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[mentis_reae]

[The voice is level, thoughtful, composed, and perhaps familiar.]To those who do not know me, my name is Miles Edgeworth. Until last...October, it seems, I had been a resident of this city, but - as happens to so many - I was returned home. I arrived back here earlier today. Though I've already spoken with some of my contacts regarding some of the

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[fantasycliche]

You sound like a useful man to know.

[mentis_reae]

That quite depends upon what manner of "use" one intends, Ms...

[fantasycliche]

Onyx. I showed shortly before you left, it seems.

[mentis_reae]

Apologies for not having greeted you then. I was engaged in rather a lot of work at that time.

[fantasycliche]

Well, you can always make it up to me this time around.

[mentis_reae]

And how, precisely, would I do that?

[fantasycliche]

Well, for a start, you can give me that missed greeting now.

[mentis_reae]

...Very well. Good day; it's a pleasure to meet you.

[fantasycliche]

It's a pleasure to meet you as well.

You're quite well-known, it seems.

[mentis_reae]

I was here for quite some time. It's kind, that so many individuals remember me.

[fantasycliche]

And humble, too.

But feel free to drop the modesty for a moment or two; I'm curious as to what you did to earn the good memory.

[mentis_reae]

[He pulls a bit of a face, but answers honestly.]

I can only presume. But I worked for some time as a prosecutor. Then I, along with Diego Armando, challenged the city's slavery laws and won.

[fantasycliche]

[ that COOL AND COLLECTED look fades a bit into bemusement because oh shit. topics she doesn't quite understand. no fair. :( ]

But there's still slavery here, isn't there?

[mentis_reae]

[He sees that and nods in acknowledgment.]

There is. The institution of slavery was weakened, rather than destroyed, by our efforts. But said efforts will continue.

[fantasycliche]

Do you expect you'll entirely destroy it, then?

[mentis_reae]

I do.