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

[jurisimpudent]

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.]

Comments

[magewarden]

"Leaving the weapon behind?" he confirms, trying to build a clear picture, "do you have an idea of what time this was? How long before the weapon was used?"

Perhaps, if he can pin down the exact window they can try and map where everyone was on the ship at that time. There are a lot of people, though, and a lot of places for people to hide. That, and he doesn't know all of them well enough to tell when they're lying. For all he knows, Edgeworth himself might be lying.

[jurisimpudent]

Edgeworth looks down. After a moment, he confesses, "I don't know. It was not...very long in advance of the discovery of the body. Perhaps an hour."

He thinks. He hasn't any notion. After that confrontation, when he'd proven his nerves too unsteady to accomplish the deed he thought he could manage, he'd...charged blindly and foolishly forth, and he'd ended up in a kitchen staring down at cold tea. That's all he recalls.

[magewarden]

"An hour..." Daylen paces slightly, debating with himself. "A very short span of time. The man who found the body -- Marty -- told me he did not see anyone else in the area. Neither does he recall any particular commotion prior to hear the weapon discharged. Is there anyone that you know of, besides yourself, who might have had a grievance with this man?"

[jurisimpudent]

Here, his answer is ready. He's been thinking about this for some time, now, but - von Karma kept to himself, for the most part; he'd remained aloof from the petty foolishness and pointlessness of the common struggles aboard this ship. Any who knew von Karma knew him through Edgeworth, and so the only ones who might have a motive -

Might be the ones loyal to Edgeworth. And he does wonder...about Sirius, perhaps, who's always been more decisive than he is - but Sirius wouldn't, not when Edgeworth had spoken to him only elliptically and cryptically...No. No, it wasn't.

"No. None."

[magewarden]

"To your knowledge," Daylen adds carefully. After all, the tone implies a level of finality -- that Edgeworth has thought this through and drawn his own conclusions of what this means. Still, this has happened somehow... "A crime of opportunity is still possible, or that he simply had enemies you did not know of... Still, this puts us in something of a quandary. All things considered you certainly cannot be released until either you can be proven to have not been there or someone else has been proven the culprit. Did anyone see you, perhaps, after or when you left his room? Who could place you as having been elsewhere when this happened?"