I just want to say that whoever is in charge of memory crystals, it really isn't fair to take someone's clothes like that without warning. That dress was not good for winter weather
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He is not overly inclined to wear a suit, but he does favour blue, and his hair is generally spikey, yes. Whether he likes it or not.
[He might also have added "he also seems to have a habit of collecting young girls", as he remembered the information that Medium had provided, and Truth's friendship with Blood. But even Justice was aware that the humour might sound dubious to Rosalind, and he was not unkind enough to risk having Truth regarded as some kind of sexual pervert by the rest of the Watch, amusing as the idea might be for a passing moment.]
He is also... very kind.
[Justice glanced away from Rosalind as he said it, the expression of such opinions making him uncomfortable even despite that fact that she did not know Truth in the slightest - or at least not here. He sat back in his chair, and regarded her quietly as she listed the things that she recalled about the office in her memory. It was undoubtedly the same one that he had seen in his, and he had been sure that it belonged to him when he recalled it himself. It just... felt right and proper.]
I believe you are correct - that is the office I worked in before I was brought here. I have seen it in a memory myself, although I was alone there at the time.
[He glanced away again at the information regarding the dress, not wishing to even be suspected of imagining such an item on a teenage girl. Instead he returned his attention to her words, reviewing them in his mind before he considered his next question.]
You said there was a letter. Do you remember the contents? Precisely?
[There had been one in his own memory - a scrawled missive from Truth - Phoenix - that had been full of news and what felt like forced happiness. But he also remembered the note that was in two pieces and tucked at the back of his journal.]
He sound really nice. I guess he probably doesn't remember me, but I'm glad he's here, too.
[She wanted to meet him, but even though she didn't want to admit it, she felt a little shy about the idea. What did you say to someone who was important enough to be in your dream when you didn't even know why? But she could think about that later.]
I just wish I knew why we were there, in my memory. Apollo said we worked together in his, but it was an older me. And I don't think your office would be a crime scene anyway.
[She closed her eyes for a few moments at his question, trying to remember word-for-word what he had written. It had been unfinished, but its intent was clear.]
Your letter was--it was a letter of resignation. Whatever your job was, you'd decided to leave it. I don't think you wanted us to see it; you weren't even done writing it.
Regardless of whether Wright... - Truth remembers you or not, I'm certain he would wish to meet you, since you remember him.
[On the face of it, it seemed unlikely that Rosalind had been one of Wright's clients. Justice would have been hard-pressed to think of anyone less likely to commit a crime here - except possibly Youth - but then Wright adamantly believed that in his previous life he had championed the innocent. He hesitated before he answered her, picking up a pen and assuming a smile that did not quite meet his eyes.]
Wright and I... we were both lawyers. It's possible that we were discussing a case, although Wright believes that he and I knew each other on a personal level, so it may have been unrelated to work. As for your own presence...
[Justice hesitated there, tapping the pen lightly on the pile of papers in front of him.]
Without more evidence, it's impossible to speculate. Perhaps Wright might surprise us with a flash of insight.
[There was a brief smirk at that before his expression sobered as she described the letter. He skirted her gaze, his mind half-wandering to the suicide note that was still pressed into the back of his journal - to the remembrance of that last memory and the sense of everything crumbling aroud him.]
I see.
[He was at a loss for anything else to say, but could see that Rosalaind was waiting.]
[Maybe not today. This felt like so much so fast, even though it wasn't all that much. If she wrote it down, it probably wouldn't even fill a whole page. But it meant something to Rosalind, and she wanted to think about it, and maybe ask Lea and Kagerou what they thought.]
Lawyers...I see! You must have been a very good one to have such a nice office.
[She'd never given lawyers much thought, even though she'd known other people besides the Watch would have to handle things if they did catch any criminals who did really bad things. The law didn't have a lot to do with science. But she could easily imagine Justice in court, arguing his point decisively and convincing others of his case with a decisive summation. It was probably thrilling.]
Thank you for talking with me. I hope I can remember more soon.
[She knew a polite dismissal when she heard one, and anyway she knew he must be very busy, so she gave him a smile and a quick nod before standing to go.]
Sorry but Medium was here when they had this chat ;_;extantlawMarch 1 2010, 17:54:25 UTC
If he does not remember you, I suggest that you speak to Medium. She also has memories of myself and Wright.
