jurisimpudent: (sad)
Miles Edgeworth ([personal profile] jurisimpudent) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs2013-06-17 12:26 pm

I hear the train a-comin / It's rollin round the bend [ooopen]

CHARACTERS: Edgeworth and the Murderettes
LOCATION: The brig, yar har
WARNINGS: Edgeworth is an emo asshole
SUMMARY: So Edgeworth is in the brig on his own insistence for a murder he didn't commit. Come make fun of him! Throw things! Pay $2 for a bag of peanuts to feed him!
NOTES: Can happen between the 17th and the 20th. If you can't get him to talk, present: badge.


[Edgeworth doesn't look up when people come to see him. He just keeps looking at his hands, quiet and still; he says little. Still, he hasn't put in a request for no visitors, and he won't; it's less from a desire for company than from a desire for people to be able to see he's getting no special treatment. In the brig, like any other criminal, no matter that he was until recently the one guarding it.

He's in his suit still. He looks exhausted.]
idkmybffbloodwing: (So where's that loot piñata?)

[personal profile] idkmybffbloodwing 2013-06-18 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
Exactly. So you really expect anyone's gonna think you're really a suspect in this murder? Hell, is there even anything that suggests you were at the crime scene?

[It all just seems like a big dramatic waste of time to him, but then again, that's Edgeworth in a nutshell, in his opinion.]
idkmybffbloodwing: (but why though)

[personal profile] idkmybffbloodwing 2013-06-18 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
What, so now only our buncha violent overeager volunteers are allowed to be interested in a murder case? Y'know, it surprises me you work with most a' them. Hell, if I walked up to Tyke this afternoon an' told her I wanted to join, I'd be perfectly qualified. They're not a buncha lawyers an' they're not police.
idkmybffbloodwing: (Since when's this bottle empty?)

[personal profile] idkmybffbloodwing 2013-06-18 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Shit, if you got someone in Security whose job is to judge intentions, then I definitely don't wanna work there. Talk about bureaucratic bullshit. [He rolls his eyes.]

Anyway, you bein' in here's pretty damn pointless. Means you gotta have someone in here guarding the place all the time, when they could be out doin' patrols, right? 'Cause everyone knows you couldn't kill a guy, even if you wanted to.
idkmybffbloodwing: (If you say so)

[personal profile] idkmybffbloodwing 2013-06-18 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
No, you wanna enlighten me?

[Not that he expects Edgeworth to actually do that. Turning himself in as a suspect is one thing, but intentionally explaining why the evidence is incriminating would be a little bit much.]
idkmybffbloodwing: (Improving my aim)

[personal profile] idkmybffbloodwing 2013-06-18 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
Didn't think so. You're harmless, chico, an' you won't even get a fair trial 'cause everyone on this damn ship knows it. Punishing yourself for some kinda greater good doesn't really accomplish anything here, other'n make you look like an idiot.
idkmybffbloodwing: (birds of a feather)

[personal profile] idkmybffbloodwing 2013-06-18 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
An' then what, make you live in the brig, here? So what if you killed someone? 'Cause if you of all people did that, then you woulda had a good reason for it. Prob'ly doin' us all a favor.

[He's pretty certain that has to be an impossibility, but wouldn't it just be delightful if the kid really had finally snapped and killed someone?]

Tell you what. If you're guilty, I'll throw you a party. Welcome to adulthood an' all that.
idkmybffbloodwing: (If you say so)

[personal profile] idkmybffbloodwing 2013-06-18 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, yeah. Look, I'll stop harassin' you. But drawin' attention to yourself like this isn't really gonna help the investigation out, it just makes it a spectacle.

[He sighs, then lifts his flask off his hip to have a drink.]

Have fun in there.
idkmybffbloodwing: (Since when's this bottle empty?)

[personal profile] idkmybffbloodwing 2013-06-19 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Sure, you are.

[Enough of this, though. He's seen all he wanted to see, and his flask needs a refill. He raises it as if in a toast, then turns to leave.]

Well, seeya when they get tired of you playin' criminal an' kick you out.