the magic specialists about the readings we'd found in that alley. The results were very interesting...~*~*~ {September 1st, 4:44PM Taco City Precinct MCSI Lab 1}  ...the energy in the reading is really unusual, especially the way it reacts to the Light. Normally it's pretty easy to determine when a spell was cast, but with this magic's apparently changeable nature, I can only give an estimate. So when would you estimate this spell was cast?  It's looking like it was the morning August 31st. Somewhere around 7AM, maybe? But with how powerful this aura is, it could have been as recent as 9AM, or maybe even as early as 5AM. That's... a really broad timespan. (But consistently well before the murder took place...) Yes, well, I've never seen an aura this powerful before. I mean, not even Sylvia Tang's aura was this strong, and I thought that aura was— Wait, Sylvia Tang? Mr. Freeman's killer, right? Hm? Yeah, so they say. We don't know, though, because apparently she turned up dead before the detective could question her. Wait, what? What happened? I don't know, I think the medical examiners said it looked like it was a heart attack? But it's a little too convenient to be a heart attack, if you ask me. I mean, if someone were to use the right type of poison— P- poison?! You think she was poisoned? Well, I can't say anything for sure, because I'm not a medical examiner. It just seems a little too convenient, you know? I mean, she keeled over right before the interrogation started, so I heard. So I was thinking, maybe someone wanted her dead so she wouldn't say too much? But that's just my opinion, I wouldn't know... ... (That definitely seems to fit with this organization's theme so far, but... killing one of your own in police custody? Would these people really go that far...?) Anyway, I went off on a bit of a tangent there, didn't I? About the reading, I hate to say it, but the aura really does look a lot like your sister's. Like, really close. But there are really small differences, which normally wouldn't be enough to be considered a different aura, but with the strange nature of this magic, I think it might be enough for me to consider it someone else's. ...So you think there's any chance you could find out who it really was? Well, I might be able to analyze the differences from Ms. Maya's aura in order to determine what the aura might look like normally, but it would be a lot easier if I had some sort of counter reference for the aura, as in, the same aura in another state, it would be a lot easier. You know, so I could compare the differences between Ms. Maya's aura as well as some other aura, and— Yes, yes, that makes sense. I'll have to look into it. (The culprit's aura in another state... I wonder where we could find something like that?) Uh, yes, well, it would be helpful. *adjusts glasses* And I wish you luck with that. Thank you. *glances at the clock* Well, I'd probably better get going. I'll let you know if I find anything else. Alright. Good luck again. Thank you. *heads off* (I wonder if Diego is finished with what he's doing yet...)~*~*~ I'll admit that I did something stupid.
It seems I'm prone to doing stupid things when I panic. Then and now. Which once again begs the question—have I changed? Have I made things better at all?
Hmph. I wasn't in the mood to sit around brooding about all the things I do wrong. Nope. Thinking wasn't exactly in the forefront of my mind.
This "Bourne" fake had to be the one who did this. No one else would have known.
And I wasn't about to sit back and hope that the court would take nothing but my word for it…~*~*~ {September 1st, 5:32PM Windy's Point} *sitting at a table, waiting for Diego* (I wonder how long he'll be?)*The door swings open as Crono and Diego walk in. They both look oddly tired, and Diego in particular is wearing his visor again. He moves a bit stiffly, and his left arm is in some sort of makeshift sling* *sees them, surprised* Diego? *stands up and rushes over to meet him* What on earth happened?  *Unconvincingly* I'm alright, I'm alright… *Slumps against the bar, wincing slightly before resting his head in his good hand* *Sits down next to them, leaning back* Bartender, something strong, please… No, please tell me, what happened? Were you attacked? Something like that. The operation met with, uh, some… resistance.  *Groans and leans back, drumming his fingers on the counter* I'm sorry, Mia. I just didn't want you to go to that horrid place. I knew that if I told you, you'd demand we go together or not at all. That... what are you talking about? Where did you go? …  (You mean you didn't tell her first?! You never mentioned that part!) *Sighs* The truth we discovered earlier today pertaining to the case needed some sort of evidence to back it up if we were to have a chance of using it tomorrow, and, well, there was only one place to get it. ...Are you... are you saying you went to the Void?!  *Scratches his left shoulder, but pulls his hand back quickly from pain* …One of Crono's friends opened the way. Thankfully they weren't all there at once, though it didn't take long for them to notice. Vendetta thought it was very funny, but your cousin wasn't about to let me leave so easy. Not without a fight.  *Hisses in pain* She's been practicing. The aura of that place is so oppressively strong that I didn't see it coming. *Taking a large mug* Crazy woman used a snake-whip of some sort…. It bit him in the shoulder and then the arm, looked like it would go downhill fast. But I blinded her with a Tech that also seemed to hurt really bad, so we made it out of there. *Takes a large gulp* Seems to have paralyzed him and his form somehow… may take a while to wear off.  Stupid of me… (I would have called Gavin, but he'd have tried to talk me out of it, too…) Oh, Diego, you shouldn't be so reckless...! *Apologetic* Lo siento. Truly. But… it wasn't for naught. *Puts a hand to Mia's face, weak smile* *Spanish* {We have some data so graciously left behind by his visitor.} ...! {You do?}  *More confident, relaxed smile* Es verdad, mi amor. (Did you really think I'd go all the way there without bringing something back to show for it? Not to mention your cousin's going to be out of the picture for at least a week, the state she was left in. You won't have to worry about her causing trouble for you or anyone else when the time comes. Once this case is over, you can truly rest easy until it has passed.) *smiles back gratefully* (...Oh, Diego...) *Nuzzle* {As for my recklessness, well, there are times for keeping the cards, and times for action. This was a time for the brave and the bold. We need every card we can get.} {Though admittedly, I am… very tired now. After we deliver what we have, I'm going to need to turn in for the night. I only hope I can at least regain my sight by tomorrow…} (I don't want to go in there blind, not again, too many bad memories…) *nods* {I appreciate it, Diego...} {But yes, you should rest. Don't strain yourself.} Ha.  *"Looks" over* Hey, Crono, think you'll be alright? Hmm? Oh, yeah, I'll be fine.  Don't worry about me. Good luck with everything. *Turns to face Mia again* We should get going. Can you lead the way? I can't see right now. *nods, taking his hand* Of course. Let's go. ~*~*~ So we took the aura reading Diego had managed to get back to the magic specialist. If we were right, then the one who claimed to be Bourne Freeman was also the one who framed Maya... and with any luck, the specialist would be able to determine what the aura hiding behind the illusions looked like.
He said it would take some time, though. That it likely wouldn't have it done until the next day at the earliest. Which meant we would likely be going into the trial without that particular piece of evidence.
We did have a lot more evidence this time, though. We should be able to piece things together this time... but it isn't going to be pretty.To be continued... (Court Record)Evidence Attorney's Badge - My badge. It's been a few years since I last took a case, come to think of it... Magatama - My magatama. It's a symbol of Kurain, but it also helps me to see people's Psyche-Locks. Gregory's Notes - Mr. Edgeworth's notes from the previous Freeman case. Talks about Bourne Freeman's former allies and Tainted magic. Maria's Autopsy Report - Died at around 10:20AM, August 31st. COD: Stabbed in the heart with a knife. Knife - The murder weapon. Is enchanted to harm spirits. Only Maya's fingerprints were found on it. Picked up by Maya in an alley full of Tainted magic. Magic Readings - Some aura scans left behind by a mysterious impostor(s). One aura looks like Maya's, and the other like Mr. Freeman's. --- Profiles Diego Armando - My wonderful husband. We're working together on this case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Happy servant of the Fey household. Not so happy with this mess.}") Maya Fey - My little sister, and the defendant in this case. Her aura had Tainted magic in it... I'm afraid to find out why. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "2/7". It is written in harsh strokes, digging into the paper…) Manfred von Karma - One of our cruelest enemies... and the prosecutor for this case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{I still can't believe he agreed to do this.}") Ema Skye - The detective in charge of this case. Her sister and I went to school together. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{She's used to seeing me as a prosecutor. This could get odd.}") Maria Freeman - The victim. Apparently was just recently cleared of the murder of her husband. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Same name as our cat. Why didn't we hear about her case?}") Bourne Freeman - The victim's late husband. Apparently was in a criminal organization of some sort, but broke free, and was then hunted down for it. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Deja vu much? Doubt a coincidence…}") Franziska von Karma - One of Diego's coworkers, and von Karma's daughter. Was the prosecutor for the previous Freeman case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{She's a great prosecutor and quite a good storyteller during downtime, but I don't think she likes me that much.}") Gregory Edgeworth - A fellow Angel, and a good friend of ours. Was the defense for the previous Freeman case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Legendary model example for all defense attorneys since at least 2001. Seems uneasy about something from this case.}") Lee Vendetta - Maya's guard. Is actually the embodiment of Empathy. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Great guy, a lot more powerful than he lets on. He works for the precinct a lot these days.}") Samuel Vendetta - Better known as the embodiment of Sympathy. Has been assigned to watch over the prosecution. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Used to be my teacher. Way more powerful than he ever lets on. I'll bet von Karma wasn't too happy when Samuel got assigned to be his guard.}") Crono - The witness. Supposedly saw Maya stab the victim. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Nice guy. Got placed in a situation where he had to testify against us, but really, he's a good kid. Definitely willing to help when needed, that's for sure.}") Cap'n Merritt - A sailor, and apparently a friend of Jason's. Saw Maya pick up the murder weapon. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{One of Jason's friends, it seems. At least he stays out of trouble around here. I'm glad he's willing to help, though what he saw…}") ? ? ? - Someone who pretended to be Bourne Freeman in order to get von Karma on the case. Also likely to be the culprit. (Strangely enough, the notes Diego wrote down seem to have been scribbled out heavily. One of the words is less so than the others, and the contents suggest that what he had to say on the mysterious impersonator was not very family-friendly…) |
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I did not get much better. The paralysis wore off, but my form did not change back.
I was very tired from all that had happened. It was oddly exhausting, more than it should have been—why? Why did it have to be this way? Maya deserved so much better. So did Mia. For a brief while, I once again felt ashamed. They were depending on me. And I was weak.
I forced myself to push those thoughts aside. Today would have to be the day where we made it right. I still didn't know what was going on, but we were running out of time to find out.
We were going to have to move forward anyway.~*~*~ {September 2nd, 9:54AM District Courthouse Defendant's Lobby} *looks up as Mia and Diego arrive* Sis! Mr... Godot? Are you okay?  *Rolls his eyes* *  'd!* I'm fine, just got a snakebite last night. (Wish I could have brought my visor… but given how yesterday went, I didn't want to risk it exploding. I can't see anything whatsoever. Good thing I know the layout of the court well enough to traverse it blind…) ... *Reassuring smile* My arm's just a bit sore. Don't you worry, though.  *Cocky grin* I can take 'im out one-handed! *still looks a bit concerned, but manages a small smile* Hee hee. ...And what about you, Sis? Are you okay? ... (My headache's getting worse. It's getting too close. Hopefully this trial won't last too much longer...) *also smiles reassuringly* Don't worry, Maya. I feel confident that the evidence is on our side for this one. We'll prove you innocent yet. You really think so? Of course. I'm sure this will all be over soon. *Hugs Mia with his good arm, closing his eyes and holding her close* (If you need to leave at any time, Mia… don't worry about us, we'll be fine. I'll keep her safe.) *hugs back* (Thank you, Diego... I appreciate that.)"The trial for Maya Fey is about to start. All participants, please move to courtroom number four." Well, I guess we'd better get going. Yeah. Good luck, you guys. *smiles* Don't worry, we'll make things right. Just hang in there, okay? I'll make you burgers afterward. Let's clear them out, ladies. *nods and starts moving toward the courtroom* ~*~*~ {September 2nd, 10:00AM District Courthouse Courtroom No.4} *bangs gavel* Court is now in session for the trial of Maya Fey. The defense is ready, Your Honor. *sends a questioning glance at them from across the courtroom, Diego in particular* ...Are you certain about that?  *Scowls* I can fight you blindfolded any day, von Kitten. *scowls back* ... ...While normally I wouldn't agree with Mr. von Karma on such matters, are you sure you're alright? We'll be fine, Your Honor. Let's get on with the trial, shall we? Hm. If you're certain. Mr. von Karma? ...The prosecution is ready. *gives a small smile at this* (He sounds much less confident today. I think we can win this.) (I know we can.) *Smile fades* (I only hope that we can get this done before anyone else gets hurt. There's still a killer on the loose and an organization to back them. Let's make this quick.) *nods in agreement* (Let's do this.) Last time, we adjourned because of a mysterious aura found on the defendant. I assume the cause of this has been determined? ...I believe so, Your Honor. As you might be aware, Mrs. Freeman's husband was murdered by someone with an aura of a similar nature, someone with the ability to alter her aura to make herself appear to be someone else. The defense strongly believes that these incidents are related. Oh? And the aura found on the defendant? ...It could be the remnants of a spell, or maybe... *glances at Diego briefly, taking a deep breath* ...Maybe a channeling.  *Being blind at the moment, can only tell Mia turned to face him due to her pause and a fluctuation in her aura* *Nevertheless looks uneasy* *And confused* (What?) A channeling? You think the culprit is a spirit? I have strong reason to believe so, yes. *surprised mutters from the gallery* (I guess if she was forced to stay still while someone else was there…. Yes, that must be it, right…?) *Murmurs* Or possibly a possession, which is itself a serious crime. Let us not forget that there is more than one way a spirit asserts control over a mortal. I can think of no less than three. *nods* Basically, we don't believe Maya did this of her own free will. Hm... I see. Mr. von Karma? ...How fascinating. Until I see proof of these claims of yours, I still intend to prove that Maya Fey is guilty of murder. *Narrows his eyes* Proof, huh? Don't worry about that, von Karma; that's what we're here for. ...Hmph. While we're discussing the matter of possession and free will, I should note that the murder weapon has been tested thoroughly since yesterday's trial. The professionals agreed that the only enchantment on it is the one that harms spirits. It is not sentient, and there is otherwise nothing unique about it. It is just a normal knife... one that was used to kill. (Well, it was an important angle to consider.) Speaking of the knife, the defense has a witness that saw the moment Maya picked up the murder weapon, who we believe will help shed some light on what really happened here. If the court will allow it, the defense would like to call this witness to the stand at this time...  (Can't see… but that must mean he's here, right?) *Slight smile* (This ought to be good.)*Soon enough, Merritt ambles up to the stand. He's more dressed up than he usually is, wearing a dress shirt and a tie, but it appears to be sloppily thrown on, making it obvious that he's not a man of high sophistication* State your name and occupation. Now.  Geez, you could try asking.  Well said, my good Captain. *glares* ...  The name's Harman Merritt. I'm a sailor. I deliver cargo. Could you please testify about when you saw Maya picking up the murder weapon? Now see, that's more like it! You could learn a thing or two from this lady, Mr. Prosecutor. ... No comment. *not entirely sure how to react to this, but seems tentatively amused* (Aha... hm.) *Grinning like a cat* (Oh yeah. Can't wait to see the cross-examination on this one.) *Leans forward, and rests his chin on his good hand, clearly amused* We appreciate that, Captain Merritt. You have the floor. Yeah, I'll testify. Let's see... -TESTIMONY-
Taking the Knife So I was on my way to the Harbor, off to do some business, y'know?  But on my way there, I thought I heard somebody's voice. So I went to check it out, curious. That's when I saw the gal sitting in that seat over there, wandering through the shady part of town, which I thought was a bit weird, y'know? It looked like she was looking for something.  That's when she noticed the knife on the ground. And she suddenly froze up, like she was possessed or somethin'! Then her eyes got all serious, and she went into this dark alleyway. She found the knife on the ground, and picked it up, before wandering off. I didn't think much of it at the time, so I left. I had no idea about the murder until you guys told me about it. --- Hm... a very interesting story, Mr. Merritt. Yes, very "interesting," indeed. I have a few questions, if I may. ...Very well. Go ahead, Mr. von Karma. (Well, this should prove interesting...)-CROSS-EXAMINATION-
Taking the Knife That's when I saw the gal sitting in that seat over there, wandering through the shady part of town, which I thought was a bit weird, y'know? It looked like she was looking for something.  What do you believe she was looking for? You ask like you expect me to know? I ain't a mind reader, you know. She said nothing about it? *shrugs* She might've, but I didn't hear it. I submit, then, that without any evidence to the contrary, we cannot know that Maya Fey wasn't looking for a weapon in the first place. You don't have any proof of that! *Simultaneously and rather sharply* ¡NO! ¡Es impossible! Do you have any proof against it? ... (Just Maya's and Mr. Edgeworth's testimonies, and there's no way he'll accept that.) You…! *Digging his nails into the bench, leaving behind marks as his fingers slowly curl into fists, his arms trembling from the pressure* Gggk… You… you know! Excuse me?  *Giving a remarkably similar impression you would get from a wounded, cornered lion* You… you know that doesn't make sense! Why should she go looking for… *Trails off, looking increasingly unnerved* I submit nothing as proof on the matter. I simply wish to acknowledge that the possibility is there. *Godot is oddly silent. He actually looks rather grave. He seems painfully conflicted, clearly wanting to say more—or even spring into action—but remains at a tense standstill, as if something is preventing him.* (I want to say it, but… I… I can't! I can't dare to say that now! Not when it's too close!) *Lightly touches at the scar across his face, which is beginning to look very raw, looking very distant* *glances at him with a concerned frown, but says nothing* ... ...Your point is made, von Karma. Please continue. Hmph. --- That's when she noticed the knife on the ground. And she suddenly froze up, like she was possessed or somethin'! Is that really all you saw? What do you mean? You say you saw her "freeze up," as though she were "possessed." But I find it difficult to believe that a momentary pause would be the only indicator of that. No, for real though! She got this wide-eyed, kinda dazed look in her eyes, like this! *attempts to make the face* Perhaps, but I was under the impression that when a spirit enters a spirit medium's body, it results in a change in physical appearance. Did you see anything of that sort? ...Well, no, but... It might not have been a channeling! Then what do you suggest it was? *Suddenly* *Only just loud enough to be heard, probably making others have to pay very close attention to hear* Freezing up is the first indicator of a forceful possession. --- I was pretty dazed, still slightly recovering from the blow earlier. Nothing made much sense. Why were we even arguing about this? Was it because someone actually had possessed Maya?
