voice;

[proxysearch]

[It's early into the night, an hour or two after the sirens have gone off at most. She's out of breath and there's an underlying hint of pain in her voice as she steadies her tone.]

Mr. Edgeworth was killed tonight. His killer, Grimmjow, is still at large and is somewhere out here in the Darkness.

[It should be obvious, but she says it anyway.

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[acemedium]

M-Mr. Edgeworth...

[acemedium]

..............

[There is a very, very, very, long silence]

[acemedium]

[She can't even pretend to keep it together]

T....... M-Ms. Mayer, this has got to be wrong somehow. It doesn't make sense. It just... doesn't make sense. M-Mr. Edgeworth... killed by---

And I---

.... It.... I-It.. I-It contradicts the facts... It's... It can't be...

DONE

[acemedium]

[She takes a long, shuddering breath]

[Right after she'd decided he was family. Right after he went to pursue Grimmjow for attacking her. Right after-]

[If she had just- If only she hadn't-]

N... N-No...

[audio]

[sequincy]

No.

[audio]

[sequincy]

[and soon after - ]

Who has been sent after him?

[audio]

[proxysearch]

I dealt with him and he ran off... I'm hunting him now.

[audio]

[sequincy]

How? You should take someone who can track reiatsu. Are police on the way?

[bittennotbeaten]

Miles? That's- damn. Who's this Grimmjaw, or whatever his name is? He have powers?

[proxysearch]

Yes. I don't know exactly what he is, but he's powerful. He caused some problems weeks ago.

[bittennotbeaten]

What kind of problems? I'm still new here.

[proxysearch]

He and his friends tried to steal the Core weeks ago. He was imprisoned and then he escaped; he then went after a young girl and tried to kill her.

[voice]

[troublesmells]

[Larry had been busy working on his painting, but upon hearing the news, his paintbrush suddenly skids across the canvas, leaving an ugly black streak across it. He gasps and drops the paintbrush, paying no heed to the stain it would leave on his floor.

With trembling hands, he slowly switches on his NV.]

N-no way! Edgey? Dead?!

[voice]

[proxysearch]

Yes, he is. I'm...very sorry.

[voice]

[troublesmells]

... [But a part of Larry is still in denial. Edgeworth was hardly the type to let anyone sneak up on him and kill him.]

A-a-a-are you sure it was him?

[voice]

[proxysearch]

Yes, I'm sure. I saw-

[A pause.]

Yes, it was him. I'm sorry.

voice;

[tiersdes]

[A pause, as Seth suddenly lets out a growl, and then speaks through gritted teeth:]

That can't be.

[She barely knew him, but...he'd helped her. Given her valuable information. No way in hell she's going to let this slide. She's had enough of otherwise kindhearted, well-meaning people being killed around her left and right.]

Tell me. Who's this 'Grimmjow' kid?

voice;

[proxysearch]

I'm sorry. It is.

[She keeps her voice in check, even though this is really killing her.]

He's a man who's given the city trouble for some time now. He tried to kill a young girl a few weeks ago.

voice;

[tiersdes]

[Another pause. Seth's trying not to think of Dietrich, or the Orden, and how they'd manipulated Suleyman and got him----no. This isn't the Empire. And yet...]

Don't apologize. I barely knew him, but I spoke to Mr. Edgeworth long enough to know that he was a good man, and that justice should be served.

A murderer, hm...? I suppose they run rampant no matter where you go. I'm good in the dark---if you need help, I'll be willing to lend it.

voice;

[proxysearch]

Do you know what Grimmjow looks like? He's been on the network before.