Comments | sirenspull_logs: Someone must have been telling lies about Joseph K.

mentis_reae in sirenspull_logs

Someone must have been telling lies about Joseph K.

Dec 12, 2010 08:33

Who: Miles Edgeworth, Prosecutor. Jomy Marquis Shin, Mind-Reader.
When: Saturday, December 11. SHUT ORP I WAS BUSY LAST NIGHT. I WAS MAKING PIES. I'm sorry for backdating this.
Where: The Sector Four police station.
Summary: It's a tough case to crack. The police need the help of a respected prosecutor and an experienced psychic. Unfortunately, it' ( Read more... )

jomy marquis shin, miles edgeworth

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soldiershin December 12 2010, 17:20:54 UTC

He accepted the file with a strange twist in his expression: one of tiredness, curiosity, and a muted amount of reluctance. Jomy knew he had a bit of a record of jumping into situations head-first, especially when the end goal would allowed him to aid those he felt to deserve it. But the fact still remained that he did not particularly enjoy reading the mind of others - especially not the mind of people like this Mclintock (people who could kill for just a thin line of reasoning ( ... )

MAN DUDE I AM SORRY FOR THIS TL;DR mentis_reae December 12 2010, 18:08:17 UTC

Edgeworth nodded and rubbed at his weary eyes. Only quarter till eight, and already he was exhausted ( ... )

DON'T BE SORRY I AM TL;DRing RIGHT BACK... soldiershin December 12 2010, 21:08:20 UTC

He was more tired than he'd originally thought; Edgeworth's exhaustion was bleeding into him, and he hadn't even noticed until a trickle of other feelings (like that bone-deep wariness and learned suspicions) tipped him into realizing what was happening.

Jomy cleared his throat for his own benefit, to help him swerve his attention back to the case on hand. There was a brief flicker of embarrassment crossed his face before he was shaking his head. Apologetic in tone, Jomy murmured, "I have some. No specifics, but it's. . ."

A feeling. A feeling that felt as concrete as any words that his ears could pick up, that filled him with more certainty than most people were likely used to. But Edgeworth was so practical that Jomy felt a little foolish voicing such a notion, so he left his meaning up in the air. Vague hand gestures took its place.

Take two: "I did not read his mind," Jomy admitted. Might as well get that out into the open. "Not his thoughts. However, when he was speaking, his. . ." Emotions fluctuated here. No, that wouldn't ( ... )

AND GOD BLESS YOU. I LOVE TL;DR. mentis_reae December 12 2010, 21:30:22 UTC

Edgeworth pressed his lips together and tried to fight down the discontent - almost the disgust - which accompanied his next question. "Personal towards the victim, or personal towards her father? And along what lines was this personal sentiment?"

He was afraid that he did not quite succeed at masking the sentiment. It was not, indeed, disgust towards Mr. Shin. His hesitation before speaking, his declaration that he did not read the suspect's thoughts, and the attempted precision of his speech all precluded such a feeling towards him. No, indeed; rather, Edgeworth was seized by self-loathing. After all, how many times now had he elicited a confession from a suspect, altogether without the help of mind-readers? How many times had he uncovered the truth in the courtroom? Now he was begging the help from a purported psychic, like the prosecutor in the trial which -

No. He was aware, painfully, that Shin would feel the heavy wash of misery which accompanied that thought. He tried to suppress all emotions in the next moment, tried to ( ... )

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