The thought was too horrible to contemplate. I found myself still talking, as if listening to someone else acting in a play.--- *A little louder now* This happens because a person's will enacts the orders of movement in the body. When that will is interrupted by the entrance of a competing one, then the connection is abruptly cut off. While there are other indicators, they aren't really on the visible level, and you'd have to be a good deal closer to notice. And can you guarantee that it would have the same effect on a spirit medium such as Maya Fey? Why would her being a spirit medium make any difference? Normally when a spirit enters her body, her physical form changes. I would not find it unreasonable to consider that such an ability would conflict with spiritual matters such as this. ... (This normally doesn't happen. Spirit mediums usually have better control of the spirits than that. I'm not sure if I can answer with confidence...) … Master Samuel, do you have anything you can add?  *Raises head, his hood still covering his eyes* I'm just the bodyguard and assistant investigator. I am not certain I am permitted to speak at this time. (He does have a point, but he's also an expert on these matters.) *briefly gives a pleased smirk* Hm... indeed. ...I don't think it would make a difference. But you cannot say for certain that it wouldn't. Without concrete evidence, you prove nothing.  Y'know, where I come from, it's "innocent until proven guilty." Shouldn't you be the one providing proof? Oh, but I already have. Maya Fey was the one holding the weapon, with no other fingerprints found on it. Maya Fey was the one found next to the victim's lifeless body, the bloodstained weapon in hand. And, according to your own testimony, Maya Fey was the one to pick up the knife that did the deed. Even her own defense team has admitted as much. What are you— You make a dangerous move in claiming that possession was involved in this incident. It means that it was, in fact, Maya Fey who did the deed, whether or not she was entirely sound of mind. Unless you can prove that no part of her own will was involved in this incident, the best argument you could hope for is an insanity plea. ...! … --- That… that was it!--- *Slowly, Godot smiles. Only it isn't a pleasant smile. After a moment, he starts to laugh, but that's no more pleasant, either.* Diego...? --- Maya had to have been captured by these people. Why else would she have had that aura? Possession… oh, those cowardly demons…!
They were the ones that did it… and the ones who took her to the scene!--- *Rests his good hand on the defense bench, looking down as he shakes his head* You've never worked a possession case, have you? *Drums fingers on the table* You're wrong. In the absolute worst case scenario, the malevolent spirit is charged with a double count of homicide and forceful possession. In this case it would be a triple charge, since the departed can't be contacted. (Diego, what...?) (It might be possession, but I'm not going to let him pursue it, Mia. I'm tired of playing defensive.)*When he looks up, his eyes are glowing red.* (This ends now!) ...!  You haven't been listening, have you? This was a setup, and we CAN prove that. But think carefully before you ask to see the deck, Manfred von Karma. This isn't going to be pretty. *narrows eyes* If you have proof, then show it. Very well, Indigo Baron!  *Objectionpoint* It's time to force a showdown!*The gallery is starting to murmur with excitement.* First things first. Your Honor, I'd like to make a request, if you please. I want the room washed with Light before we continue. ...I suppose that would be alright. … *Turns to Mia* (…Mia… do you feel strong enough to handle it, or should we call in someone else…? I don't want you to strain yourself. I'd do it all myself but I still feel tired….)*The paralyzation is starting to wear off, and it shows with color returning to his hair slowly at the roots, but he's clearly still in a weakened state.* (I... don't know. I don't feel that bad, but the whole room might be a bit much...)*He slowly reverts back, and seems to come to a decision.* (I think… if we both sweep the room at the same time, we should be able to bolster one another so neither of us gets drained very much.) *Smiles slightly and holds out his hand, aura starting to build* (Shall we dance?) *smiles and takes his hand, aura building as well* (Let's do it.)*They both begin to glow with increasing intensity.*  *Quickly shields his eyes for the incoming Light flare* *Likewise* (Three…) My first card of the deck: Tainted magic reacts adversely to Light! (Two…) Should there be anyone in the room actively USING it, I imagine it'd have a reaction as well… (One…) Don't you? (Now!)*The two of them unleash a blinding Light that fills the entire room*  Uuargh! *shields eyes, wincing in pain* *CH-JHHHKKKKKKKKT!**As the Light starts to fade, all can clearly see where the unholy noise is coming from—aside from there still being some remnants of Tainted magic in Maya's aura, a man stands near the door, apparently having tried to make a run for it, but was stunned by the Light. His aura crackles with Tainted magic, and he soon realizes that all eyes are on him… and that Diego looks about ready to launch a charged and vicious attack directly at him.*  ...Crap. Bailiff! Seize that man! *The man runs out into the hall, as the bailiff chases after him. Surprised murmurs echo from the gallery*  ...What the— ...uh, what just happened? ...Looks like someone has been spying on us. Wh... what?! *Leans against the defense bench, looking slightly more tired, his potential attack dissipating* A back-up plan, I suspect. I warned you they were dangerous. But this is a time for the brave and the bold, so we will move forward. *He straightens up, his voice growing louder again* Time for the next card! This case, as Mia said, is related to several before it. Specifically, someone is trying to clean up loose ends. Which is why they killed Maria and framed Maya in the first place! What are you saying? There's a criminal organization who's been lurking in the shadows, eliminating those who oppose them. Talented illusionists who use a special kind of magic—"Tainted magic"—which can fool people into thinking they are someone else entirely. As I understand it, there have been a number of cases related to them recently. Perhaps you know of them, Your Honor? Illusionists... yes, I've been noticing a peculiar theme of powerful illusionists as of late. Clen Hall, Abby Semend... even Mrs. Freeman's husband, Bourne Freeman, was murdered by a shapeshifter just recently. But how do you know they're part of a criminal organization? The Freemans had history with this group. In fact, Maria Freeman herself spoke of it to Gregory Edgeworth, before she too was killed. It's how we know about Tainted magic, and of its weakness to Light. *scowls at the mention of Gregory Edgeworth, but says nothing* ... Speaking of Tainted magic, I think the very fact that it was found at all during this case is very telling. Wouldn't you agree, von Karma? ...Maya Fey was involved with the case regarding Bourne Freeman's death, was she not? How do you know the small amount of this "Tainted magic" found in her aura wasn't contracted then? It wasn't, but that's not what I was talking about.  What I'm referring to is this! --- (Court Record)Evidence Attorney's Badge - My badge. It's been a few years since I last took a case, come to think of it... Magatama - My magatama. It's a symbol of Kurain, but it also helps me to see people's Psyche-Locks. Gregory's Notes - Mr. Edgeworth's notes from the previous Freeman case. Talks about Bourne Freeman's former allies and Tainted magic. Maria's Autopsy Report - Died at around 10:20AM, August 31st. COD: Stabbed in the heart with a knife. Knife - The murder weapon. Is enchanted to harm spirits. Only Maya's fingerprints were found on it. Picked up by Maya in an alley full of Tainted magic. Magic Readings - Some aura scans left behind by a mysterious impostor(s). One aura looks like Maya's, and the other like Mr. Freeman's. --- Profiles Diego Armando - My wonderful husband. We're working together on this case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Happy servant of the Fey household. Not so happy with this mess.}") Maya Fey - My little sister, and the defendant in this case. Her aura had Tainted magic in it... I'm afraid to find out why. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "2/7". It is written in harsh strokes, digging into the paper…) Manfred von Karma - One of our cruelest enemies... and the prosecutor for this case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{I still can't believe he agreed to do this.}") Ema Skye - The detective in charge of this case. Her sister and I went to school together. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{She's used to seeing me as a prosecutor. This could get odd.}") Maria Freeman - The victim. Apparently was just recently cleared of the murder of her husband. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Same name as our cat. Why didn't we hear about her case?}") Bourne Freeman - The victim's late husband. Apparently was in a criminal organization of some sort, but broke free, and was then hunted down for it. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Deja vu much? Doubt a coincidence…}") Franziska von Karma - One of Diego's coworkers, and von Karma's daughter. Was the prosecutor for the previous Freeman case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{She's a great prosecutor and quite a good storyteller during downtime, but I don't think she likes me that much.}") Gregory Edgeworth - A fellow Angel, and a good friend of ours. Was the defense for the previous Freeman case. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Legendary model example for all defense attorneys since at least 2001. Seems uneasy about something from this case.}") Lee Vendetta - Maya's guard. Is actually the embodiment of Empathy. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Great guy, a lot more powerful than he lets on. He works for the precinct a lot these days.}") Samuel Vendetta - Better known as the embodiment of Sympathy. Has been assigned to watch over the prosecution. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Used to be my teacher. Way more powerful than he ever lets on. I'll bet von Karma wasn't too happy when Samuel got assigned to be his guard.}") Crono - The witness. Supposedly saw Maya stab the victim. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{Nice guy. Got placed in a situation where he had to testify against us, but really, he's a good kid. Definitely willing to help when needed, that's for sure.}") Cap'n Merritt - A sailor, and apparently a friend of Jason's. Saw Maya pick up the murder weapon. (There is a note scrawled in the margin that reads: "{One of Jason's friends, it seems. At least he stays out of trouble around here. I'm glad he's willing to help, though what he saw…}") ? ? ? - Someone who pretended to be Bourne Freeman in order to get von Karma on the case. Also likely to be the culprit. (Strangely enough, the notes Diego wrote down seem to have been scribbled out heavily. One of the words is less so than the others, and the contents suggest that what he had to say on the mysterious impersonator was not very family-friendly…) ---  A very powerful aura was found in the alleyway where the knife was found. Some scans were done of it, which I think the court will find very interesting. What are we looking at here? ...A disruption field? Interference. Something meant to keep anyone from sensing what was occurring in that alleyway... anyone like Diego or myself. But you know what else is interesting? The closest matching aura on record to this one... was Maya's. *more surprised mutters* *Abruptly* We have lies. Lies, lies, and more lies. Illusionists, shapeshifters, doubles, false auras—and false accusations! *Objectionpoint* Why the disruption field? So we couldn't see. Why would that be? Because Maya was in serious danger, and the moment we noticed, the cavalry would have arrived! They needed to accomplish their task first! Maya and Maria had come too close. They knew that Maria was a shadow, barely known to exist. She could be silenced without many people noticing. Maya? Not so much. So they went a different route to get rid of her, von Karma— *Coffeeslam* THEY WENT TO YOU! ...!  Mr. Armando, what are you saying? By the prosecution's own admission, he was contacted by someone claiming to be Mr. Freeman, and asked to ensure this case ended one way! Now how is that possible if, not only is Mr. Freeman dead, but his spirit has eluded all attempts of contact? You don't know that— Samuel was there with us, don't pretend that didn't happen. As for "Mr. Freeman", well… It certainly WASN'T Mr. Freeman that came to see you. It's a reading that takes place post-mortem by several days. Which of course they would know, because they arranged for his death, too! He defected from the organization. And I'm sure Master von Karma knows what usually happens to people like that, hmm? Wait, what? Why are you rattling on about this?! This has nothing to do with this case! No, but I was making a point. Pay attention, Herr Perfection, we're just getting started! *Turns to speak to the court* Oddly enough, the prosecution is a victim as well. Mr. von Karma was set up, and I'll tell you why. This wasn't just about his personality or his past. It was about his present! What is that supposed to— I'm talking about this! Franziska von Karma took the Bourne Freeman case, and next to Maya and Maria, she is the next greatest liability, which almost certainly makes her the next target! Now tell me, von Karma—you said you don't notice her every mood swing. But I'm certain that you would have noticed—and been enraged—if she were silenced. They needed more time. Pulling a plan like this on the fly rarely succeeds twice in succession. Now tell me again—how many days have they've had to plan while you've been occupied by this case?! *looks utterly appalled* You— you— How dare you. We're not the ones who dare, von Karma. The blame falls squarely on the shoulders of the people who committed this horrible crime! *the mutterings from the gallery have risen to a frenzy over this* *bangs gavel furiously* Order! Order in the court! *as the court begins to settle down* ...Your Honor, I think it's clear to everyone here that Maya is not the real culprit in this. What we need to do now is stop buying into these people's horrible lies and find the people who are really behind this incident, before anyone else gets hurt. I couldn't agree more; it's clear to me that whoever these people you mention are, it may be only a matter of time before they strike again. Do you have any way of tracking these people down? Seeing as these people evidently are able to alter their auras, I don't suppose traditional aura tracking would work as expected. Well, we currently have a magic specialist analyzing the magic readings we found. With any luck, he should be able to figure out what the aura looked like before it was— *Diego's phone goes off* *Jumps back, startled* *Snatches up the phone and flips it open* Now is not the time! What is it?! *The voice of the magic specialist from yesterday comes through* "Ack! I-I'm sorry to interrupt, sir, it's just, I've analyzed the readings you gave me, and I think I might have found something—" *Puts the specialist on speaker and turns the volume to max, glaring and gesturing for everyone to be quiet* We're listening! "I, uh, I compared the readings you gave me to the ones we have on file, and I noticed they're ever-so-slightly different, you know? So I tried analyzing the differences in detail, and I think I might have an idea of what you're looking for." ! You do? Really? "Yeah. Since you told me the two auras were the same person, I figured the altered auras would most likely tend toward the original aura, and I think I've found what that might—" Do you think this information could be used to track down the one responsible for this? "What? I, uh, I didn't quite hear that..." He's wondering if we could use it to get an ID. "Oh. Well, I didn't find anyone on record that matches the data, but I suppose if you could, perhaps, load the information onto a magic scanner and have it search for anything that fits the criteria, you might be able to—" Then it is settled. This court is adjourned until this matter can be looked into thoroughly. *bangs gavel* (...Well, I guess that's that.) *Hangs up, then turns and grabs Mia's shoulder, looking frantic with anxiety and worry* *Spanish* {If the spy got away, then they probably know by now that we're onto their game. That may set their plans abruptly into motion. Franziska is still in serious danger.} *nods seriously* {We need to get moving, and fast.} {That's the problem! What "we" do we have at the moment? Mia, it's getting too close, and I was stupid enough to get myself injured. Lee is on protection detail with Maya, Samuel is protecting the prosecution—and for good reason, as we have seen—and if they put up a disruption for us, they'd almost certainly do likewise against Gregory, assuming they didn't want to lure him into a trap! We may need to call in backup if we're going to go out to the battlefront.} *frowns* {You might be right... but who can we call?} {I was thinking Kristoph. Besides, he might have some insight into where these sort of people would hide out… though I wouldn't insinuate that to his face, he'd probably take offense to it.} {I guess that would work.} *glances up at the gallery, noticing that people are filing out of the courtroom* {We'd better get moving, though.} *Nods and takes her hand* {Let's go.} *watches them head off, scowling darkly in thought* ... To be continued...
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Post by PFA on Apr 9, 2014 0:00:43 GMT -5
I have been growing weary, so weary. I seem to be always tired, and it feels like I'm not really needed anymore. My brother is strong, stronger than I at this point, and there are many other Guardians to help the others. Unfortunately with me, it seems that I need help from them far more often than they have any use of me. As a result, I am hardly part of the adventures.
This was where that began to change again. It was very unexpected, but set things into motion that would change everything…~*~*~ {Meanwhile, in Neopia}  *Reading a newspaper* Looks like the Cronomobile is going to be set to MWII… I do hope that won't— *His cell phone goes off with The Fragrance of Dark Coffee*  …? "What was that, dear?" Nothing, hang on—getting a call. *Click!* Hallo? Is everything alright, Mr. Armando? "*Sounding rather rushed* No. There's big trouble going down. Very big trouble, and we need your help. Can you come over?" *Rubs his eyes* I only just woke up, you're not making sense… what day is it? "Early September! The days run together, the important thing is—" Alright, alright, don't go into hysterics! Just keep in mind that I may not be the most helpful this time of year, it gets worse every year… *Mutter mutter* How bad is it? Should I bring Sarah? "Actually, I'd appreciate it if she could go over to the HR and help look over Iris and Pearl right now, if it's alright. Meet us up in town, and come prepared to fight." Alright. See you then. *Hangs up, and stands* Sarah, I hope you're ready to go out and about… better pack your spear, this looks like it will be a long one. ~*~*~ {September 2nd, 11:33AM Taco City Precinct MCSI Lab 1} *Hangs up* Kristoph says he's on his way. Sarah will be looking after the others. Okay, good... that should help. *walks back over from his computer, handing Mia a specialized magic scanner* Alright, so, uh, this is loaded with the information on the aura you're looking for. It's set to only respond to anything that matches its criteria, so hopefully that should help you find your guy. Alright, thank you. This should be helpful. Of course, if you don't find what you're looking for, you may need to adjust its parameters to account for a broader spectrum of— *Claps a hand to the specialist's shoulder* Good work. Thank you for your help.  What? Oh, uh, thank you. {Mia, let's go to the Prosecutors' Office, I want to check and see if Franziska is there.} *nods in agreement* {Good idea.} *Running out the door* By the way, you may want to stay indoors until this is over. ¡Vamonos! I, uh... will? Thank you again. *follows after Diego* ~*~*~ I was running so fast I could hardly keep up with my thoughts. I had set things into motion blindly with no idea of the consequences, and now I had to do everything in my power to keep it from turning into a disaster.
I'd already made things much worse once before by acting without thinking in order to save the ones I love. I couldn't mess up again. No matter what they others thought of me, I wasn't going to let another innocent die.
