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here]He really had beat the rush. Suzaku found a chair as close to the corner and as far from the bulletin as he could, and turned it to face the wall before curling up in it. His nurse frowned at him again, but she was still being cooperative, and frankly he didn't care what she had to say in the slightest. He didn't care even if he got
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Edgeworth took a seat by the bulletin board, jotting down some notes on the new information that was coming out that morning. He wasn't entirely sure that he believed that bit of added info on the monster post - but who would go so far as to throw false information into such an important post? Not even the people he knew were murderers back at home would go so far, to his knowledge, unless it was just another attempt to lure someone into a trap. He made a note of it, circling it once.
After that, he set to work on copying out the rough map of where people had wound up the night before and the manner in which they'd passed away, if they had given that much detail. There had to be a method to the madness, and he intended to find it.
[free; he'd love to talk to other investigatory-types.]
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Miles nodded, putting his notes down for just a moment in order to offer a hand. This was a good thing, actually - talking over his notes and logic with someone else would help keep it from going down into a slippery-slope argument. There was that, and the fact that talking with someone he didn't know well would make it easier to not think about his own memory of what had happened.
"Miles Edgeworth," he said. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance." That much was true, though it was a wonder anyone could speak so clearly with that many bandages. Whatever it was that had caused the injury had to have been something serious, but his face didn't show that he was thinking about that at all. You became good at such things when you tended to have rather flamboyant people in your courtroom.
"I was just going over the latest bulletin reports," he said, gesturing to the set of notes. "I'm a prosecuting attorney at home. This kind of investigative work is almost second-nature."
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"Harvey Dent," he returned as he sat down, doubting that the man would recognize the name. He hardly ever posted with it on the bulletin board (come to think of it, he never had -- a certain someone would have seen), and he hadn't been here that long compared to some of the other patients. Speaking of which, Harvey had definitely seen Edgeworth around a few times. He had to wonder how many days he had under his belt.
He nodded when the man explained what he had been doing, but he was forced to pause when Edgeworth mentioned that he was a prosecutor. Another one? Harvey couldn't stop ( ... )
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"Though it is rather odd," he said, continuing on. "Counting my former roommate, that would be six prosecutors. I know of three defense attorneys, and at least two police officers, as well as a young man who had worked with the police on several occasions. I don't really know what to make of it, considering that another large portion of the patient population consists of people from Japan, and a lot of them teenagers ( ... )
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Miles realized that he was getting off-track again. Is this how it's going to be for me now? Latching on to any small piece that is going to distract me from the truth of what happened last night?No. He wasn't going to let that happen. Last night was something that never should have happened, but it shouldn't be the only thing in this place that he was intentionally overlooking ( ... )
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Still, when it came down to it, he was no joker, and so he moved on to study the counts that the man was showing him. Eighteen was already a lot, but Harvey got the feeling that there were way more than that. As Edgeworth pointed out, a lot of people weren't fessing up -- hell, he wasn't. He realized that his little tally was missing from Edgeworth's map, mainly because he hadn't died ( ... )
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He hummed quietly, then pointed to the underlined quote: The dead can be more alive for us, more powerful, more scary, than the living. It is the question of ghosts. -- J. Derrida.
"And I agree. I don't know that the zombie thing was necessarily planned, but it seems to be a strange coincidence. It happened, and then the next day, Dr. Landel was conspicuously absent, and today things go back to normal. I'm not sure what to make of it all. Maybe it is just as simple as making up for the lost time."
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"It's definitely not a possibility anyone can easily rule out. All his past claims to really be on the same side of these things as the patients could have been a ruse to get people to trust him. It wouldn't be the first time someone ever pulled a stunt like that, and it certainly won't be the last."
It wasn't a possibility he liked, because it meant things really were up to a patient population that was nigh-impossible to manage, let alone get on the same side, but such was life.
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