[Justice blinked at the enthusiastic compliment, momentarily unsure how to respond other than with an amusement that he was certain she would not appreciate. Instead he allowed himself a brief but nevertheless genuine smile in an attempt to relieve the combination of awkwardness and humour that Rosalind's words provoked.]
I... would hope that was the case, certainly.
[Her abrupt nod and movememt to leave caught him by surprise and he hurriedly got to his own feet in response, with a polite nod of his own to acknowledge her words. His fingers tapped lightly on the desk as she turned to leave, a memory of a conversation he had with Spirit in the Park shortly before she vanished prompting him to say more.]
Rosalind... I regret that I have no pertinent memories of my own to share with you.
It's cool—makes perfect sense to mention her.blindedmewithMarch 1 2010, 20:07:29 UTC
She's the girl with the black hair and the topknot, right? I know her. She's really nice! And if I knew Mr. Truth before, maybe she and I were friends too.
[She liked the idea of that. Lea was great, and River had been the best little brother she could have asked for-even if he did focus a little too much on the health food thing-but sometimes Rosalind just wanted a girl friend her own age, like Kagerou.]
It's okay.
[Justice had a nice smile but he looked a little regretful when he spoke. She didn't like that-it was a good thing that she'd learned something about them today, and even if it wasn't a lot, she'd just have to examine the evidence they had in order to figure out more.]
We all forgot so much that it's not that likely we'd remember each other quickly, is it? I must be really lucky that I remembered you two at all. I'm sure we'll remember more. Thank you, Mr. Justice.
Yes, that sounds like Medium - and I would say that is entirely possible.
[Another brief smile at her burst of enthusiasm - really, now that he thought about it, there were similarities between the two girls that he had not noted before. Certainly Medium had a rather... unique way of viewing the world, but still, he had enough acquaintance with her to have noted that she was often perceptive and far from unintelligent.]
I hope you're right. However, if I happen to recall anything, I will let you know immediately.
[It was the same promise that he had made Spirit shortly before she disappeared. Despite how uncomfortable the woman made him feel, he had meant it at the time - whatever his past crimes or actions, he had no right to withhold the truth from others he might have known in the past. As she reached for the door-handle he picked up his pen, tapping it lightly on the desk, half in thought]
And Rosalind? Please call me Edgeworth. And give my regards to Stoneface.
[She would have to think about this. Even if she only remembered them a little, and even if they didn't remember her at all yet-or maybe even ever-there was still a whole world of possibility open to her now. Nothing but pure potential.]
I will. And I appreciate it.
[She smiled and raised a hand in farewell as she left his office. Even if he was sometimes grumpy, he was still a lot kinder than some people thought.]
[He might also have added "he also seems to have a habit of collecting young girls", as he remembered the information that Medium had provided, and Truth's friendship with Blood. But even Justice was aware that the humour might sound dubious to Rosalind, and he was not unkind enough to risk having Truth regarded as some kind of sexual pervert by the rest of the Watch, amusing as the idea might be for a passing moment.]
He is also... very kind.
[Justice glanced away from Rosalind as he said it, the expression of such opinions making him uncomfortable even despite that fact that she did not know Truth in the slightest - or at least not here. He sat back in his chair, and regarded her quietly as she listed the things that she recalled about the office in her memory. It was undoubtedly the same one that he had seen in his, and he had been sure that it belonged to him when he recalled it himself. It just... felt right and proper.]
I believe you are correct - that is the office I worked in before I was brought here. I have seen it in a memory myself, although I was alone there at the time.
[He glanced away again at the information regarding the dress, not wishing to even be suspected of imagining such an item on a teenage girl. Instead he returned his attention to her words, reviewing them in his mind before he considered his next question.]
You said there was a letter. Do you remember the contents? Precisely?
[There had been one in his own memory - a scrawled missive from Truth - Phoenix - that had been full of news and what felt like forced happiness. But he also remembered the note that was in two pieces and tucked at the back of his journal.]
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[She wanted to meet him, but even though she didn't want to admit it, she felt a little shy about the idea. What did you say to someone who was important enough to be in your dream when you didn't even know why? But she could think about that later.]
I just wish I knew why we were there, in my memory. Apollo said we worked together in his, but it was an older me. And I don't think your office would be a crime scene anyway.
[She closed her eyes for a few moments at his question, trying to remember word-for-word what he had written. It had been unfinished, but its intent was clear.]