We were running out of time.~*~*~ {September 2nd, 11:58AM Prosecutors' Office} *Practically throws open the door, completely disregarding the loud hubbub and the startled looks* Where is Franziska?  ! Herr Armando! Fräulein von Karma is... in her office, I believe? Thank God. *Looks immensely relieved* Is Edgeworth in, too? As far as I know, ja. Is everything alright? ...Not exactly. There could be serious trouble ahead.  What?! We need all three of you to stay here. Preferably together. In a secure room. Why? What's going on? We don't know, exactly. But Franziska may be in danger. Franziska? Yes. It has to do with her recent case. I'm… I'm afraid we may have kicked the mare's nest and turned it into a hornet's nest.  What?! Look, the details aren't important right now. What's important is that everyone stays safe. *The door opens softly behind them* "She's right. Please do as they say, Bruderlein." ! *looks up*  *Appears to be wearing some sort of leather armor, typical for an archer, with dull colored clothes that would match an abandoned urban environment* These people are masters of deception. For the time being, you must stick together only with people you are assured to be genuine, and bar the door against all others. Fräulein von Karma needs you right now, regardless if she knows it, and whether she likes it or not. *frowns, thinking on this* ...  *after a moment, nods slowly* ...I understand. We should get going. *Turns to Mia* Are you sure you don't want to stay at the Shrine with your cousins? ...I'll be fine. We need to get to the bottom of this. Alright. Where should we start? ...As much as I hate to say this... we may want to try the abandoned outskirts of town. What?! But that's dangerous! We're looking for a killer. It's going to be dangerous no matter what. … *Sudden look as if he's tasted something extremely bitter* *Frowns* Alright, let's see what we can do. *Shakes his head and makes for the entrance with Mia*  *Turns and points to Klav as they leave* {Don't follow me. I've seen worse. It'll be alright.} *watches them leave* ... ~*~*~ {Taco City Abandoned Districts Main Square} Well, we're here. Last chance to turn back. You already know our answer to that. Why do you keep bringing it up? Because I think you might not really understand just how dangerous this place is, since you hardly come here. Even in this "nicer" part of town there are at least two black markets and packs of monsters and dogs running loose. It gets worse the further out you go. Just so you know. ...We've already made it this far. We're not giving up now. Any ideas, then, since you know this place better? Further away from the city, some place less open. Right. That helps narrow it down. (This place is enormous. It's bigger than the inhabited half of town by far.) Well, unless they're using magic or candles, they'll still need to be in a section that gets electricity. (...Actually, at this rate, I don't know that I'd put it past these people...) ...Alright, well, we have a magic scanner that should hopefully help us find who we're looking for. Let's follow the power lines for a start. The scanner should pick up if the person we're looking for has been nearby. And we should do it from… *Looks to the sun, squinting a little* …that direction. (It takes us a bit close to the scene, but they would have had to walk roughly along that path to get to this part of town from the fringes, and pass close to that scene.) Be on your guard. *Starts leading down one of the main streets, looking to the skies to follow the power lines* *Follows* I don't suppose you have any energy capsules or the like on you?  *Quietly* It won't help with the curse, you know that. ... *follows as well* Anything we have to help should come in handy. … I meant for me. Beg pardon? Why would you…  *Realizes Diego's aura is low* …You fought Dahlia.  (At a time like this, you fought that black widow?) (It's a long story.) *Somewhat "oh great" expression* Well, at least that's one less problem to worry about. If I had known you needed it, I would have brought Sarah's potions. *Sighs and delivers a backhand gesture* *Diego glows with what appears to be moonlight, looking significantly refreshed afterward* … *Looks around* Out of curiosity, why didn't you call anyone else? ...It's dangerous. We didn't want anyone else getting hurt. *Looks unsure if he should take that as an insult* What about the Vendettas? Busy. … *Continues leading on, but looks distracted* *frowns in thought* (It's too bad they're busy... we could really use the help.)*They continue searching for a while. Just as they're starting to lose hope of ever finding anything, the scanner starts to beep softly* ! I'm picking up something! ! (At last…) Where's it coming from? This way, I think... *starts following the trail carefully* *Quickly steps to be at the head of the party again, but has to look back somewhat to see where Mia is heading* Careful, Frau Armando, we don't know what we're going to find— "Hold on." AUGH! *Flashes with moonlight and casts a disc as he comes to an abrupt halt**A shadow seems to flinch as it takes the hit.* "Ouch. Kristoph, was that really necessary?" Wha— *A slight illusion melts away, revealing Samuel and von Karma standing in front of them.*  You! Calm down, Kristoph. It led us right to him! …He didn't do it, Gavin. *Severe double take* Sorry, what? ...No, he didn't. He's the, um... prosecutor. When has that ever stopped him? Can you even hear what you're saying?! (In retrospect, we should have filled him in on more of the details first…) *scowls, crossing arms* I'm not so foolish as to frame Maya Fey for murder, Gavin. … What. It's kind of a long story, but yeah, that's the short version. We've got a trail to follow, so let's not just stand here conveniently a non-moving target. *frowns, glancing at the scanner* What are you doing here, von Karma? Believe it or not, not a battle. *sends Kristoph a look* Right. I'm supposed to believe you're here doing purely prosecutorial work?  You will refrain from further insults, Mr. Gavin. We are not here to fight you, and as such we are wasting everyone's time by arguing. Can we please move? *Seems antsy* … *Clearly very skeptical* Fine, but someone had better tell me what is going on. *continues following the trail* If you have something to say, von Karma, say it while moving. We have work to do. *narrows eyes, following after* ...If someone truly has been setting us all up as you claim, I want to know who. We don't know yet. We're trying to find them right— Then let me come with you. ... What? Why would you— *Warning look* …be interested in knowing that? ... ...Because if we're right, then Franziska is in danger? *darkly* No one will fool me like that. *Seems genuinely surprised rather than startled*  *Falls quiet and asks no further questions* *Shows teeth in an empty grin* So everyone will play nice today, or this is as far as you'll get. They aren't to be underestimated. *frowns, looking over at von Karma thoughtfully* ... ...Well? It's, um... it's going to be dangerous, you know... Why do you think I'm here? This was his choice. He's aware of the risk. Precisely. ... … *Moves to take the lead again, and casts a wedge formation barrier over the group to serve as some protection against ordinary incoming long-range attacks* ...Well... let's go, then. *continues onward* *Stays by Mia's side, glancing at von Karma once before returning his attention to their surroundings* ~*~*~ I highly doubt any of them were prepared for what would happen next. But all had been set into motion, and there would be no turning back.
It would not be long before everything would come together at last.To be continued...
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Post by PFA on Apr 16, 2014 0:02:27 GMT -5
*They follow along the trail, but it seems faint and ends up going in a circle.* …We're back where we started. *frowns* That doesn't make sense... but I guess in a way, it kind of does. What do you mean? *Meanwhile, seems to be concentrating on something else, not paying attention* Well, if these people deal with illusions on a regular basis, then of course the trail would be misleading. So how are we to find anything with a misleading trail? By deduction. *Calls up a moonlight bow, building up the power* ...What are you doing? There wouldn't be a border without a reason. It means that the reading is equidistant from a center point.  What we did… is found all the outside pieces of the puzzle. … *Realizes* (Uh-oh.) *Fires a highly concentrated energy bolt with a combination of strength of will and the force of tension, the bolt absorbing and integrating the bow itself along the way, directly at what appears to be an empty alleyway* *CH-JNNG* *blinks in surprise* ...A barrier? It makes sense. This place is monster territory. Even criminal organizations don't want to have to put up with that on a constant basis. It looks like we're definitely on the right track, though. I wonder how they normally get through the barrier? Well, it's a barrier against magic—and possibly the senses—not against physical matter. They most likely simply walk right through it. *thinks* ...Do you think it's safe for us to walk right through it? *Rubs muzzle* …I don't know about you specifically, my lady. That depends on if it reacts to Light as strongly as their other works do. It might be wise to just take the scanner within the barrier and bring the reading back to the police. That would provide grounds for reinforcements. ...Well, we've already made it this far. We can't stop now.  (Well, I tried. Can't say I didn't bring it up earlier.) If you were cloaked in Darkness, you could probably enter. I can cast one over the group, as I did earlier… but we will all have to move together. *thinks on this, nodding* That might work. *Nods**As he casts the "cloak", it has the effect of being covered by a thick blanket—stifling and much harder to see—but on a magical level.* (Ugh, I feel like it's hard to breathe, except it's not quite the same…) *puts a hand to her head, wavering a bit, but doesn't back down* (...We'd better keep going.) *Takes Mia in his arm and holds her close, supporting her with his strength and presence* (I'm here, Mia…. I'm right here. I'm right here with you.) *smiles at him* (Thanks, Diego.)*Walking through the barrier feels like walking through water, but they push through without further trouble. Once free, Samuel lifts the cloak.* *sighs with relief, looking at the scanner* ... *raises an eyebrow* It's... stronger, but not much stronger. Looks like we're going to have to keep looking... It's probably toward the source of the barrier, which is in the center of the circle we just walked. *Points* That way. *As it leads them to (and through) an abandoned library, Kristoph seems preoccupied with something. Finally he speaks up.* Mrs. Fey… Hm? What is it? What exactly are we going to do when we get there? *As he's saying this, the signal starts getting weaker.* *Speaking over the latter half of Kris's sentence* Hang on. We need to backtrack a little. *frowns, turning and backtracking* Must be around here somewhere... *Casts a slightly annoyed look at Diego* *Is paying attention to the scanner, doesn't notice* *They keep following the trail, backtracking several times* We're just going in circles again. Are you certain you know what you're— *stops in front of a closet, glancing at it thoughtfully* Wait... *raises eyebrow* ...The closet? There must be a secret entrance or something... *goes to take a closer look* *Thoughtful* (Odd, this seems familiar somehow…) *feels around the closet for a moment* (There must be a switch or something...)*Soon enough, she manages to find the edge of a secret door, which she grips onto and attempts to pry open. With a bit of effort, she does just that, discovering a stairway leading deep into the underground* ...This must be it. *Looks down* … (Why do I get the feeling that this is the last save point before the final boss?) (Underground, inside a barrier, in the abandoned part of town. No one to hear you scream. Lovely.) … *Swallows, then speaks up firmly* Well, I doubt turning back is an option, and stalling does nothing. Might as well forge ahead…. *also looks a little nervous, but nods in agreement* Let's go. *Telepathically now* (I ask again. What exactly is the plan once we get there?)
(That sort of depends on what we find…. I'm hoping that we can find out how to contact the spirits they silenced.)
(This is a headquarters, or at least a hideout. Something of this scale is suited to a large group of people. It's not necessary for a lone person or a duo or trio.) (We're probably walking into an ambush.) (What if everyone's there, Armando? What then?) … (…Wait. Silenced?)
(I thought you knew about that?)
 (What are you talking about?)
(Consider it like a more dangerous version of a weapon against spirits, Gavin. I thought you knew already…)
 (…I thought you asked me because of Klavier's case.)
(Well you can't turn back now.)
(I didn't say I wanted to.)
(I realize that the two of you are both scared, anxious, and don't like confined spaces without windows, but please stop before you get into an argument.)*The two of them look at one another guiltily. Kris looks away, his expression hollow at some memory.* (Almost there...)*When they finally reach the bottom of the stairs, they find themselves in a small room, with doorways on each wall. It's hard to tell from first glance, but to the left appears to be some sort of armory, to the right some sort of lounge, and ahead is a large library* I think this is the place... Heart of enemy territory. *Looks at the scanner, which indicates they should go forward* (Please remember what I said when we took this case on, Mia…. I still mean it.) ... Well, we've come this far. We might as well keep going. *cautiously moves forward, keeping an eye out for any signs of people* *They move into the library, which indeed looks much like a library—the walls are lined with bookshelves, which are packed to the brim, and there are a few tables with chairs to sit at. However, upon closer inspection, the bookshelves are not filled with books, but instead thousands upon thousands of files* What is all this...? Odd. This is nowhere near the Ambassador's old database… *raises an eyebrow, flipping open a file left sitting on one of the tables* *seems rather disturbed by what he finds, closing it almost immediately* Profiles. Profiles? Yes... frighteningly detailed ones. ... *glances at the file, which von Karma has partially obscured, but notes the name "von Karma" on the spine* ...I see. *to Diego* (It looks like someone's been studying us...) … *Rather disturbed expression* (There are plenty of details hidden away in case files, obscure or otherwise, but something to this level…?) *Quietly* We can't risk burning them now, there's no telling what could happen. Taking them with us would be a liability if we needed our hands for something more important. We'll just have to leave them behind. …Let's get out of here. (Yes, let's...)*They continue through the library, which is disturbingly quite expansive, until eventually reaching the back of the room. There is a door, but it is swung wide open, and one can see clearly inside to a small but seemingly important room, full of strange magical equipment, and some large and elaborate double doors in the back of the room. The energy signature emanates most strongly from this room* ...I think this is it. *Eyes the doors* Where Sarah comes from, doors that elaborate were only used in tombs. Maybe it is, of sorts. There are some missing spirits we are looking for… I'm not sure it's very wise to mess around with something that could trap us if we got locked inside, Armando…. I guess there's only one thing left to do... *cautiously steps into the room* *Diego follows at her side. von Karma follows with some hesitance, but Samuel practically has to drag Kris along with them.* I don't like this. Then why did you come along? No, I mean, this is too convenient. We have come this far and haven't encountered the least bit of resistance. Why would these people keep a place like this so unguarded? Unless... they want us to come here. How very observant of you, Manfred von Karma. Congratulations. ?! *Suddenly, the door behind them slams shut* !!! *Flares up with Light, pulling Mia close and creating a barrier around them*  *Cries out in dismay* I TOLD YOU! *Tries to break down the door, to no avail* Kristoph, wait— *Tries again, slipping into German as his voice gets more frantic* {I died once in a place like this!} {I WILL NOT GO THROUGH THAT AGAIN!}WHAM! *The doors don't budge.*  *Shifts to an Eyrie and tries again* WHAM! *No effect.* You may as well give up. I have protected this room to prevent escape, even for spirits. {NEVER! I GAVE MYSELF UP FOR LOST ONCE BEFORE, BUT HE DID NOT WIN AND NEITHER WILL YOU!}WHAM!*No effect.* Kristoph, stop, you're just going to hurt yourself— SHOW YOURSELF, YOU NAMELESS COWARD!Hahaha... oh, but of course. I wouldn't wish to be impolite, now, would I?*A man fades into the center of the room, appearing to be a spirit from an era long past. He wears a stylish tailcoat and cravat, making him look much like a Victorian-era aristocrat. The smug look on his face compliments his sinister aura, which is very controlled, but gives the unsettling impression that it is probably a lot stronger than it seems. Most importantly, however, it seems to be exactly the energy signature they were looking for* *Shrieks and launches at—**Kris's charge is abruptly halted by dark chains that suddenly appear and throw him back with a whiplash. Diego swivels aside, narrowly missing having Kris thrown right into him. He ends up hitting the wall, where he immediately shifts back to his prisoner form, clearly dazed.* *Looks at Samuel* *Crosses his arms, dissipating the chains* Get a hold of yourself, Gavin. ... *warily moves into a defensive stance* Who are you?  *seems almost entirely unfazed by the display just now* Long ago, I was known as Lucius Wayne. But now I am known primarily as "the Master." The master of what, exactly? A fair question. You see, this is an organization that specializes in replicas. Perfect replicas, down to the very last detail. So exact, that most never know the difference. A perfect imitation... I get the feeling you're not just talking about counterfeit items, though. A brilliant observation. After all, you must have seen the files. Our specialty is to imitate... to eliminate those who oppose us, or those who learn too much, under the guise of another. That is why we call ourselves "the Duplicates." You may as well start calling yourselves "Team Rocket", because your organization will shortly crumble to barely more than a joke, just like theirs did, old man. The entire department knows about Tainted magic now. And you left your signature all over the scene in your shoddy attempt to get rid of Maya Fey.  *shrugs lightheartedly* What can I say? I had to make do with what I was given. ...What is that supposed to mean?  Maria Freeman was destined to die. She was foolish to believe she could fight it.  But your sister was a surprise. I did not expect her to be so... audacious. You... *Starts to look cross* You put us all through this on a whim?! Oh, Maya would have been dealt with eventually; after all, she was involved with that case, as well. But until she decided to come after us, there was another target I thought to be of higher priority... *glares* Franziska? Oh, perhaps. But I was more referring to someone of a different sort of import to you personally... *slowly starts to realize* ...Gregory Edgeworth? *double take* What?! …Don't tell me you're actually being serious about this. You're insane. *ignores* I'm certain you are well aware of my handiwork by now... the enhanced aura magic. You mean the Tainted magic? Whatever you wish to call it, it is one of my greatest accomplishments, one I have worked many long years to fully develop. However, the one flaw I have never been able to correct is its weakness to the Angels' Light. When Mr. Edgeworth discovered this, I knew it was only a matter of time before he told his allies about it. Ideally, I would have had his son blamed for Maria Freeman's murder, with von Karma as the prosecutor... how could he resist? ... What. ...But as I said earlier, your sister chose to make her inevitable demise a higher priority. Either way, with such a high profile case, I knew it had to be handled with the utmost care... thus why I saw to it personally. ...You forced her to channel you, didn't you? ! What?!  How else should a spirit such as myself be expected to deal with a spirit medium? *Horrified* You… *His aura takes an abrupt swing back to anger, with rising aggression* You perverted, crazy old man! *Dangerous tone* Do you have any idea what she would have been put through?! Oh, I took no perverse pleasure in the deed. I simply did what was— *Diego interrupts him, brimming with a growing, dangerous fury born of bitter pain* *Furious* Do you have any IDEA how much she would have suffered if handed such a fate? What it is like to carry such a curse for all eternity?! OR DID YOU DO ALL THAT ON PURPOSE TO MOCK OUR PAIN!? ... *doesn't answer, just smirks* *Aura dropping back down again, fed up with it all and getting rather tired* You knew we would show up. You knew it would be us, and you knew what would hurt and why—you used Maria on a whim to get all of us involved, us specifically! *Hisses* Is that what this is to you? Some sort of twisted game, seeing how many people you can cause untold suffering in the shortest amount of time?! Oh, no, it's much more than that. But I must say, seeing your reaction is quite satisfying. {Why, you—! You pompous little—} *Sharply* Enough, Armando. Save your strength! The game is over. Don't continue to let your anger play into his hand. *Taken off guard by that* ! *Thinks it over for a moment* *Sullen and feeling exhausted* (He's right…) *steps forward* Enough is enough. We know you have done something to the spirits of your victims. Where are they? How astute of you. As you are well aware, spirits cannot be fully destroyed; they will always exist in some form or another. And while there is supposedly no way to contact a "destroyed" spirit, I simply could not take that chance. That said, allow me to direct your attention to another one of my greatest accomplishments... *gestures to the elaborate doors behind him*  ...The doors? (There's a really powerful aura coming from those...)