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[roughsjustice]

[ Klavier is seated somewhere convenient in the mess hall. He has a cup of coffee next to him, and apple pie!! In front of him is a sign that says:

TALK TO ME IN THE NAME OF FORENSIC SKYENCE!!!
Go talk to him! ]

((Gonna stop tagging for now! Will tag both old and new when I get enough rest!))

Comments

[theskyenceguy]

...What kind of sign is that!

[roughsjustice]

Then everything you've said about me up to now is baseless conjecture. It will probably remain that way until I get an explanation.

[theskyenceguy]

Maybe I just don't like you.

[roughsjustice]

That's not a good enough reason.

[theskyenceguy]

You should be more like Mister Edgeworth.

[roughsjustice]

Someone who would rather care about his reputation than uphold justice?

[theskyenceguy]

Mister Edgeworth isn't like that!

[roughsjustice]

Fräulein Detective, I'm sure you're aware of what kind of reputation prosecutors really have, ja?

[theskyenceguy]

That's why they should all be like Mister Edgeworth.

[roughsjustice]

So. . . everyone should be a demon prosecutor?

I care not for how things used to be. My generation is different from Prosecutor Edgeworth's. I get the job done, and I get the right people convicted. I am a prosecutor, and I am good at being one.

[theskyenceguy]

He's not a demon prosecutor!

[roughsjustice]

His reputation would say otherwise.

[theskyenceguy]

Mister Wright helped him.

[roughsjustice]

Do I need the help of a defense attorney to clear my reputation? I don't think so.

[theskyenceguy]

Don't talk about them like that.

[roughsjustice]

Why? My brother was a defense attorney. I believe I can talk about them all I want.