Your letter was--it was a letter of resignation. Whatever your job was, you'd decided to leave it. I don't think you wanted us to see it; you weren't even done writing it.
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[On the face of it, it seemed unlikely that Rosalind had been one of Wright's clients. Justice would have been hard-pressed to think of anyone less likely to commit a crime here - except possibly Youth - but then Wright adamantly believed that in his previous life he had championed the innocent. He hesitated before he answered her, picking up a pen and assuming a smile that did not quite meet his eyes.]
Wright and I... we were both lawyers. It's possible that we were discussing a case, although Wright believes that he and I knew each other on a personal level, so it may have been unrelated to work. As for your own presence...
[Justice hesitated there, tapping the pen lightly on the pile of papers in front of him.]
Without more evidence, it's impossible to speculate. Perhaps Wright might surprise us with a flash of insight.
[There was a brief smirk at that before his expression sobered as she described the letter. He skirted her gaze, his mind half-wandering to the suicide note that was still pressed into the back of his journal - to the remembrance of that last memory and the sense of everything crumbling aroud him.]
I see.
[He was at a loss for anything else to say, but could see that Rosalaind was waiting.]
Thank you for coming to tell me.
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[Maybe not today. This felt like so much so fast, even though it wasn't all that much. If she wrote it down, it probably wouldn't even fill a whole page. But it meant something to Rosalind, and she wanted to think about it, and maybe ask Lea and Kagerou what they thought.]
Lawyers...I see! You must have been a very good one to have such a nice office.
[She'd never given lawyers much thought, even though she'd known other people besides the Watch would have to handle things if they did catch any criminals who did really bad things. The law didn't have a lot to do with science. But she could easily imagine Justice in court, arguing his point decisively and convincing others of his case with a decisive summation. It was probably thrilling.]
Thank you for talking with me. I hope I can remember more soon.
[She knew a polite dismissal when she heard one, and anyway she knew he must be very busy, so she gave him a smile and a quick nod before standing to go.]
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[Justice blinked at the enthusiastic compliment, momentarily unsure how to respond other than with an amusement that he was certain she would not appreciate. Instead he allowed himself a brief but nevertheless genuine smile in an attempt to relieve the combination of awkwardness and humour that Rosalind's words provoked.]
I... would hope that was the case, certainly.
[Her abrupt nod and movememt to leave caught him by surprise and he hurriedly got to his own feet in response, with a polite nod of his own to acknowledge her words. His fingers tapped lightly on the desk as she turned to leave, a memory of a conversation he had with Spirit in the Park shortly before she vanished prompting him to say more.]
Rosalind... I regret that I have no pertinent memories of my own to share with you.
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[She liked the idea of that. Lea was great, and River had been the best little brother she could have asked for-even if he did focus a little too much on the health food thing-but sometimes Rosalind just wanted a girl friend her own age, like Kagerou.]
It's okay.
[Justice had a nice smile but he looked a little regretful when he spoke. She didn't like that-it was a good thing that she'd learned something about them today, and even if it wasn't a lot, she'd just have to examine the evidence they had in order to figure out more.]
We all forgot so much that it's not that likely we'd remember each other quickly, is it? I must be really lucky that I remembered you two at all. I'm sure we'll remember more. Thank you, Mr. Justice.
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[Another brief smile at her burst of enthusiasm - really, now that he thought about it, there were similarities between the two girls that he had not noted before. Certainly Medium had a rather... unique way of viewing the world, but still, he had enough acquaintance with her to have noted that she was often perceptive and far from unintelligent.]
I hope you're right. However, if I happen to recall anything, I will let you know immediately.
[It was the same promise that he had made Spirit shortly before she disappeared. Despite how uncomfortable the woman made him feel, he had meant it at the time - whatever his past crimes or actions, he had no right to withhold the truth from others he might have known in the past. As she reached for the door-handle he picked up his pen, tapping it lightly on the desk, half in thought]
And Rosalind? Please call me Edgeworth. And give my regards to Stoneface.
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[She would have to think about this. Even if she only remembered them a little, and even if they didn't remember her at all yet-or maybe even ever-there was still a whole world of possibility open to her now. Nothing but pure potential.]
I will. And I appreciate it.
[She smiled and raised a hand in farewell as she left his office. Even if he was sometimes grumpy, he was still a lot kinder than some people thought.]
See you later, Mr. Edgeworth.
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