*Kris's vision finally starts to focus, and he leans up against the doors for support as he staggers to his feet, still disoriented.* *Unnerved, but trying not to show it* What… what about them? Beyond those doors lies eternal captivity for spirits. *seems horrified* ("Eternal captivity"?!) *At these words, aura takes a sudden nosedive and becomes icy cold… like a hospital.* *Takes a step back, holding onto Mia tighter* It is heavily enchanted, dampening all spiritual abilities and most magical abilities, but it provides enough energy for the spirits to prevent them from fading away. *Starts coming to enough to hear what is going on*  … *Look of realization as he turns to look at the doors behind him* It is completely inescapable, as the doors cannot be opened except by myself. I call it the "spirit cage." Impressive, is it not? *Staggers back as if burned, falling to the ground due to a lack of balance* There... there are spirits in there? Yes. I do believe we have several thousand in our custody now. *Diego and Kris are absolutely speechless. Kris, having reverted to his prisoner form, finds he cannot escape it, while Diego is slowly slipping back into his as the weight of an eternal experience like the last three months of his life begins to settle on his soul. von Karma looks disturbed as well, though he tries to hide it* Haha, yes... I created it to house those who oppose our organization, those who simply learn too much, and of course... those who are simply no longer useful to me. *is downright disgusted by now* "No longer useful to you"? We Duplicates take our job very seriously. Our task is to eliminate our foes with no suspicion falling upon ourselves. If one of us is caught, then we are at risk of being found out... and I simply cannot allow that. ...Sylvia Tang. They said she died suddenly before she could be questioned. Sylvia... it's such a pity. She was the best I had, but how could I expect less of one of my own descendants? But she said too much, so she had to be sacrificed. (Wait... she was his descendant? Then he must be a shapeshifter, as well...) *Distinctly unimpressed* You would kill your own kin? Somehow, we're not surprised. Ah, but at least this way she can be reunited with her beloved. I'm certain Bourne was so happy to see her... ...Are you saying that you keep captured murderers in the same prison as their victims? But of course. I only have one spirit cage, you know. ... *says nothing, but seems displeased by this* I find it odd that you would continue to go to such measures after having been exposed in a public sensation in court, Lucius. And typically, only the shortly defeated lay out the details of their operation.  Shall I book a particular seat for you in the Detention Center, or would you rather have that be a surprise? Hahaha... oh, but I am only telling you all of this to be polite. After all, it ultimately doesn't matter how much you know... considering what you have already done. *Snaps out of his trance at the shift in tone* ? *Pushes off the ground enough to look up, with effort, though heavily squinting as he can no longer see* Was…? Publicly revealing the existence of our organization was a dangerous move on your part, Diego Armando. You have forced my hand... every individual who now knows of this must be eliminated, even if that means the entire city. !!!  *Snarls in a sudden snap of RAGE, aura exploding to a level rivaled only once before* LUCIUS WAYYYYYYNE! *Squeaks in terror* *Cowers in fear and pain, suddenly tormented by a bombardment of horrific memories*  *Portuguese* {I WILL HAVE YOUR HIDE!}  {I WILL TEAR YOU APART WITH MY BARE HA—}*He suddenly screams in pain, dropping to his knees as the image of a Kurain lock appears over his heart, chains of Light glowing beneath his skin* Diego?! *Shakes his head* (I'm afraid that this is your work, Mrs. Fey. This is what happens when someone fights against a lock on part of their being.) *remembers* (A lock on his being... that's right, he asked me to seal away his worst Darkness last time he lost control...) *Gasps for air, his hands coming down hard on the floor as he keels over* Lo siento, lo siento mi amor… {Please forgive me, I never meant to hurt you…} ({Ai, it burns, it burns…!}) *smirks at this display, but doesn't comment* And since you have all so graciously come to visit...  *eyes flash red, aura suddenly spiking significantly* I will start with you.To be continued... |
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Post by PFA on Apr 23, 2014 0:00:06 GMT -5
*At this declaration, Mia immediately summons up a Light bow, training it on Lucius. Diego, while blind, manages to muster enough of his strength to stand, an unstable outline of a familiar cane-sword of Light and Darkness appearing in his hands. Kristoph, to his credit, boosts his vision with Darksight before drawing out his elemental firearm and calling forth a rather malicious-looking dark wolf.*  If you think we're going to let you do that, you're wrong. Going out fighting, are we? I expected no less. However, you should be aware, I am more powerful than you can possibly imagine. *Grins in a frightening manner* *Looks up, his eyes glowing blood red**The whole building shakes violently as if in an earthquake, large red chains appearing over the walls in a criss-cross pattern. Samuel's voice seems to come from everywhere and nowhere at once, both a loud echo and a mere thought in the mind at the same time* You don't know what you are dealing with. Oh, on the contrary, I believe I know rather well.  *Without warning or signal, fires from his position on the floor, aiming for Lucius' knees* *immediately raises a barrier, which shatters the attack* *fires a Tainted magic blast at Mia, aiming for the head* *Narrowly pulls her away, causing the attack to instead strike him in the left shoulder-blade* GYAH! *Seizes up in pain*  Diego! *The both of them are pulled out of the way of a follow-up attack by coils of chains, thrown on opposite sides of the room* ! (Samuel! Why did you separate us?!) (It was the only way to be sure BOTH of you were pulled out of the line of fire. Now pay attention!)Mightyena: *Leaps at Lucius from underneath the line of fire* *Smirks, sends a well placed kick toward the Mightyena* Mightyena: *Sent flying to the side* AUWOO! ! *sidesteps to avoid the Mightyena crashing into him* ...  ! *Fires at Lucius again, cursing in German* {Leave my dog ALONE!} *raises a barrier to block it* What did you think would happen when you sent it into a battle? Your fight is with me, cur! *Fires again* *jams his elemental firearm with a powerful Tainted blast*  ! *Taken off guard by this*  Nrrrrgh…! *Becomes distracted trying to get it to work again* (Come on, come on…!) *scowls, firing a Light arrow at Lucius*  *At the same time, strikes with an arc of Light and Dark left behind by the path of the tip of the sword* *deflects the attacks into the ceiling* You really have to do better than that. *There is a sudden loud KSSSSSSSSSSEW with a bright flash as Kristoph's firearm destabilizes due to backlash from trying to override the jam* GYAH! *Tries to use this opportunity to reach Mia* *slices through the air, sending a blade of Tainted magic at Diego's face* *Is hit, the attack precisely tearing open his scar, and nothing else* AUGH! NO! *fires another arrow at Lucius* *gives an evil grin, deflecting the arrow at Diego's left arm instead*  *Mentally screams in agonizing pain, completely consumed by the intensity of being hit in his death mark* !!! *chuckles darkly* Do you wish to strike me again, knowing that you may instead harm your husband? Ngh...! *clutches at her head, trying to fight off an overpowering headache* N-no... Diego! {How DARE you?! Even the lowest of Ring members has never struck so low! You miserable little—!} *Pulls the shadows down from behind Lucius to hurtle at him like a rain of knives* *simply absorbs the Darkness, returning it as a blast to Kristoph's eyes* AUGH! *Rendered incapable of using Darksight and as such—for all intents and purposes—is completely blind* *smirks at them* Well, that was entertaining. So, do you yield?  {N…} *Shrieks, aura wildly fluctuating in panicked pain* {NEVERRR!} *In growing hysterics, clearly unstable* {I… I would die fighting, you spineless swine of a traitorrrrrr!} A traitor? Isn't that more of a reference to yourself, Kristoph Gavin? *Shreds the air before him with clawed fingers, leaving rips of Darkness in the wake as traces of his Demonic past flicker in his form* {IGNORANT RAT!} {Justice carries a Sword far worse,} {I WILL NEVER SUBMIT TO THE LIKES OF YOU!} *doesn't reply, just smirks* *meanwhile, has found her way to Diego's side* (Diego! Are you alright?!) *Weakly* (Of… of course. You're right here with me…) *glares at Lucius* (He keeps predicting our attacks!) *With effort, manages to smile* Heh… h-heh heh… (Diego Armando is many things. Predictable is not one of them.)*As if to prove his point, he pulls Mia down into a deep kiss* !  *raises an eyebrow* *still just watching* What on earth are you doing?! *As his aura rebuilds in the portions of moments in time following, the room is suddenly bombarded with heat as scalding coffee appears from nowhere and thunders down in a torrential downpour right over Lucius*  ! *starts getting soaked with coffee, quickly puts up a barrier over his head like an umbrella* *The coffee curls back into a barrier between them that slows down Lucius' counterattack, before unfurling into ribbons that cross over one another and move rapidly, making it very disorienting to look at.* If this be our last stand, Mia, let's make it our swan dance! *Springs up from the floor, pulling Mia to her feet as well* *As he holds her close, he sends her a mental picture: that of chains appearing over a person like they would for Psyche-Locks, only the person in question is Lucius and the chains are of pure Light. To Kristoph he sends a picture of thorned Dark vines curling tightly around their foe, with aimed attacks directly for his eyes and other weak points. Though the sword he's holding is transforming from the cane-sword to the Shichisteamy dungo, he is rapidly growing weaker as he transfers all the Light strength he can muster over to his wife* Wha... what...? *Before she can finish, the coffee barrier is vaporized. Lucius smirks, hand crackling with Tainted energy* Well, that was a very touching performance, but I'm afraid it's time to end the show. *Without Diego even looking over or moving his hand, the Shichisteamy dungo's branches splinter off and drive themselves at Lucius. At the same time, Dark vines dripping with poison wrap around Lucius all over, encasing him in a growing spiked cocoon* !  *starts slicing through the vines, but the thorns tear into his clothes and skin* Ngh! *suddenly realizes what's going on* (If he can predict our attacks... we're going to have to be more unpredictable!)*Mia, with a bit of effort, sends forth chains of Light in the familiar pattern—locks of the Kurain. The chains create an extremely powerful energy trap, complete with no less than six Locks that appear like clouded jewels, burning with a swirling light brown fire.* Nrgh! *tries and fails to escape* *starts tightening the chains around Lucius* Now then. You have three seconds before—  *abruptly shifts form, into a very convincing Maya* "N-no, please, Sis, don't hurt me!" ...! *caught off guard by this, losing concentration on the chains* (It... it looks and sounds just like her...) Stop! *Looks and sounds exhausted* How… how dare you imitate her?!  ... *as the chains retract, hand starts to crackle with a Tainted magic blast* *BANG!*  Aah! *recoils in pain, dismissing the spell and clutching at shoulder* *Despite being blind, abruptly turns to face the source of the sound, looking shocked*  *having apparently broken off his wrist cuffs, has his pistol trained on Maya!Lucius* It's an illusion, you fools. von Karma?! (How did he...?!) Well, well, what do we have here? Manfred von Karma helping the Angels? *ignores* You were the one who told me about the murder, weren't you? You used me. Well, I couldn't very well have told you about my plans. If they knew that you were lying, they would have seen right through you. The only way it could work was with you in complete ignorance... *click* I am not a pawn. What's the matter? Has existence outside the Void been too hard on you? Too many memories, perhaps? They may hesitate to destroy you, but I will not. *smirks knowingly, shifting forms again* "You would really do such a terrible thing?! You're even more of a monster than I thought!" *scowl deepens at this, but does seem to hesitate* ...  *again, takes advantage of the distraction, charging Tainted magic* Goodbye. *Before von Karma can respond, Lucius fires the Tainted blast right at his left arm, reverberating with a loud CH-JKKKKKKKKKKKT!* UUUUAAARRRGHHH! *the pistol clammers to the floor as he doubles back in pain* *This seems to have a chain reaction due to von Karma mentally broadcasting his agony, which cubes the effect as both Diego and Kristoph succumb to similar pain and drop to the ground. Their combined suffering causes such an excruciatingly searing headache that Mia does likewise.* *clutches at head desperately* (S-stop... make it stop!) *shifts back to his normal form with a pleased smirk* That should keep you out of commission for a while. Nnrgh... uughh... *drops to the ground, seemingly slipping in and out of consciousness* *Gasps in pain, sounding like he's choking* {You… [monster]…} *There's a screeching noise like nails on a chalkboard as Dark energy siphons appear and launch at Lucius.* *knocks them aside easily and shifts form again*  "No... I always knew you'd turn on me again, Kristoph!" *Even with his vision as bad as it is, can see color well enough to know who Lucius has turned into* ! You… you…! (Even… an illusion… I know it and I… I can't! I can't do it, and he knows it!) *The siphons unravel and decay into mist as his will to maintain them is broken*  *smirks, dealing the same blow to Kristoph as he did to von Karma* AAAAAAAUUUUUUGH! *Knocked completely unconscious* *Was using the remainder of his fighting strength to ease Mia's headache, but is overtaken by pain again* AUGH! (I can't breathe! I… I can't breathe!) *thankfully spared this time, as the healing effect negates Diego's broadcast* No! *shifts back, smirking* Using up all his energy to protect his wife, as usual. How quaint. *glares, gripping Light bow as she stands again* ...It's nice to know that you apparently have no qualms about taking the forms of nineteen-year-old girls, by the way. *fires a Light arrow at him* *deflects it directly into Kristoph's Mightyena, ignoring the yelp of pain* Such things are trivial parts of a long-term objective. (You'll… never win…) *Musters up his will for one, last, desperate attack* *A dagger of Darkness appears behind Lucius, but it is easily broken before it can even touch him* Stabbing people in the back? How typical of you. Haven't you learned... *hand charges up with Tainted magic* ...that it will always come back to haunt you? *fires* !! *quickly pulls Diego out of the way* *Moments later, the blast boomerangs back, forming into the shape of a cane sword before lancing Diego in the back— in the exact spot which, by his own hands, took the life of his wife's mother* DIEGO!! *Diego doesn't respond, his aura as weak as the time where he was nearly destroyed. Indeed, his eyes have lost focus and what little energy he has is rising off of him like a low fire, clearly close to fading away* (Diego, no...!) *desperately tries to revive her husband, trying to ignore her own headache* *frantically looks around the room* (Where is Samuel? Am... am I the only one left?) Well then, if you're done, we may as well get on to business. *moves back toward the double doors of the spirit cage* It was a delight meeting you, but I'm afraid your time is at an end. (No...!) *Blinks, eyes briefly shifting into a hazy focus* (Mia…) *Despite his best efforts to hang on, is starting to lose consciousness again* Be not
afraid
{I am right here with you
to the end…} (Diego, please...!) Bid the world goodbye, my friends... for you will never see it again! *WHOOOOOSH* ...! *looks behind her* *Much to her surprise, the door that Kristoph was so desperately trying to get through earlier—the one that Lucius claimed to be impenetrable—appears to have been burned down... with a series of familiar faces on the other side*  Are you all alright? *immediately notices the state Kristoph is in, hurrying to his side* Kristoph! *Losing what little energy he has all over the place from the many, maaaaany wounds of reopened scars, but stirs from the brink of slow fading as Klavier draws near* ({You should… not have come here…}) {I'm sorry, Kristoph, but I had to.} *looks for some cloth to bandage his wounds with* *A bit hazily* ({Are you… really here? Or is this… another dream…}) *In pain, struggling to breathe* ({Can't… can't breathe…. Klavier, I'm so cold…. I don't… I don't want to die…}) Shh, shh... {Try to relax...} *looks up at their rescuers, stunned* What— how did you—? After I told Miles about what was going on... I'm sorry, Kristoph, but we couldn't sit idle. *moves toward Mia and the others* Miles contacted me immediately, then he and Mr. Gavin called the others. Then we followed your aura here. You shouldn't have come. He's going to— *CH-JKKKKKKKKT!* !!! *dismisses the Tainted energy, which apparently he used just to get everyone's attention* It is very impolite to barge in on private affairs, you know. Who are you?! I already explained that a few minutes ago; I'm sorry you were late to the show. All that matters is that now that you are all here, you have to die. *hands blazing with phoenix fire* Not if we can do anything about it! Oh, but it is already far too overcrowded in here. This calls for a little outside aid.  *eyes flash red as he thrusts his arm forward, creating a strong wind-like force that pushes several people back into the records room*  Whoa—! *knocked away from Kristoph* !! NEIN! *calls out* Duplicates? You know what to do. *Several Duplicates emerge from their hiding places within the records room*  You got it, boss. Uh oh... *hands spark with electricity, glancing at Kristoph for a moment* *steadies self after being almost knocked over* *to Klavier* I'll take care of them. You go help the others! ... *slowly nods, hurrying into the records room*  *has already drawn his sword* *growls, raising a darkness-charged whip* Whoever I have to fight, I will fight!  Have it your way, sister. *fires a crackling blast of Tainted magic in Franziska's direction*  ! *The shape of a Demonic hound flickers as the blast hits an invisible force and bounces back at the caster with twice the initial force*  AUGH! *knocked back*  *start battling the Duplicates as well*  *faces off against Apollo, hands crackling with Tainted magic* Oh no. Oh no oh no—  Nnrgh! *stumbles backward, clutching staff in pain*  Heh.  Polly! *rushes in to his aid, firing Light magic at the Duplicate*  Whoa! *hastily dodges*  *pants heavily as Trucy takes over the fight* The aura... it's that crazy aura again.  *preparing another Light orb* Like the one Clen Hall had? Yeah. I... I can't do this. It hurts too much. Well... just try to avoid fights, I guess! *fires lights at the Duplicate again*  (Easy for you to say...) *slinks back vaguely toward Mia and the others, trying to listen in on the conversation* ...Now then, where were we? We were about to rescue our friends. Ah yes. A noble effort, but I'm afraid it is in vain. *grins, preparing more Tainted magic* You have no idea what I am capable of.  *flames up dangerously, eyes glowing gold* You don't know what I'm capable of. Is that so? Because last I checked, neither do you. *ignores that comment, sending streams of fire hurtling toward Lucius* *quickly puts up a Tainted barrier to block it* *while the others are distracted fighting, starts healing Mia and the others as best as he can* So what happened? Is he...? *sighs with relief, feeling comforted by the healing Light* The criminal organization... the "Duplicates"... he's the leader. They've been killing people and trapping their spirits in a magical prison. Wh... what?!  *After being infused with a rather significant amount of energy, finally comes to and slowly starts shifting back to his preferred form* *Gasping for air, as he is still under the effects of the pain of death* *Clearly disoriented, as he responds in Portuguese* ({They're after you…. After… you… Edgeworth…. Leave this place…!}) (Huh?) *Meanwhile, writhes as if he has a massive stomach pain, shifting uncomfortably as he is brought back from the brink by Gregory's Light* *Groans and whimpers like a beaten dog* (When will this nightmare end?!) *turns to Mia* The spirits... where are they? *points to the double doors* They're in there. He said there were thousands of them... don't know how, but we have to get them out. There must be a way to get those doors open... *once he's finished healing as best he can, tries to move for the doors without being noticed* *slowly starts to come to, hazily notices Gregory pass him by* ... *doesn't notice, entirely focused on the doors*  *meanwhile, musters up all of his angry energy into a fireball, which he casts at Lucius* *deflects it right back at him* *disperses it into a wall of flame, which he then sends back at Lucius* *puts it out with a gust of wind-like energy*  Whoa! *knocked over* *having successfully gotten to the doors, tries to pull them open, with no luck* There must be a way to— Aah! *pulls back from the seal, which zaps him with a bit of feedback as he gets too close* *casts a Tainted sphere at Phoenix*  ! *instinctively tries to block it with his wings, which goes poorly* AUGH!  