[Someone's dropped his NV, for when the video feed kicks on, it's showing a very crooked view of a small boy practically swimming in a formal blue coat and dress pants; as the video continues, the boy tries to push his overly-long sleeves back enough to see his hands, and fails miserably.]

What the hell-- How-- I'm not--

[Behind him is a three- ( Read more... )

[The video feed is registered as coming from Reeve's NV, but said man is nowhere in sight when the video pops up- instead, the screen is filled with the smiling, slit-eyed face of a black-and-white cat wearing a tiny gold crown on his head. He's missing his signature red cape, it seems, and the gloves on his paws are a bit shabby. Those who know ( Read more... )

[When the NV flickers on, the first view is of... books. Rows and rows of books, blueprints, and a desk covered in paper and ink pens, drawings of the city. It's one of the city governmental offices- and after a few moments, Reeve sits down in front of the device (and has to scramble to keep another set of papers from cascading off his desk). ( Read more... )

( (text; private-> Miles Edgeworth // hacking difficulty: moderate) )

[A click, and a moment of silence underlined by static before a voice speaks- steely hard, the voice of someone who is accustomed to giving orders and having them followed.]

Who's really in charge here? I don't mean your little puppet government or whatever sop you give to the masses to control them. Who's behind all this?

[This time there's a ( Read more... )