ACE ATTORNEY AU

[enigmaster]

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[agoodname]

...yes. I should say it does. Because the former points to you being part of this set up, though admittedly I haven't a clue as to why. But I'm working on that. "He's showing his hand early...such a prideful young man." [the voice is warm, affectionate, a little sad. There's a man standing at Oswald's side, now, hands clasped in front of him. Oswald may have gotten his eyes from his mother, but he clearly got his nose and wild dark hair from this man.]

[enigmaster]

[Edward... carefully glances over. Another spirit. The family resemblance is obvious... Well. That makes sense.] ...Being part of this set up where I go to jail. Why on Earth would I be part of something like that, honestly...

[agoodname]

That's what I'm trying to figure out, yes. [Oswald drums his fingers on the table.] "Ever the suspicious one. I suppose he gets that from his mother." [amused, if anything, and continually fond] There are several different scenarios possible; I simply have to figure out which one it is. But I need more time--hence, extending your trial.

[enigmaster]

Well. When you consider the possibility where I am in on the whole thing, you should also take into account who the murder victim is. Once I head into jail, the odds of me living for very long afterwards are not great. [He would've had to sign up for something that might very well kill him.] ...I can't exactly stop you stalling the whole affair. Do whatever you want.

[agoodname]

Yes, I've taken that into account. But some people do these things for their own reasons, even if the result seems to be a suicide mission. [Oswald's eyes are narrowed] And yet, for the life of me, I can't seem to figure out what.

"Don't worry. He'll come around eventually. He always does."

[enigmaster]

[Edward rolls his eyes.] Sure he will. [That's not directed at Oswald, obviously.]

[agoodname]

[ . . . . .]

Excuse me?

[enigmaster]

[Edward looks back at Oswald. Not really acknowledging that anything he said was odd.] Do you actually think I'm involved in this?

[agoodname]

[Oswald's eyes narrow slightly] I don't know. Hence my stalling. [drawled] Who will what?

[enigmaster]

Surely you have a guess. And that question is irrelevant, I wasn't talking to you.

[agoodname]

Oh? And who, exactly, were you talking to?

[enigmaster]

I can't answer that, seeing as I don't know his name. [He has a reasonable assumption, but he'd rather not just say it.]

[agoodname]

[....right, he's just going to make a mildly frustrated sound in his throat, his expression actually showing it, and he leans back in his chair, arms folding over his chest. And he runs a hand through his hair] ...this is madness. The whole thing.

[enigmaster]

Try living with it.

[agoodname]

[and Oswald...blinks.] .....ah. I don't suppose they ever give you a break, do they? [he's not really sure he believes him (yet, if at all) but....that's a statement thrown at his feet and he's willing to follow it] "Ah. I'm terribly sorry, young man. I didn't mean to impose. I'll return later, so as not to trouble you."[the man smiles a little, sheepishly, before moving to take a step back]

[enigmaster]

Not generally. I don't always mind, but... [He glances over.] No, you're fine. At this point you might as well stay. It's... whatever.

[agoodname]

[Normally, Oswald is very good at spotting ruses. There's always a break somewhere. But...Edward's shown nothing of the sort. There are three available options to that: either he is a very, very good liar, he believes that its true and its a figment of his mind or...he's telling the truth. The last one would seem the least likely to any sane individual but...these circumstances are getting less and less sane the more he is here. Between the too-convenient set up and the information about his clients and all of this business...it's really throwing him for a loop. Oswald just...watches him for a moment] "Ah, well, if you're sure. Do let me know if you'd rather I leave, though. Or my wife. She's more stubborn than I, but if you ask, she'll listen."

[enigmaster]

It's fine. Really. [And he looks back at Oswald.] I didn't tell you about all of... this because I expect you to believe me or anything. I don't. I only told you because you asked.

[agoodname]

...and how many people have believed you in the past?

[enigmaster]

None.

[agoodname]

[and Oswald just...contemplates that a moment. His arms fold across his chest] ...I'm not really sure what to think. There are far too many variables at this point, still, though I've narrowed them down. I suggest you tell your lawyer that you want to put in for a reexamination of the crime scene. That would give you at least another day.

[enigmaster]

...And then what, exactly?

[agoodname]

Then that'll give me more time to gather evidence and figure out who is trying to frame you. Especially considering the target.

[enigmaster]

And then what? What, you find out who framed me and you'll just drop the case? [He sounds very incredulous.]

[agoodname]

If I dropped the case, some other idiot would take it, and succeed, and make it look like I couldn't handle the case. And I don't drop cases. [his mouth is twisted into a scowl] Someone set you up. They way they did it was sloppy--to the point of obviousness. Either they're incredibly stupid, or it was done that way on purpose. I don't know which one of those it is yet, but either way, the result is the same: if I win this trial, it looks like I needed the help to do so, and that my methods are dirty. Which I do not appreciate. I want to know who set you up, and I want to know why. Whether they meant to involve me and slander my work or not, they're doing so. [his features darken] I don't take kindly to that. I need to find out who they are so they can be properly....dealt with. Yet at the same time, I cannot let them know that I'm looking, so it needs to seem like it's coming from your end. Unfortunately, your lawyers are insofar too stupid to help with anything at all, much less defend you decently, so it has to come from you.