Grrr...! *sends dual streams of fire at Lucius* *blocks them with a Tainted barrier* You attack with such fury... but no skill. *slices through the air again, sending blades of Tainted magic toward Phoenix* AAUUUGH! *feathers start flying as he desperately tries to get out of the line of fire* Phoenix, no! *scowls, ignoring the feedback from the seal and placing a Lighted hand on it* *CH-JKKKKKKKKT!* AUGH! *reels back in pain, clutching at his chest and gasping for breath* *distracted momentarily from his battle with a Duplicate* Father! *notices this, smirks in amusement* Try as you might, Gregory Edgeworth, but you will never open those doors. Only I am able to break that seal. *pants a little as he stands again, ignoring the pain* ...I doubt that. *flares up* They say phoenix fire can burn through anything. *suddenly* Phoenix, wait! You might hurt the spirits inside! Very astute, Mrs. Fey. The enchantment that keeps those spirits in their demi-living state is very complex... are you certain you want to risk damaging it? *hesitates* ... That's what I thought. *scowls, recovering from the nasty shock from earlier* ...We will find a way. We won't let you keep those spirits trapped in there. Oh, I'm afraid not even Angel's Light will help you with this one. That seal will only respond to a very powerful amount of my modified aura magic, which only I am capable of executing. You may as well— "Oh yeah?!" ...? *looks over*  *facing off against Lucius, gripping staff firmly* I accept your challenge! *hears this, glancing over in shock* Polly?! *Manages to roll over onto his knees, gripping his arms tightly as he staggers to his feet, still looking very weakened* Nein! !!! *Tries to stagger to his feet, but collapses, and is only prevented from falling facefirst to the floor by Mia* {You'll never survive!} *gazes down at Apollo with amused condescension* Trying to mirror my aura, are you? How noble of you. However, I have been training my aura for a very long time, and the process it takes for one's aura to achieve such a state as ours can be extremely taxing, if not done correctly. Anything more than a gradual change will result a great deal of pain. Possibly even *eyes flash red* death. Augh!  Polly!!  *tenses up at the severe pain, but doesn't back down* Rngh... whatever... it... takes! Polly, no, you're hurting yourself! *rushes in to stop him, but is stopped by a Duplicate* ! You're not gonna try and be the hero, are you? *shoots a fireball at him, running past* I have to help Polly! N-no... I have to do this alone. But...! Whatever it takes...! Well, this should be entertaining. Do you really think you can handle the pressure, Mr. Justice? *hands crackle with Tainted energy, which he then fires at Apollo* Whoa! *forces self out of the way* *grins evilly, sending a stream of attacks Apollo's way* *continues dodging as best he can, trying to ignore the pain* *watches this, biting lip* (His aura isn't shifting fast enough... there's no way he can fight back like this, but if we interfere, it could disrupt the process...) (We can't just stand here! If we stay, they'll never survive!)*Irritated, pained German* {Justice, you fool of a student!}*There's a sudden flare of Moonlight as one of Lucius' attacks is deflected by a sudden intense barrier from Kristoph* Nngh... guh! *collapses to his knees, breathing heavily* Don't give up now, Apollo Justice. Our strength will defend you. *nods, carefully climbing back to his feet* *sends another Tainted blast at the barrier, shattering it* *fires at Apollo again with his other hand* *quickly raises up a Light barrier to protect him* I don't think so. Defending him now, are we? Oh, how touching. *fires a bolt of Tainted magic toward Gregory's heart* !!! *hastily moves out of the way, but his shoulder is still grazed* Ow! *hears this* !! Stay away from him, you monster! *runs for Lucius, but is blocked by a Tainted barrier* Whoa! What are you doing? Your fight is out here.  Grrr...! *swings sword at the Duplicate* *blocks with a sword made of Tainted magic* *stuns a Duplicate with electricity, running to the door* ...! *charging another attack against Apollo* *shoots electricity at Lucius from across the room* *absorbs the electricity, redirecting it back at Klavier* ! *stops the attack, channeling the electricity safely into the ground* My my, Klavier Gavin, you should be careful with that electricity of yours. Don't you think you might hurt someone? *sparks with rage* Yes. You. W-wait... get back here... Oh, such cold words. I suppose I should expect no less, from the man who sent his own brother to die. Shut up! *sends another lightning bolt at him* *FLARES up in fury at the same time, suddenly and rapidly draining all energy around him to channel into an attack at Lucius as well* {Take that back!} *smirks, absorbing the electricity again... but this time, redirects it toward Kristoph* *Is thrown all the way back into the double doors* AAAAAUGH—*WHAM!* KRISTOPH! NO!! Kristoph?! *Silence, though there's a faint sense for some of the thought of dark laughter* ({Voices… taunting me about the electric chair…}) *Falls down to the floor* (Nein… n-nein… {I can't breathe…!}) *Clutches at his heart, gasping* ({Kristoph, if you can hear me, STOP! You're broadcasting your suffocation!}) *Sinks to his knees as well, fighting off a sense of paralyzation* *Absorbs enough energy from the surrounding environment to shake off the damage, but as much of it is Tainted, is wracked with a burning pain* Nnngk…! Like I said, you wouldn't want to hurt anyone... again. !!! *grits teeth, sending Lucius a hard glare, gripping his staff warningly* You... monster...! Oh, are you still there? I thought you would have given up by now. Ngh... never! Suit yourself. *hands start crackling with Tainted energy, readying another attack* Polly, no! *breaks away from her fight and puts up the most powerful barrier she can muster to protect Apollo* *The barrier holds against Lucius' attack, but only barely, shattering immediately afterward* ... *glances at Trucy with a sinister gaze, charging another attack* !! Ah yes, poor little miss Trucy... always trying to interfere in matters she has no control over. *fires at her*  Eek! NO! *Seized with panic, briefly flares with a Light as intense as stars, his aura surrounding her* TRUCY!*CH-JONNNNGGGGG!* ...? *looks up* *A powerful barrier stands between her and Lucius, swirling with colors and crackling with energy. Lucius himself seems surprised, turning around to see who created it*  *eyes glowing red, staff crackling with Tainted magic* It's over. What?! Impossible! (He... actually did it?!) *has, along with the other Duplicates, stopped fighting to watch this in disbelief* Holy... *takes a step backward, firing a Tainted blast at Lucius*  *quickly intersects it with a blast of his own* This... this can't be! This is impossible!  *snarls, suddenly looking much more demonlike as his aura spikes dangerously* IMPOSSIBLE!*Lucius sends a barrage of attacks after Apollo, each of which he immediately intersects. He takes a step backward each time, gathering as much energy as he can. Eventually he reaches the doors of the spirit cage, at which point he fires a powerful Tainted blast at Lucius*  AARRGH! ...Impossible, huh? I guess there's one way to find out, isn't there? *pants heavily through gritted teeth* You... get away from there, you worthless little— *struck by a Light arrow* ARGH! *already has another arrow trained on him* Stay back, demon. And watch your language, or else. Grrr...! *starts preparing an attack against Mia* *is quickly interrupted, blinded by a blast of Light* *HISSSS!* *steps forward, glowing with Light* This has gone on long enough. *flames up* You have made a terrible mistake in messing with us. Make one move and you will regret it. No...! *reaches backward to put a hand on the cage's seal, attempting to channel energy into it* !!! *Crawls far, FAR away from the doors as he realizes what's about to happen next* NO! *moves to stop Apollo* I warned you! *shoots fire at Lucius*  !! *hastily raises a barrier to stop it, but it quickly breaks, unable to resist the phoenix fire for long* AUGH!*Chains noisily appear from nowhere and bind Lucius tightly. Once again Samuel becomes visible— but only as a faint and enormous demonic shadow. His aura is like the feeling one gets after sobbing themselves to exhaustion. His voice is heard with a low growl.* Did you think their suffering went unnoticed? That their anguished cries, pleas for help, and prayers in despair were unheard?! *SNARL!* I have a message for you: "Wrong." *growls, struggling vainly against the chains* You will never—*creeeeaaaaak* !!!*Apollo steps back from the doors, which swing open in a slow, dramatic fashion. Behind the doors appears to be a pitch black portal, which gives off a very haunting aura. Seeing this, Lucius struggles furiously against the chains, in a desperate attempt to reverse the process* You cannot break free from these chains. They are your deeds come to haunt you, and you have a long way to go in your atonement process before they will crumble away. NO! *struggles more* You will NOT undo my HUNDREDS OF YEARS of work! Sorry. I think I just did. *calls into the portal* Spirits! If you can hear me, come out—you're free! *Silence for a moment. And then, suddenly, a man steps through the portal—Gregory and Franziska immediately recognize him as Bourne Freeman* NO! *looks down at his hands, taking everything in for a moment* ...  *then, with a smile, calls back into the portal* Come on, everyone! *All at once, thousands of spirits start flooding out of the portal, hurrying out of the room and fading out as soon as they can. The onlookers, including the Duplicates in the library, can only scramble out of the way, watching this in dumbfounded awe* *tries to fight back, but is restrained* NO! STOP! NOOOOO!*After a few moments, the onslaught of spirits dies down, until no more are emerging from the portal*  *glances in curiously* ...Is that everyone? I think so. *snarls* YOU WILL REGRET WHAT YOU HAVE D— *aura spikes in warning* As for you... your reign of terror is over. *blasts Lucius with more phoenix fire* AAARRRGGH! It is time for you to pay for what you have done. For an untold number of murders, and the silencing of at least as many spirits... I think imprisonment for life is an appropriate punishment, wouldn't you? !!!*Diego and Kris look knocked off balance at the statement. Although they knew it was coming, it still hit far too close to home.* *Hollow aura* … … … *Swallows* (… … …) *Shakes his head, backing up slowly until he's at the wall on the other side of the room* …! Much change can come to a man's heart when he is faced with nothing but the consequences of his actions and time to think them over.*The chains make a clanking slither as they tighten and hoist Lucius into the air.* NO! NO! *continues struggling, to no avail* *Samuel's voice thunders, drowning out Lucius' screams.* Ah yes. The "wait" as one looks Death in the eyes, said to be the worst moments of a condemned man's life. The desperation and utter hopelessness known to the prisoner before he suffers. I am sorry, Lucius, but even with the shared horror you are invoking at the idea of such a sentence, that will not move me.
This shall be your fate. For suffering, to know suffering. For confinement, to know imprisonment. By your own hands was this prison made, and by your own hands shall you be locked within. Even if there were a way to open it from the inside—and you know there is not—you shall not break the reinforcement I shall place on the seal so easily. For it shall be forged using the sorrow of all the souls caused suffering—past, present, and the future lasting effects—by your actions.*Chains start diving into the portal, dragging Lucius along with them* !!!But be grateful. You're going to be a LOT safer in there than you would be if you remained out here, trust me…*The rest of the chains wrap around Lucius and toss him in, vanishing into the darkness*  NOOOOOOOOOOO...! *starts pushing the doors shut* Oof... a little help here? I'm on it. *moves to the other door, pushing it closed* *Samuel gives one last comment as the doors grind shut, his tone soothing and gentle.* Do not worry, child. It will not be eternal… but you will have many eons to yourself to contemplate your actions. This is your chance, Lucius Wayne, and it will likely be your last; may you move toward a change of heart before Judgement Day does arrive.
Farewell.*With a bit of effort, the doors are closed again, the seal clicking back into place and reactivating. Moments later, there is a shrill noise of metal rattling as ominous chains spring up and wrap themselves across the door, seeing to disappear into the wall as well.* ... *aura slowly starts shifting back* Uugghh... Polly!! *hurries over to his aid, catching him as he collapses* That... ugh... that wasn't pleasant... Are you okay, Polly?! Are you hurt?! I... I don't know... *aura lowers again, clearly very worn out, herself* If you heal him, don't... don't use Light, it might hurt him... *nods, and starts using healing water* It's okay, Polly... it's okay... *Meanwhile, the remaining Duplicates in the library continue to watch, completely dumbfounded* *slowly* ...Well... uh... *glares at them* If you know what's best for you, you'd leave! *The Duplicates, not about to argue this, immediately flee. With them gone, everyone starts to relax* Diego... we did it. We did it... *Just kisses Mia a couple times at that point before resting his forehead against hers in exhaustion, swaying a little as he hugs her gently* If your work is done, then I am free to leave my charge! KRISTOPH!*Sarah appears near Kristoph in a sudden torrential downpour of water, which splashes across the floor*  *Native tongue* {Oh, you foolish man! You should have stayed with the Feys and let me come along. Everyone knows you should have a Healer in your party when exploring abandoned tombs.} *Starts healing him proper*  *Laughs weakly, breath very labored* Heh… Danke… It's over... I need to go now... go rest... Shhh… (You should have rested long ago.) *Runs his hand over her hair gently, then kisses her brow* (You should have left when you had the chance… but it means everything to me that you didn't…)*They both glow with Light as he passes the last of his energy over to her, his form shifting to his weakest state as he sacrifices everything he has to spare.* (I'll be right there by your side…. Don't wait up for me. Don't resist the need to sleep…. Just… go….)*Mia closes her eyes slowly, her aura becoming more peaceful and distant as she fades from the mortal plane. As the light fades when her presence is completely gone, Diego falls to the floor.* ! Mr. Armando! *runs over to try and help him* *Wheeze* {Please forgive me, Mother…} *Struggles to push himself off the ground* Please… please see that your daughter is alright and as comfortable as possible, Madame Fey…. I don't… I don't know… if I have the strength… to return….*With that, Armando passes out entirely and collapses to the floor one last time. Despite his words, the strength of his love for Mia is greater than the toll even from a day as terrible as he has just endured. It isn't long before he, too, fades to join her.* *watches him depart, sighing with relief* They should be safe now... may you both rest in peace.  *already slumped against the wall, trying to bandage his cuts* Ngh... could I get a little help here, maybe? Hm? Oh, I can help. *walks over* *walks over to accompany his father* ...What about you? Are you alright? *already healing Phoenix* Yes, I'll be fine... were you hurt at all? Not significantly, thankfully. I'm just glad you're alright. *glances at Phoenix* All of you.  Ugh... yeah. Thankfully that's over with... *meanwhile, walks over to join Sarah by Kristoph's side* ... *Upon sensing Klavier come close, opens his eyes* … *Looks over at him with an unreadable expression* (…) {Kristoph, I... I'm so sorry. I know you didn't want me to come, but I didn't want you to be hurt. I... I didn't mean to—} *Abruptly interrupts Klavier with a tight hug* !  *Shaking in silent tears at having been spared unspeakable torment* Danke… Danke, Bruderlein… ...  *gives a relieved smile, hugging back* {Anything for you, Kristoph...} …Well then. You might as well go home. The Armandos and Master Manfred have left already. *blinks in surprise, distracted from healing momentarily* ...von Karma? What? He... he was here?! To be honest, I... barely noticed. I should think not. He was pretty badly injured quite a while before you arrived. *looks around, seeing if he can detect his presence at all* ...I guess he must have left while we were distracted.  I imagine after the draining case and grueling last stand, he didn't care to stay for the display of the wrath of Seraphim and Angels in the light of Justice.  I honestly don't care… let's just go home. Kristoph, after all that's happened... maybe you could come with us to the Dramatis Personae? Please? We'd love you to come... Admittedly, I'd... ngh... probably appreciate having a healer or two around... ...But only if you want to...  … *After a moment, they nod in unison. Though he is fully healed, Kris remains in his prisoner from; the emotional toll of the whole ordeal was very costly. This is brought home full force when he goes over and kneels by his Mightyena.* *Places his hand on his companion's head* … *There is no response. The Mightyena is stone cold.* … *Puts his other hand to his face, both hands trembling heavily from grief* … … … *looks over solemnly* ...You know, um... I might be able to help, if you want... … *Seems too tired to reflect on the enormity and possible repercussions of the offer* …Please. I… would be very grateful… Phoenix. ... *picks up one of the feathers he lost in the fight earlier, walking over*  *places the feather on Mightyena* *At first, there is no response. But then an unusual cry is heard, like that of a great bird of legend. Many hues of autumn appear in a sudden rush of fire as the shape of a Ho-oh appears, searing nearby equipment to ashes. Kristoph shields his eyes from the light and the fire, telepathically giving a submissive cry of fear. When it lifts, he reaches over to place his hand on the Mightyena again.* …? *The Mightyena twitches slightly, opening its eyes slightly and giving a whine, trying to lick Kristoph's hand. It seems exhausted.*  *Buzzing noise, apparently a comforting sound in her native language* Zzzzz. {It'll be alright. You'll see. Come now, let us take all of you home. I shall prepare a victory feast and you shall rest in bliss.} {I don't know if I can carry him…}  …  *Sighs* Klavier… please help your brother. *Wraps her arms around the Mightyena and picks him up, walking out* *nods, helping Kristoph up, then walks him out of the room* *helps Apollo in a similar fashion* Come on, let's go home... Yes, please... *watches them head off* ...I guess we'd better get going, too.  I suppose so, yes.  *follows the others out the door* Where did I leave my jacket and bracelet...?*A lingering pause that seems to focus on those present* Don't worry about me. I just need to transition to my true form for a while before I can manifest again; maintaining four people at once over such an extended period of time against such powerful attacks backed by Greed and Ambition—whom I was also simultaneously fighting in another level of existence in a way you could never possibly understand—was really more than my manifest form is meant to handle. It will be a while before I take form again, but do not doubt that I am with you all… always.*His presence seems to fade away.* ... Will you be alright on your own, Miles? I should probably get some rest, myself... ...Whatever is best for you, Father. *nods slowly* ...Stay safe. *glows with Light and fades out* ... *starts to leave* Come on, Franziska. *lingers behind for a moment, looking around the room thoughtfully* ... *notices this, pausing* ...Is everything alright? ...Yes. I'm fine. *turns sharply and follows Miles* Let's go. ... *hurries to catch up with the others* |
