VIDEO ✍ 002: NOT SO MUCH OF A WONDERLAND, ALICE (hackable if you are so inclined)
[The video feed flickers on to the sound of a brisk step on pavement. Inspector Javert is striding quickly through the streets of Somni, and at the corners of the feed one may be able to catch a glimpse of blue and white fabric, or perhaps a flicker of blonde hair, even a tiny hand.
Someone was trailing along behind him - and struggling to keep up, it seemed.]
I am seeking a competent and honest caretaker. I have a proposition for you. You will call or send for me at the district five police station.
[Most of Somarium will only view the above. For the police - Luke fon Fabre, Asch, Raidou, Edgeworth, Phoenix, Akihiko, Elliot and Adachi, the video will continue with the following:]
This girl [He points the feed over his shoulder to Alice Liddel, the young blonde girl accompanying him through his evening stroll] has been abandoned. I trust she will be out of the station and in a home by nightfall, as we are not an orphanage. Bring your recommendations to me immediately.
[There's a lengthy pause after the police call as he frowns and casts another glance to the girl behind him. Finally, with a low scoff, he makes one additional private call to a man who's had a terrible knack of following him through the years.
M. Fauchelevent it is, that ridiculous alias... And yet, Javert was intimately familiar with Jean Valjean's soft heart and his penchant to raise lost little girls.]
I do not doubt this interests you.
[The transmission finally cuts out.]
Someone was trailing along behind him - and struggling to keep up, it seemed.]
I am seeking a competent and honest caretaker. I have a proposition for you. You will call or send for me at the district five police station.
[Most of Somarium will only view the above. For the police - Luke fon Fabre, Asch, Raidou, Edgeworth, Phoenix, Akihiko, Elliot and Adachi, the video will continue with the following:]
This girl [He points the feed over his shoulder to Alice Liddel, the young blonde girl accompanying him through his evening stroll] has been abandoned. I trust she will be out of the station and in a home by nightfall, as we are not an orphanage. Bring your recommendations to me immediately.
[There's a lengthy pause after the police call as he frowns and casts another glance to the girl behind him. Finally, with a low scoff, he makes one additional private call to a man who's had a terrible knack of following him through the years.
M. Fauchelevent it is, that ridiculous alias... And yet, Javert was intimately familiar with Jean Valjean's soft heart and his penchant to raise lost little girls.]
I do not doubt this interests you.
[The transmission finally cuts out.]