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{September 3rd, 10:00AM District Courthouse Courtroom No.4} *walks into the courtroom*  *Follows in after, dressed in her finest robes*  *Whispers to Phoenix* Thank you for letting me come as an honorary assistant, Phoenix. You can come back with us to the Shrine after this is all over, if you like…~ Haha, well... *looks up as Phoenix enters* Mr. Wright. I heard that Mia Fey and her husband will not be able to defend today. Oh, uh... that's right, Your Honor. There was an, um... incident. So I heard. Will they be alright? *Looks up at the Judge* My cousin and her husband are asleep, Your Honor. *Gravely* Under normal conditions, we might have never heard from them again. Everyone in the initial party, including my own father, was so grievously and thoroughly drained by the battle that it is likely that weeks of rest will be necessary for a full recovery. ...Yeah. They should be fine, but they're resting right now. *takes his place at the defense's bench* At any rate, they've asked me to defend in their place.  *Comes to stand by him* I am here as a Kurain representative, as Lady Mia cannot answer any questions today. Hm... I see. Very well, then. *glances at the empty prosecutor's bench* ...What about Mr. von Karma? I haven't heard from him at all. ...I, um... I don't know? (That's right... I guess he was injured, too...) …I doubt he will be coming, Your Honor. He has not reported for replacement cuffs… likely because, as I said, he was grievously injured during the aforementioned "incident". ...Well, we can't begin the trial without a prosecutor... maybe we should postpone the trial? "There is no need for that, Your Honor." ! *looks over at the sound of the voice* *standing in the doorway, holding a document in her hand* I have been asked to oversee the conclusion of this trial. Wait, what? You... have? *makes her way to the prosecutor's bench* Yes. *just watches silently, not sure what to say to this* (Does... does she mean that her father asked her to prosecute for him? ...But doesn't she hate her father?) *Seems cheered by Franziska's presence* It is good to see you again, Ms. von Karma. *Turns to the Judge* You needn't worry, Your Honor. She is very good at taking charge of cases on short notice. ...Very well, then. *once Franziska has taken her place, bangs his gavel* Court is now in session for the trial of Maya Fey. *snaps to attention* The defense is ready, Your Honor. The prosecution is ready, Your Honor. Now then. We adjourned last time in order to look into some... rather startling matters brought up by the defense. I am to understand that the situation has been taken care of? ...Yes, Your Honor. It has. Good. Then we may proceed with the trial as scheduled. What do you have to say for your client, Mr. Wright?  I can say without a shadow of a doubt, Your Honor, that Maya did not murder Maria Freeman. (And not even Manfred von Karma could argue against this one.) Hm... a very confident response. What do you have to say to that, Ms. von Karma?  ... ...Ms. von Karma? ... *holds up document* I was given this letter to read aloud to the court. (Wait, seriously? I didn't mean that as a challenge!) I had a feeling he wasn't just going to leave his work unfinished. This ought to be quite enlightening. *seems intrigued* ...Go on. *ahem* ... "Men and women of the court. Upon further investigation of the circumstances behind Mrs. Maria Freeman's murder, it is clear that there was much crucial evidence missed in the initial investigation." (Gee, really?) "In light of this new information, the prosecution would like to suggest that charges are no longer pursued against Maya Fey—" Wait, WHAT?! *Surprised mutterings from the gallery* (No way... is von Karma actually admitting that he was wrong?) *Wags tail* (Hmm, it appears his time with Sympathy has had some effect after all… even if he would never admit to it, himself. Marvelous.) *is surprised himself, almost forgets to bang gavel* Order! Order! ...Er, please continue, Ms. von Karma. *patiently waits for the court to settle down before doing so* "...And would move to instead pursue charges against the true culprit in this case: a spirit by the name of Lucius Wayne. I am certain the court will agree on this matter, so you may proceed with the trial as such." *places the document back down on the desk, looking up at the judge* ...Signed, Manfred von Karma. *More surprised mutterings from the gallery* (...Wow. That's, uh... wow.) *Looks delighted* (A reprieve! A reprieve at last! After all this sorrow, finally things are going right!) ...I, er... I see. *ahem* ...Who is Lucius Wayne? ...Oh! He's, uh... *shuffles through his notes* ...He was the leader of a criminal organization who called themselves the "Duplicates." ..."Was"? Yes, "was." He was a dangerous criminal who had to be dealt with immediately. Both Phoenix Wright and myself helped see to it that he would not harm anyone else with his deplorable deeds. Uh, yeah. (More me than you, Franziska, but I'd better not comment...) And you can prove that this man was responsible for Maria Freeman's murder?  *curtsies* Of course. A von Karma never comes to a trial ill-prepared. (...Wow. It's been a while since I've heard her say that.) At this time, a prosecution would like to call a very special witness to the stand... a first-hand witness, you might say. Wait, what? *As if on cue, a very familiar figure fades in behind the witness stand*  ... Maria Freeman?!  That's right, sir. ...Your Honor. But I thought— didn't Mr. Armando say that...? ...Yes, I'm sure he did. ...I can explain everything, Your Honor.  Normally I would ask for your name and occupation, but I suppose we can skip the formalities at this point. Mrs. Maria Freeman, would you please testify as to the circumstances surrounding your unfortunate demise? Yes... of course. -TESTIMONY-
What really happened Maya and I were wandering through the abandoned section of town. She thought we might be able to find out more about the people responsible for my husband's death... the criminal organization Mr. Wright mentioned earlier. At some point, we got separated. I didn't notice at first... but when I did, I was very worried. That part of town is dangerous, after all. So I went looking for her.  When I found her again, something was... wrong. She confronted me on some matters regarding my husband... I thought it really was her at first, but when she pulled out the knife, I knew she wasn't who she appeared to be. My husband has told me some things about the Duplicates. They are... were, dangerous people who disguise themselves, framing others for their cruel deeds. He said their Master was a spirit... a demon who died many years ago.  And when the Maya impostor stabbed me, her eyes were red and demonic... I realized at that moment who it really was. It was the Master himself, Lucius Wayne. He killed me in Maya's body, then imprisoned my spirit in a dark place I couldn't escape from on my own. I am so grateful to those who set us free... --- ... ... ... My goodness. As you can see from this very clear testimony, the victim has identified the man who killed her. This, combined with previous evidence, should leave no doubt in the court's mind. I, er... Mr. Wright? ...I came to this trial to defend Maya, and that's what I'm going to do. These are the scan reports gathered from the Duplicates' underground headquarters, which match the readings found by the magic specialist yesterday. The aura definitely belongs to Lucius Wayne... who, I'll add, openly admitted to the crime. So... it's unanimous, then? Yes. As you can see, there is no room for doubt. ...Very well, then. I suppose there's no use in prolonging this trial any further. This court finds the defendant, Maya Fey... NOT GUILTY ...That is all. Court is adjourned! ~*~*~ {September 3rd, 10:12AM District Courthouse Outside} *sighs with relief* Well, I'm glad that's finally over. I still can't believe there was a creepy old demon in my body! That's... ew! Uh, yeah, apparently.  I'm so sorry, Maya, I can't even imagine... I'm just glad I don't remember it. I mean... eek.  *Looks away, seeming a bit troubled* … Mmm. I assure you he was properly admonished before receiving his sentence. Master Armando was extremely displeased. *Tailwag, looking amused* I imagine you will have to put up with an extra degree of protectiveness from him for a while. It may take some convincing to get him to back down from intimidating any unfamiliar male within a six foot radius of your person. I shall relay the message to Lord Felix personally. *giggles weakly* Yeah... "Hey!" ...!  *runs up to them, with Klavier in tow* We're so happy for you, Maya! Congratulations! Hee hee, thanks. You guys were watching...?  Oh ja. Miles was there, too—he said he'd be along in a moment. ...He's talking with Fräulein von Karma, I think. (Yeah, that would make sense. That letter she read, wow...) Polly would've been here too, but he's pretty worn out after that big fight. I can imagine. It will be some time before he and the spirits recover. Master Gavin heals quickly yet remains fragile, but the Armando-Feys… *Shakes his head* They took the most damage. And all of them exhausted themselves far beyond the limit of safety and reason. Yeah. I felt how powerful that aura was... I still can't believe Apollo actually managed to mirror it. He must be so brave, standing up to that guy. I can't believe he'd do something like that for me... I'll have to thank him later... ...Are you alright, Fräulein? I'm still kind of in shock, I guess. It's so hard to believe this whole thing happened. I... I feel awful... "It's okay, Maya." ! *walk up, with someone in tow...*  ...Hi, Maya. Maria! I... I'm so sorry... I should have known it was dangerous... Don't be. It's not your fault. He wanted to kill me and Bourne, anyway...  I'm more sorry you had to get wrapped up in it. Y-yeah, but... we shouldn't have gone out there alone... No, you were right. Ms. von Karma told me what happened, and... I don't know that we would have gotten this far if it weren't for you. R... really...? Yeah. Lucius wasn't expecting you to be so bold, which meant he had to change his plans last-minute. Change his... plans? ... *glances at Edgeworth* ...Apparently he... *sigh* ...apparently he was initially planning on framing me for the murder. What? Really...? So I heard. He wanted to get my father's attention... *glances at Franziska* ...which is also why he arranged for von Karma to get involved. ... Wow... I had no idea... You and my father were the only ones who Mrs. Freeman had told about the organization, and I knew somewhat of it from my father's case notes. I believe ideally he would have wanted to take all of us out before we could tell anyone, leaving everyone else in the dark as to our whereabouts. But then you were accused instead, and that got Armando and your sister involved. And then his secret spread too fast for him to properly contain.  *BIG grin, tailwagging very hard* Largely because Diego Armando is too much a wildcard to properly contain by any means. The others may maintain a degree of quiet professionalism, but he never would have let the matter go. I assure you, you merely acted as a catalyst for a series of events that approached the inevitable. It would have happened anyway. But it happened as it did, and that prevented enough contingencies being made to counter all the possible heroic measures. So... I did the right thing? Well, it all worked out for the best, didn't it? ... Th-thanks, guys... ... (She still looks pretty out of it, though...) Maya, what's wrong? I don't know. I'm really relieved and happy, but I just feel so... fuzzy.  "Fuzzy"? Yeah, like... like my head is full of static. It's really weird... How long have you felt like this? I don't know, I think... ...since I woke up and Maria was dead... ... You probably still have Duplicate magic in your aura. ! (Was that...?) *fades in next to Maria*  Bourne! *immediately gives him a hug* *chuckles and hugs back* Hi, honey.  Bourne Freeman?! Yes. It's so good to be free. I'm so glad! I was so worried... I really do have to thank you all. It's... it's good to finally see an end to this madness. (Bourne Freeman... I guess this guy's desertion kind of started this whole mess, didn't it?) Anyway, as I was saying... the Master's aura was very strong, so it'll probably linger for a while, unless you get it purged from your system somehow. How would I do that...? Channeling someone Light-aligned would probably do it. Other than that... there's probably some ritual you could do. *glances at Iris* I… I honestly have never encountered this sort of problem before. I am not entirely sure… *Looks to Lee* *Has a hand on his muzzle* …Well, you are currently living, so that does limit our options. The best way would be for you to channel your sister. Channel Sis...? She is an Angel specifically, and a very powerful one at that. She has a strong ability to quell any sort of taint, internal or external; that much should be obvious to you all. See now in what she has done for Armando, who was badly stained in pained sorrow, and how much of that she purged and cast aside. Working from within, as Lucius Wayne did, would be the most effective. That makes sense, but... Sis is still resting after the battle. I can't bother her right now... *frowns at this* Is there anything else we can do? A modified exorcism might also work, though that would be more labor-intensive and certainly more complicated than necessary. Though as your sister will be asleep for some time, it is probably worth a try. As long as it gets the aura out of me, I'd be willing to try... I know how you feel. I wish I could be of more help, but... *sigh* I'm sorry. *frowns and hugs Bourne* *hugs back* I wish you luck with it, though. *smiles faintly* Thanks.  Master Empathy… Yes? What did you mean when you said her being "alive" limited the options? Are you saying… this is also something that would apply to spirits? Oh, yes. Very much so, and it's important that we remember to address it at some point. Wait, what? Spirits who heal themselves often seal traces of what caused their injuries within them. In small amounts it is negligible, but for something this strong and this dangerous… well, those who were grievously wounded in the battle may have sealed it within them. That is quite harmful and definitely painful. ...! That's awful! Oh no... will Kristoph be okay? The Armandos? Lady Mia will be fine. Such taint does not withstand a Luster Purge from an Angel, especially in the Spirit World. I do not recall her absorbing any into open energy "wound" flows. *Seems relieved* Mr. Armando and Master Gavin, however… both will need treatment. They sustained very heavy injuries and do not purge Darkness or taint from their systems nearly so easily. Oh no... Master Armando quite literally had his will broken off, snapped in half, shattered. This was after sustaining heavy psychological and pseudophysical injuries to his mind and spirit. There is likely a good deal that got sealed inside him during the emergency field first-aid. Wait... are you serious? *notices his unease* I'm sure he didn't realize it, Miles.  No, Father would never do that intentionally, but... *frowns in thought* Will he be okay...? Oh, he's quite sturdy. He'll be alright, once it gets purged from his system. He will need to be alerted, though, or else he'll just mistake it for the effects of his own Curse. They cause similar reactions. ...And what about Kristoph? …Kristoph's case is far more serious. He, too, was badly injured on many levels, and was healed with some being sealed within him. But it's more than just that, I fear—he actively absorbed it. Multiple times. He does not rest in the Spirit World, and he does not heal easily or quickly.  He may, yet again, need to be hospitalized. ...! Oh no! I would look into his condition as soon as you return home.*A pause. Lee seems to pick up on the sorrowful atmosphere.* *Slowly starts to tailwag* Be not afraid, my friends. They are both very resilient men. They have faced great evil and suffering in their time and they are not subjected by sole injury. They shall recover, and I tell you this: dark days may be ahead, but there is blinding hope in their futures. ... *smiles a little, cheered by this*  *Sighs in contemplation* There is so much that has happened. I am too tired to think of what is to come. *Takes Maya's hands in her own* Come now, cousin. Dearest Master. Pearl and I will take care of you at the Shrine while you recover. *nods* Okay. We can finish your healing there and pray for your sister and her husband. *Looks to the others gratefully, but especially to Phoenix with adoring eyes* And for all those heroes who risked their lives so bravely in an hour of darkest need. *blushes* Ah, really? *smiles* Of course. I heard you were a big help, all of you. If it weren't for everything you've done for us, we would still be in that horrible void. We really can't thank you enough. And they're not the only ones. ...? *Two figures fade in beside Maria and Bourne* *recognizes one of them immediately* ...! *also* You're... are you Ray Venn?  Yeah. You the one who caught my killer? Er... I was involved in the trial, yes. As was Mr. Justice, but he's still resting after the battle. Oh, too bad. I wanted to thank him. And you, too. And, well, thanks to you guys for getting us out of that cage thing, and reuniting me with my dad. *gestures to the man behind him*  *waves* Hey. Your fa... *realizes* Officer Venn?  Yeah, I guess you could call me that. I'm Eli Venn, Ray's father. I-it's nice to meet you, sir!  *seems a bit intimidated of Eli* Mr. Venn, I...  ...? Who are you? My name is Bourne Freeman. I... I used to be in the organization that had you and your son killed. ...I'm afraid I had a hand in it.  ... Bourne... I was responsible for having you framed. You... you were wrongly executed because of me.  !  Wait, what? It... it was you?! Yes. I meant to tell you earlier. *looks away* I've changed now, and I wish I could take it all back, but... I can't. I understand if you don't want to forgive me, but for what it's worth, I... I'm so sorry.  Why didn't you tell me all this before?! Do you have any idea what—  *restrains him* Ray, please.  *Suddenly, sounding distraught* Oh, please, Master— please, Master Venn, please be at peace!  ...? *turn to look at Iris* *Iris rushes forward, kneeling and looking up at Ray with pleading eyes* I beg of you to please have mercy! Please… Uh... who are you and why do you care, exactly? Oh, Master Venn, I know how much it must hurt. My family's history is full of such sorrow and pain—and I have seen with my own eyes what can happen when healing does not take place. ... ... ... *looks sad at some memory or another* *Sighs, seeming distracted at everyone's reactions* The pain and the suffering—it is immense, Master. And has there not been suffering enough? ... ... *hugs tighter* *pipes in nervously* P-please, Ray, don't hate him... he sacrificed everything to break away. He doesn't deserve it... Y-yeah. None of this would've happened if it weren't for him. You have to let it go... *Bows her head* Please. All I ask is that you rest and recover. And in time, that you give him that chance. It means more than you know.  ... *sigh* Alright. I'm sorry. It's just... kind of overwhelming, I guess. *smiles faintly* Well, I for one am glad to finally know what happened. Good on you for coming clean, Mr. Freeman—if you're really willing to do that, you can't be all that bad, I figure.  ...Thanks. I'm just happy to be with my family again. *smiles at Ray* So thank you for making that possible. *relieved* Yeah. *turns to Maria* I'm grateful for that, too.  *smiles reassuringly* We're all so grateful. We really can't thank you all enough. *Tailwag* Ah, the gratitude of the ages. The joy of those who were captive, and now free. Truly words do not express the depths. All of this shall continue to unfold with time, but for now… for now, it may be best for you all to rest. *nods, turning to Ray with a smile* Come on. Your mother's probably waiting for us.  *smiles back, pleased at the thought*  *then turns to the crowd again* Well, see you for now. Tell Justice I say thanks.  I will. *waves* It was nice meeting you! Yeah, you too. Let's go. *With that, the two Venns fade into Light* *watches thoughtfully* ... *also* (You know, I guess there's a lot of spirits who will finally get to rest now... that's really incredible.) (Yes. It is a blessing that shall not be forgotten.) (Yeah...)"Um... Mr. Wright?" ...? *turns around*  Um, sorry, this isn't a bad time, is it? Chenier? What— Oh!  *waves* Hello. Scrappy! They found your memory core? Yes. I heard they found it while searching the so-called Duplicate Headquarters.  I still can't believe they went through all that trouble just for that strange device. *glances at Klavier* It was the portal device Clen Hall used, wasn't it? Ja, I believe so. It was a replica of a one-of-a-kind device. One that the police had been searching for, even. If you had had enough time to analyze it properly, we may have determined that it was a fake... which they wouldn't want.  *nods* If you had kept it long enough, you would have noticed its Tainted aura revert to its natural state. We were supposed to destroy replicas like that so that wouldn't happen... I don't know why Clen didn't. *turns to Scrappy* I'm sorry you had to get wrapped up in this, though.  All I knew was that the device seemed dangerous. I had no idea it would lead to this.  *sighs, shaking head* It's good to know what happened, though.  I'm just glad they kept your memory core intact, and that we were able to find it. *takes Scrappy by the arm with a smile* I missed you, Scrap. *smiles back* It's good to see you, too, Chen.  Anyway, I wanted to thank you, Mr. Wright, for helping us find the truth. And you too, Mr. Gavin.  You're quite welcome. All part of a day's work, ja, Herr Wright? Haha, I guess so. *Leans her head against Nick's shoulder* (My hero~) <3 Speaking of work, we should get back to the scrapyard. They haven't filled my position while I was gone, have they? *Looks amused* Not yet, no. But I'm sure your coworkers will be glad for your return. Tee-hee! Yeah, don't worry, Scrap! I'm sure they've always got room for you~  Haha. *turns to Phoenix and the others* Well, thanks again. Feel free to stop by the scrapyard if you ever need anything. We'll be sure to. See you around. *waves* Bye! Nice meeting you! *The two robots head off* *smiles* I'm so glad this is all finally over. I guess... *pauses, glancing upward thoughtfully* I guess we should get going, too... Do you think you can handle it? I hope so. It's worth a try, right...? Oh, yes, Mr. Freeman. *Presses her hands together* It may be uncomfortable at first because you're not used to it, but persist and you will find gladness in blissful rest. *smiles reassuringly* You can do it. I believe in you. *nods, and starts concentrating* ... *After a bit of effort, both Bourne and Maria fade into Light* Ah, together in paradise. May they both find healing in sleep. Well, anyway, we'd better get back to the Office. *glances at Edgeworth and Franziska* We've got a lot of paperwork to do.  Oh, yes, definitely. ... *to Trucy* I'll be home later. Make sure Herr Forehead gets his beauty sleep, ja? Hee hee. Don't worry, I will. I suppose we'll be seeing you later, then.  Yeah. See you later, Edgeworth. Mr. Gavin, Ms. von Karma. *head off*  *waves* Bye! I'd better get back to the DP. I bet Polly and Mr. Gavin will want to know about the trial! Yeah, we should get going, too. *turns to Iris and Maya* The Shrine, right? Oh, yes. *Seems a happy sort of relieved* It will be safe and peaceful. We can rest and recover… there is much to be thankful for. *Leads the way* *follow* ~*~*~ The nightmare, so long in the making, was finally broken. They went forward to a well-earned rest.
This chapter was over. Time would eventually allow the sting to fade. To fade into memory. The story not over—but for now?
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Post by PFA on Jun 15, 2014 22:03:14 GMT -5
Case 4 Epilogues -- Apollo{Later that day PFA's Dramatis Personae Apollo's Bedroom} Ugh... my head. Still can't believe I did that... I must've been crazy.
...I still can't believe it actually worked...*There is a knock at the door*  ...? Hello? "Hey, Polly! Can we come in?" Yeah, sure. *walks in* *Walks in shortly afterward, with a steaming bowl of soup in her hands* How are you feeling?  ...Better. Still tired, though. Well, at least you're doing better! We brought you some soup, by the way. Thanks. You can put it on the nightstand for now.  *Does so* So Daddy wrapped up the trial today! It was unanimous, so they let Maya off.  Oh, that's good. I'm glad.  *Walks over, brushing Polly's bangs aside, her fingers cool and soothing to the touch* If you're tired, you should rest. Though you will have to eat something. That is how the living regain energy. And you used a great deal of that already. Mm, yeah. Still can't believe I pulled that off... You were amazing, Polly! *Smiles* Your heroics will always be remembered. Thanks. It's just... ugh, it wasn't pleasant at all. What was it like, by the way? Mirroring that aura? ...It's hard to describe. It was like... I don't know, like my aura itself was in pain. I wasn't sure if I was going to make it. *Thoughtful about this* *Places a hand on Polly's head, doing her best to relieve the headache and other pain* There are times where we know what we must do, and we accept what may come, as fearful as it may be. That is the way of the soldier, Apollo. You were very brave to commit to is as a civilian. Many were saved…. *seems relieved by the healing touch* Thanks. Oh, that reminds me! We met Ray Venn and his dad today, and the Freemans, too. They said to say thanks! Oh, really? That's nice. *seems lost in thought* *Pulls her hand up for a moment* Sorry… do you wish to have some more rest? Hm? Oh, no, you don't have to leave. I've been resting all day; it's kind of nice talking to people, actually. *Faint smile, putting her hand back and continuing the healing* I'm glad you're feeling talkative, at least. *Smile fades* Kristoph has been asleep since we got home. I'm afraid it may be a while before he wakes up. Otherwise he would have cooked for all of you. Poor Kristoph... he was really hurt during that battle, wasn't he?  *Frowns* He was wounded and injured very badly by more than one source. Three different kinds, to be more precise. And… he does not take confinement well. Not since the last years of his life, and especially after he was captured. The idea was beyond terrifying to him. I saw him drain energy just to stay "alive" more than once during the fight, and that was in addition to Sympathy's bolstering support. Wow... He was… afraid of being left alone, trapped alone once more, like he had once been. Of not being able to help, to save others. And so… his gratitude, as of all the prisoners, is beyond compare.  *seems pleased* I'm still just glad it worked at all. He was afraid for you, you know. They all were. Yeah, I was really scared. You were in so much pain... Ha. Trust me, I know. My aura did not like that Tainted magic. I've never felt pain like that before...  *Softly* It hurts to try to be someone or something you are not, Apollo. Hm? It was against your nature to carry such cruelty. That is why it hurt. Tainted Darkness—or any other kind, for that matter, though usually Darkness is more common—would have a similar effect. Though I doubt there are many whose cruelty and power rival that dreadful man's. ...I thought it was because Tainted magic itself is unnatural, but I guess that could be part of it, too. At any rate, we're all really glad you're okay. Yeah. (...It's weird, though... it only actively hurt while it was shifting...) I wish I had been able to come with you. Though it would have been hard for me to hold back if I had been in place. I am relieved you all made it back alright. And Phoenix… I think Kristoph's opinion on that one, at least, is changed now. We are so grateful he revived the dog. *smiles, pleased at that* Mm... yeah, it's a good thing everything worked out... *seems to be dozing off a bit* You should probably report to the Shrine once you are well enough to be out. You will need cleansing of the Tainted aura and lasting side effects of attacks. Yeah, that's probably a good idea... You're looking pretty tired there, Polly. Yeah, I guess I am still pretty worn out... You exhausted yourself. I am not surprised. Though you also seem very tired in heart and spirit. Is something on your mind? Hm? Oh, I don't know. I guess I'm still trying to wrap my head around how I managed to mirror that aura. It feels like it shouldn't have been possible... You were very determined, and very driven. You had trained hard and fought well—he may have been a powerful man, but he was still just that—a mortal person. There is great potential in you, Apollo. In many ways. Kristoph saw it when he chose you as his student, and we see it in your work and in your bravery from day to day. ... *smiles at that* Thanks. *Seems thoughtful as she studies the resting hero, her eyes bright as desert jewels in crystal clear water* *still pretty worn out, seems to be falling asleep* *giggles quietly* Maybe we should let him sleep. (…Kristoph is right.) *Stands, the expression on her face becoming somewhat more serious as she quietly drifts backward toward the door, still in thought* (He has finished his journey as a boy and is coming into his own as a man. He has grown powerful, and gained much respect, experience, and even some wisdom….) *Shakes her head and sighs, opening the door and leaving, keeping her thoughts—hinting trouble—to herself.* Rest well, Polly~ *follows her out* ~*~*~ Case 4 Epilogues -- Maya{The Shrine}  *Leads the group into an open area with large windows high up* It is good to have you back, Mystic Fey. Thanks. Do you think this will work?  Yes. *Starts lighting some incense candles* Sister Iris is currently speaking with Matron Fey to explain the process. *smiles slightly* I hope so. (Yeah, me too...) Fear not. I was trained for this precise kind of healing. It is also natural to Venus. *Pours water into a fountain to start it running* It should not take long. You have been around much Light as of late. *The room is starting to become soaked with the relaxing incense and the sound of water quietly running over smooth rocks.* *sits in her assigned spot and starts to relax* ... * Music seems to start as Himi picks up her staff and begins stepping in a dodecagon around Maya, tracing symbols with her free hand along the way. Every so often the symbols become visible in the flash of yellow-to-red you see after you've stared into the sun and closed your eyes.* *watches with interest* *Himi starts moving in a more fluid motion, turning slightly, until it becomes more like a dance. Flashes can be seen like vapors around Maya, ribbons of that sun-flash visionary flame. They become more and more visible until they move jerkily in time to the music, forming wings like fire around her. Chimes join in, dark thorn-like energy starting to become visible to the music as the brightness intensifies. Faint outlines of eastern dragons become visible in the flames, as if awakened by the music in light of the dark energy. They slowly move, flashing visible every so often as they join Himi, forming the same jerky step-by-step motions from earlier, in the opposite direction. They start criss-crossing after the dance becomes more fluid a few rounds later, leaving trails of Light and Venus in their wake, forming an elaborate pattern that becomes the sun. The music becomes very loud and the design of the sun fills completely with Light, becoming a column of energy.* *CH-JHKKKKKKKKKKKKKT!* Nngh! *winces noticably* ! *There is a roar that sounds remarkably like a dragon as the Light intensifies before the feedback ends. Then it starts subsiding, the music changing to something calmer. Eventually both the light and the music fade.* *Starts snuffing out the incense candles* ... *blinks* How are you feeling? ...Better! Definitely better. *sigh of relief* That's good.  *Bows*  I am glad to hear it, Mystic Fey. You will find great rest here. *slowly stands* My head feels a lot clearer already. You will still need some rest. Yeah, you're probably right... I wonder how long Sis will be asleep? That I cannot say with certainty. *Brings her hands to default gesture* She is at peace right now. That's good! I'm glad. She deserves it. Yeah, definitely. You all deserve some peace, I should think. It has been exhausting for the lot of you. Yeah… Please. Rest. *Gesture of welcome*  You may stay here until all is ready for a safe and peaceful return. *nods* Okay. *turns to Phoenix* It can be like a sleepover! A sleepover at the Shrine?  Why not?  (Well, at least she's back to her cheerful old self.) Heehee. We can hold tea parties and braid each other's hair~ Yeah! It'll be fun~ Come on, I'll show you your room. *follows* ~ *chuckles and does likewise*
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Post by PFA on Jul 24, 2014 2:09:37 GMT -5
Case 4 Epilogues -- Bourne{Duplicate Headquarters} "Bourne! Booouuuuuurrrrrrne!" ...? What is it? "I can't reach it!" *amused smile* You need help? "Unless you'd like me to climb the shelves, yeah. I don't think that would work out so good." Heh. Alright, I'm coming. *heads over* *He finds Ky reeeeaching for a fat file on one of the higher shelves. There's a cart nearby stacked with files.* *Poking at the spine* This one right here. This one? *walks over and takes it off the shelf, handing it to her*  Gosh these things are heavy Yeah, thanks. *Places it on the cart with a WHUMP* *She opens the file*  … … … "Los Angeles Fashion: 1970-1980." What.  You'd be surprised how in-depth we were. Well, after the file on the density of pingpong balls, I'm ready to believe anything is possibly archived here.  Oh well. Maybe it'll be a big hit at some designer festival. *Starts pushing the cart along* *laughs slightly* *then trails off and stares up at the shelves thoughtfully* ... *Some of the shelves seem badly damaged. There are files knocked over, things out of place… some have been cleared entirely, others are only partway through. This section, under Ky's purview, seems to be under a haphazard dismantling process, wherein files are grabbed at random. The shelves have built up an impressive amount of sticky notes to denote where something of particular importance was found. There are abbreviations and serial numbers recognizable as dates, case notes, and persons of interest. Above all else, there is a recurring symbol: a large and distinct R to designate cases that need to undergo "Review".* *sigh* (All this work to undo the damage I've done...)It's a start, Bourne. It's a start. ...? *turns toward the sound of the voice* *Standing right behind him* You know, they really are happy to have your help. Even if Lady Nighthawk has an… odd way of showing it. *smiles slightly* Thanks. And I'm glad to help. I have to admit it's all a little surreal, though. Oh? You mean your previous endeavors after leaving didn't involve being a gofer? *laughs* I never said that. No, but don't think I haven't noticed how restless and tense you've been. *Spreads his arms* Though to be fair, it is wise to be vigilant against those you have been up against. Just try to remember you're not on your own anymore. ...Yeah. I'm glad. *Small canine sigh* Things will turn out for the best. You'll see in time.*Before Bourne can answer, Lee's ears stiffen into sharp "7"s, and he puts a few fingers to an earpiece.* We're wanted up front. Someone wants in again. *nods* Let's go. *They make their way through a winding maze of police tape. …Partially in a literal sense, though there are some bands that have barriers making phasing through them a poor choice. They eventually arrive at the checkpoint station, where one of the Rose sisters is looking through the barrier at someone on the other side.* *raises eyebrow* ...Hello? Rosanne: This man has officer identification, but it's not one I recognize. See if you can discern if he's legitimate. *Raises an eyebrow and lowers the distortion part of the barrier so they can see and hear clearly* ! Hey. So is this where all those files are being kept?  Uh... *swallows hard* Yeah. Yeah, I was looking for some information on... ...oh, it's you. ...Hi. *smiles* Hey, don't look so nervous. The past is the past, right? Y-yeah, I guess.  (Well now. This is going to be interesting.)  *Turns to Rosanne* …Yes, we know who this is. He's legitimate.Rosanne: *Goes over to write up this at her desk* You're authorized on the premises now, sir, though we can't really speak for the state of the files. *Flicks an ear at Bourne in gesture* If you want to know where something was supposed to have been, that's your guy right there. But we're in the process of analyzing the whole place at the moment. *small, nervous laugh* *A doorway-sized opening appears in the barrier after Rosanne presses a button on her desk* *walks inside, looking around curiously* *Rosanne pushes the button again after Eli enters, closing the opening behind him. Her makeshift desk looks like her normal one, just stacked with papers over a foot thick, all with serial identification tags for files that have been reviewed. She seems to be adding them in by hand to some sort of database. A nearby monitor displays a curious face after a moment, before returning to displaying a livestream of the connections between files as they are entered, forming a complex-looking web. There are sticky notes everywhere, and a couple of people are crowded around a whiteboard, mapping out something in hushed tones with multiple files open on a card table. Somewhere off in the distance, Ky can be heard singing some Homestar Runner songs.* Welcome to our lovely chaos. Quite the place. Ha, yeah. ...I called it home for years... *frowns* ...Looks like you guys are pretty busy. The precinct is. The entire building has to be debriefed, and then the files will be dealt with accordingly. Some will go to the libraries, some to the Office… some may be destroyed, though that process will involve a great deal of red tape. Sounds like a lot of work. Sure am glad I'm retired. You are. Everyone's working overtime for this one, and there's still not enough. There's been talk of bringing new people in, just to work on this massive project. There simply isn't enough manpower.*Lee leads them past the front area chaos, closer to the main part of the area.* Technically we're here to stand guard, but it's been mercifully quiet so far. We're just sort of… here, if they need us. Bourne has been realizing his great potential as a tall(er) person gofer. Heh. Is that so? Haha, yeah. So, Master Venn. What is it you were hoping to look for? Oh, yeah. I guess I was just hoping to find some files on... y'know, what really happened. ... … *Looks between Bourne and Eli**A pause* …Why don't you go help him with that, Mr. Freeman. I'll be with Ky or at the front desk. *Discretely backs off* R-right, yeah. Those files are, um... they're over this way... *leads the way* ... *follows* I'm sorry if this makes you uncomfortable. I didn't really expect you to be here.  Yeah, well, I know the place better than... anyone else. ... *Eventually, Bourne finds the files in question. With a deep sigh, he pulls them off the shelf and hands them to Eli* This looks like the report on your son's case, and, um... this one's yours. *frowns and takes the files, flipping through them absently* *watches in tense silence* (A full report on my wrongdoings presented to one of the victims...) *winces noticeably at one point, slamming the file closed* Ngh... sorry, bad memories. I... I'm sorry. I wish I could take it all back...  *sighs, rubbing his arm thoughtfully* Yeah, me too.  *also winces noticeably* (A sentence meant for me...) But you just gotta move on the best you can, you know? ...Yeah. Well... thanks for these. It's nice to know how it all happened. ...Sorry for making you uncomfortable. ... *slowly* I think... I think there might be a way to remove the Curse. What? I've only heard of it vaguely, but if it's possible, you should... *frowns* ...it's not fair that you have to suffer for something that I did... That... is that really possible? *Somewhat deeper tone* Yes. ? *looks over* *No one's around.* My apologies.
It will be some time before I can manifest in a physical form again. So... there's really a way to lift the Curse? More than one, actually. How? For you?*The presence seems to circle around somewhat, moving behind him.* You're innocent. That makes it far easier to accomplish.
The Curse of Justice is a society-level curse. That is why it is so strong. Society can also remove it. Your case will need to be officially reviewed in order for your name to be publicly cleared. At that point, the seal will be broken. *smiles at that thought* I'd be free... Oh yes. And as such, with time, you can even reach the point where your Day is barely noticeable. It may be hard to believe now, but it does happen as the years and decades become like leaves of the harvest fall. That would be amazing. How long would that take? …. Hmm.
With the evidence of the full true report at hand, and especially with witness testimony, I highly doubt the process of removing the Curse would take more than a few days once started.
Reaching the point where your Day is barely noticeable? Oh, generally it takes spirits between five and twenty years, depending on their personality and the circumstances. Wow... so, uh, I guess the next question is, how long would it take to start that? It looks like you guys are pretty busy... *The presence seems to glance around.* There are quite literally thousands of cases to review, Master Eli. They won't finish processing for at least another two or three months of nonstop overtime. After that, it will take a few weeks to organize the cases needing review, and then another few weeks to get them all assigned. Then they need to be presented and officially reviewed, which will take several hours in court per case.
I can't imagine the process will officially be able to start until late November at best. Mid-December as a possible estimate. I see... Cases like yours will almost certainly be the first to be reviewed, but it will take time before they can start. There is just so much information to be handled, more than the department is set up for. I am sorry. You must wait a few months longer. Well... it's okay. I've waited this long; I can wait a little longer. *Turns his attention to Bourne, with the sense of thoughtful eyes searching him* ... You're going to be called to speak on the matter. Oh. That's... I-I can do that... *Sympathetic aura, which comes across as extremely deep* It will not be easy, my child. But if you accept what you are called to do, there will be many to support you.
*Seems to shift somewhat to being behind Eli again* You will need to be precise in your request, Master Venn. If you do not specify you just want your name cleared, then—depending on the Judge—the Curse may simply be shifted to another party. ... ...To be fair, if anyone deserves it, it's me. Hey now. You're a good guy; I wouldn't do that to you. ...Thanks. (I only hope the others will say the same...)I can name at least… oh, off the top of my head, two excellent attorneys, two high-ranking members of the precinct, a community pillar, and three other enthusiastic young ladies who would speak up for you, Master Freeman, if it appeared that were a real possibility.
And even if it could not be avoided, I'd wager they'd put in the application to reverse it. For that, too, is possible. ...It is? Oh goodness gracious. Yes, it is, and through several avenues. It is a bit more complicated, true. *Looks over to Eli* And while having the support of those who were hurt makes it far easier, the Curse is a society level curse, so it can be removed by a review panel if it's unanimous. There was a brief time over a year ago where it looked like someone might pursue that option, but… ultimately he decided not to try. That's a shame. This Curse is pretty unfair, I've gotta say. Well, Master Venn, unfortunately it's a common theme among the repentant. Even after they change, often they have such a low opinion of themselves that they cannot bear even the thought of seeking solace. And while some may argue it too extreme even for the crimes it was placed for, the sheer amount of guilt causes it to fall on deaf ears. It becomes harder and harder to reverse with time because it is a progressive type of Curse, and has an exponential rate of effect among the guilty. ... Luckily that is not the case for you. And since you are innocent, all it will require is an official show of where the false evidence was and what really happened, and you will be good to go. I imagine you'll have your pick of attorneys to choose from when the time comes.
…Well, mostly, anyway.
Master Edgeworth, while normally an excellent choice, will need rest himself by then. It would be brushing up against danger for him. And as for the Armandos, well….
It would be possible, and they know better than anyone else just how detrimental the Curse can be. Not just on an individual, but on a family. However, it would be quite personal for them. I'd use caution and be very gentle if you decided that's who you wanted to speak for you. Hm... I'll have to think about it. *Warm, encouraging smile* Have faith. Next spring will see you a free man. *smiles* I'd like that. As will your family. And several others.
*Circles around Eli and Bourne* If the two of you support one another in the ensuing trials and tribulations, much good will come of it. For you, for your families, and for countless others. I will certainly not be the only one attempting to have a say, but I am confident you will do what is right, and not listen to the shadows. I'm done listening to the shadows. It's time for a change. *smiles* That's the spirit. *Strong sense of a tailwag* Heh. Be happy, my friends. Bright days are ahead of you. And quite soon, too. I sure hope so. Well, thanks for showing me these files. You gonna want them back, or...? Oh, yeah... I guess they'll probably need to be filed, huh. I'd take them to Lady Nighthawk if I were you. She'll give it an identification number and a copy will be sent to the Office in the next batch of case deliveries. Likely at the top of the stack. *nods* Alright, I can do that. *Grins* And that will be the start of the process, more or less.
I will leave you to that.You have both done very well. *Strong sense that he approves**The presence fades.* *waves* ... *turns to Bourne* So where's Nighthawk at, anyway? Oh, she's this way... ~*~*~ Case 4 Epilogues -- Mia/Diego{Spirit World} ...Rest... such peaceful rest...
Wait... what happened? What time is it? Maya...
The trial! *awakens with a jolt, sitting up* (We still have to finish the trial! Maya is counting on...) (...on... wait. My headache is gone... what day is it?) *Nearby on the ground, still in his prison uniform, dreaming uneasily* *slowly starts to come to, noticing Diego beside her* ...Diego...? *Jolts awake abruptly* *Slurring a little bit, but almost shouting* ¡Lo siento! ¡Lo siento, pero por favor—! ¿Qué? *Blinks hazily, shifting back to his preferred form* Mia? Diego! Are you alright? Nnn… *Lightly touches his scar with his fingertips, then sits up, reaching behind him to press against his back* Just… just a bad dream is all. (My head is throbbing, I feel so sick…) Mia, what month is it? I don't know... October, maybe? *His form falters, slipping back to a more vulnerable state. He lays back down immediately.* I don't feel so good. What's wrong? *moves closer to see if he has any wounds to tend to* *Somewhat hazily* I don't know. It feels like it's late February. Only with fever? *Even though they've been sleeping for a while, he still looks rather faint and worn out. The scar across his face looks inflamed, almost to the point of infection.* (So dizzy…) *Points to his left forearm* My arm… it doesn't really want to move. *frowns* You're hurt... *tries to heal him* *For a very brief moment, it doesn't seem to have any effect, but then there is a quick and sudden feedback, accompanied by an aggressive burst of heat and a blinding flash.* *CH-JHHHHKKKKKKKKKKT!* Whoa! *The distorted crackle continues for a few moments, the Tainted magic being no match even to environmental exposure of the Light of the Spirit World. It feels like a heavily distorted variation of Diego's aura when he is suffering a great deal of guilt-ridden pain. In a spiritual sense, it feels much like velcro is being pried off of something with a lot of loose threads, causing a trailing effect as traces still cling to the rooted source. It quiets down, but doesn't dissipate entirely right away.* *Sits up, still crackling a bit* Uuuugghh… *There's a brief glow of chains beneath his skin, much like what was seen during the fight against Lucius. The symbol of the balance scales glows a dull deep red once before the last of the Taint finally is negated.* *Puts his head in his hands* What just happened? I feel so out of it. I... I don't know... that looked like Tainted magic. *Diego shifts back to his standard form again, though this time with greater clarity.* Really? That makes a vague kind of sense… *Blinks a few times* The last thing I really remember was telling you things would be alright. It all seems faded after that. We have been asleep for a while... and it was a rough battle. *Sighs, drawing his knees in* I guess it was the battle. I thought it was just… I don't know. *Seems confused* I thought it was late spring. That's what it felt like. I don't think so. I don't think we've been asleep that long. Heh… *Halfhearted smile* I'm glad to hear that. I think. *Puts a hand to his head again, steadying his balance so he doesn't fall over* Ugh. Still a bit dizzy… *Grits his teeth in a sudden flare of extreme pain* Ugh! Yeah, it's October alright. I can feel Kristoph's keening. ... *Focuses and manages to block it out* Geez, I wonder what happened. Is everyone alright? *Something seems to click, and he is fully returned to the present* *Takes Mia's hands, peering into her eyes in an inquisitive kind of concern* Are you alright? I'm... a little out-of-sorts, but otherwise fine. You mean from the fight? Or just the whole thing in general? Well, I don't think I've ever slept this long before, so I guess the fight... though the whole thing too, really. *Diego thinks on this for a while.* *Slowly* I think it will be a while before we really fully recover. It was a very traumatic experience for all of us. Even more so because it was set up that way on purpose. *nods thoughtfully* ... You slept that long because you needed it… and… well, you may need some more rest than usual for a while. It may be some time before it goes away. Yeah, I suppose so. *Seems thoughtful for a bit* *Looks up, frowning in thought, looking deep into Mia's eyes for a while* ...Is something wrong? *Sighs a little and looks off to the side, rubbing his left wrist out of habit* Well, the whole ordeal really got to me too, I think. I feel like when I think back on how I behaved, how I have behaved, it all seems so… extreme. Unnecessarily emotional. I could go on for a while, but that's just the thing: I feel like all this time I've been talking, when really what I should have done is been silent and listened. *He shakes his head, bewildered.* I feel conflicted and confused again. I think that's going to be part of the lasting effect for me. *Turns to look at Mia, tilting his head slightly* It's harder than I thought it would be to transition from focusing on taking care of myself to focusing on taking care of others. You, especially. I feel like I should be putting all of my effort into making sure you're okay, that what's on my mind doesn't matter. But it doesn't really work that way, does it? We need to work through this together, that's how it's supposed to be. *smiles slightly* Of course you matter, Diego. Like you said, we're in this together. *Grateful smile* *A pause* *Closes his eyes and sighs again, before glancing at his left arm* I guess I should really be straightforward, then, huh? I just can't get this off of my mind. Haha. That's alright, it's understandable. *Puts a hand over Mia's gently, looking into her eyes* You've kept me going all this time by treating me as the kind of man you knew I could be. You've been so supportive. Always being there for me, comforting me in times of trouble, no matter how frequent or how self-absorbed. At times I almost forget what happened in the past, what brought me here. *Frowns* How my overconfidence and self-importance nearly had me murdered, and then cost your mother her life. A loss which I still deeply regret and still feel obligated to pay for. *His shoulders sag.* It's… hard to think about. Difficult to confront. I always feel so conflicted, so confused. Doubt… I just always have that sense of doubt. Sometimes, if it persists over time, I wonder if I'm really the person you see. *Seems a little worn out* The whole case was like walking through a nightmare for me. I felt like I was reliving the past. Hey, hey... at least it's over now. *Closes his eyes and then hugs Mia gently, rubbing her back a little* Maybe. But… I can still hear the words he said to me. Echoes of the past make it a cruel cacophony. I just… I'll just need to beg your assurance for a while, until it stops getting to me. *hugs back* It's okay. It will be alright. *Relaxes significantly* *After a while, he pulls back a little. He seems completely at peace.* I'm lucky to have you. I don't know where I'd be without you. *Puts a hand to her face* Angel de mi Guardia. *smiles back at him softly* *Rubs his thumb against her face a little* We should let the others know we're okay. They must be worried. Oh, yeah, I'm sure they are... I wonder how Maya is doing? That's a good question. Pobre chica. *Scratches his scalp* I guess the trial is long over by now, but what she went through… even as resilient as she is, that will be hurting for a while. Poor Maya... We should probably tell your mother about what happened. It must have been like a crazy spiritual thunderstorm of auras and signatures for her. Besides, if something was up with Maya and they couldn't contact us, they would have told her about it, I'm sure of it. Oh, yes... that's a good idea. *Offers Mia his arm* Shall we? *smiles and takes his arm* Let's. *The two of them walk off….* {Spirit World Far Reaches} *…Until they finally near their destination, a familiar figure up ahead.* ...Mother? *turns to look at them* Mia? *nods, smiling* Yes, it's me. Oh, Mia, you've been asleep for so long... I've been so worried. Are you both alright? Admittedly, I've seen a lot better days. *Smiles at Mia a little* But we're both in as much of one piece as we're capable of, I believe. Oh, thank goodness... We're worried about Maya, though. I'm afraid our case got a bit… derailed. We don't know what happened after the fight. Or… battle, rather. Battle? *Extended exhale of sorts, as if bracing for talking about something unpleasant* We found out who was behind the whole thing, and we were able to prove it enough to lift pressure off of Maya in the short term. But what we really needed was one last proof, and it involved tracking someone. In this case, specifically to the source. Which we did, but… the person in question turned out to be a crime lord spirit mage of considerable—astonishing, in fact—power. Oh my... First, he toyed with us by taunting and gloating. He confirmed specifics of much that had happened. He had taken Maya's form and then possessed her. He... what? He was a horrible person. I can't believe the depths he would sink to to get what he wanted... It takes a special kind of twisted sadism to reach the point where you are so horrible you make both Angels and Demons enraged and appalled. *Shakes his head* He wasn't too keen on how I—all of us, but he mentioned me specifically by name—had taken the risk of tearing down the illusion and exposing his organization. That's when the real fight began. It turned out he was just as powerful as he claimed to be. We were thrashed. I'm so sorry. That must have been awful. It was. But... at least it's over now. Yeah. We got help at the last second. It wasn't easy, but together we did manage to ensure that it would never happen again. I imagine the organization has been completely torn asunder by now. *nods* No more spirits should be silenced by them ever again. So the threat is gone. That is a relief. A huge relief. And not just for us, I should think. *nods* A great many spirits have come at last to the Spirit World to rest in peace as they should. I did notice. I am certain they will forever be grateful for what you have done. Mia's probably the main reason why. The rest of us weren't sure if we should turn back or not. ...I knew I couldn't let that kind of cruelty continue. We had to do something. You are very brave, Mia. *smiles at this* ...Thank you. *Grins* You stood strong even when the rest of us couldn't, defiant in the face of evil and a light of hope in the last hour. Thank you, Diego... but I didn't do it alone, you know. *Teasing* Of course not. Justice opened the doors. Have to remember to tell him how impressive that was… Justice? Apollo Justice. He's a friend of ours. He was very brave; what he did wasn't easy, but it's really thanks to him that we could free the spirits at all. *smiles* I see. How very noble of him, then. A lot of people were there to help. I'm fairly certain Phoenix Wright took over the case afterward; we have an understanding regarding that should both of us ever be out of the picture at the same time. And we sure were out of it for a while… I am glad you are both alright after such an ordeal. Maya must be safe too, or else we would have woken up sooner. *thinks on this* ...I wonder how Maya is doing? She must be worried... … *Concentrates* (Maya? Can you hear us?)! Mr. Godot?! *smiles* It's us, Maya. Sis! You're alright! Sorry we couldn't make it. I'm so glad to hear your voices! You've been asleep for so long. (Sounds like she's back to regular old cheerful Maya. That's good.) (Very.) Sorry, kiddo. Got kind of put through the wringer. Mia was exhausted. And I could have been a sponge when it ended, I was so worn out. But it seems Wright did a decent job clearing things while we were dreaming. Hee hee, yeah. Everything's fine now! We've got company. Hm? *smiles* It's good to hear your voice, Maya. *startled* Mom?! That's right. I've heard about what happened—I'm glad that you're alright. Yeah, so am I! Things were pretty scary for a while, but now things are great again~ Heh. We'll be back soon. Hooray! And then we can have burgers! *chuckles* Yes, of course. *Grins* And it'll be Halloween before you know it, too. *Looks between the Feys* It'll be a fitting celebration to the end of that terrible monstrosity. We can have a grand old time. Ooh! Ooh! Maybe Maria and Bourne and Ray and some of the other spirits can come, too! *blinks* ...I guess they could, couldn't they? (I wonder if she'll be alright with that. She went through a lot as a result.) I guess we'll find out, won't we? Yeah! I hope they come. They really deserve it after everything. *smiles* We'll have to ask them about it. Yeah. Tell you what—once we finish up here and are all rested up, we can come down and start discussing Halloween plans. Sound good? Yeah! That'd be great! Haha. See you later, then. Yeah, talk atcha later, kid. Bye!*the presence fades* *After a moment, sighs with relief* Well, I'm glad she's doing better. *Turns to Mia* We should probably get going. There's probably paperwork we need to finish. *amused smile* Probably. Well, thank you for everything, mother. Thank you for the visit. I wish you both well. *Smiles and waves* Hope to see you soon. *They start walking off together* (There are so many things that seem to be just coming to light, and we had to leave the work unfinished. It feels like we've only just begun; I wonder what will happen now….) (Well, whatever happens, we can take it as it comes, together.)
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Post by PFA on Jul 25, 2014 1:25:01 GMT -5
Case 4 Epilogues -- von Karma{The Void} *A strange feeling permeates the nothingness. It seems to be a meager sense of warmth.* ...nngh... *stirs slightly* *This apparently catches attention.* "It actually worked…?"*The warmth comes closer, accompanied by steam and the smell of soup.* "Mr. von Karma… are you awake?" *slowly blinks awake* ...? *Dahlia's kneeling nearby, holding a mug of soup up.*  You are awake. I was wondering if that was going to happen. What... *groans as he tries to sit up* What happened?  I was wondering that myself. You came back all in a huff, furiously scribbled a letter, and then more or less collapsed to sleep.  That was mortals only know how long ago, I don't keep track of time except for important dates. *slowly tries to remember* There... there was a case... a battle.  Hmph. *Tosses her hair scornfully* I remember that. Rude visitors in short succession. *Sarcastically* Armando brought a friend with him, so I missed out on all the fun. *A pause.* … *Normal tone again* I heard everyone got completely thrashed. That's what Iris said, anyway. Mmph. That sounds accurate.  *Tilts her head* Was it really that man who came to visit at the start? *eyes narrow* Yes. He said so himself.  How strange. He seemed so harmless. …Other than the fact he showed up, anyway. *Silence.*  …Anyway, the case is long over. *Holds up the soup again* And from what I was told, that man won't be a problem any time in the next eternity. *takes the soup* Good. *Stands, crossing her arms and looking at him with a slight frown* …  You really hate him, don't you. *aura rises a little* He used me. No one uses me. *Plays with a lock of her hair* Is that why you let Maya go? ... … ...It was a perfect case. The guilty party was punished. That's all. … If you say so. I wasn't really there, so what do I know. *A pause* …Anyway. *Turns and starts to saunter off* The tan Vendetta suggested not to overdo it for a while. I think he really meant it, not just in a self-righteous way. Not that we can do much else anyway. It seems you weren't the only one out for the count. Mm. *no comment* *Dahlia briefly pauses and looks back* … *Then she turns and walks out of sight* *Distantly* "So yeah, whatever. Welcome back, I guess." ... *sips soup thoughtfully* *There's a small bunch of edelweiss tied together on a nearby table, accompanied with a tag displaying a single drawing of an iris flower. Other than that and a visitor's lingering familiar presence, everything is exactly as it was before.* *Little more than an unspoken thought, echoes of a whisper*
Remember, von Karma.
Someday we shall speak again. ...? *No response. The silent nothingness once again settles in.* ... *sighs and sets mug of soup aside, lying back down*
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Post by PFA on Jul 26, 2014 11:11:11 GMT -5
Case 4 Epilogues -- Lucius{? ? ?} ...Well then. When I built this prison, I never suspected this would happen.
Even were my own seal to lose its strength, Sympathy's seal most certainly will not. The grand power of Sympathy itself... not even I can overcome that.
Of all the audacity. All the suffering I have caused? All of THEIR sorrow?! Oh, how very little we know each other, Sympathy.
Demon. Monster. That is all I ever am. All I ever shall be.
...That is what she called me, just before they threw me in here. "Demon." Of course she would.
Does she have any idea how many times I've been called that?
No, she couldn't. They don't know. But I remember. I remember everything.
It seems I am all alone. They have all escaped. Perhaps they will meet the demons of my own past, who knows? I suppose it doesn't matter anymore.
They will know what has been done. Hundreds of years of effort... wasted.
...Ha. But mine were not the only tracks that were covered. Surely when they find out, they will be furious. I wish them luck with that.
Not that it matters. I'm certain it's all the same to them.
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...My power does not maintain itself. I will be unable to recharge it from within—after all, magical ability is restricted from the inside. Did Sympathy remember to reenforce that enchantment, as well?
Over time, my power will weaken. But so, in theory, will the seal.
Perhaps, in time, my enchantments will fade... the one that prevents the use of magic...
Even the one that prevents spirits from trying to escape by alternative means...
It may be my only chance.
...But I suppose only time will tell...
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*He kisses her hand before she can comment on that* (No worries, mi amor. As tempting as the idea is, I believe I would be of more use to you all outside of a cell than inside one. Again.)