[He coughs, a bit uncomfortably. Oh, he's sat around trying to come up with a brilliant lie for this that everyone will believe, but the fact is that it's far too obvious for him to lie about. He'll be found out for sure.]
Well you see, Mr. Edgeworth... I'm... different. I am not, what you might call, of a certain pedigree most common among the people of this fine city, as well as my own time and place.
Well... well I don't really know how it works, exactly. How people like me exist back home. But we do, and we're not human and we're not all wolves, we're just half-wolves.
So you see, despite what the rumors back home would have you believe, I am a noble creature. Strong and fast. Got a good sense of smell. A particular affinity for fine dining. A splendid fashion sense. Got a tail, too.
Er, no. You see... [He speaks very casually, almost like he's trying to sell Edgeworth a car instead of offering a very shady alibi for the night of the murder.] Being a half-wolf, I also have natural obsession with the moon. The full moon, as a matter of fact. I get a little moody, a little stir-crazy, my appetite shoots through the roof, you know, typical wolf stuff, as I understand it.
So if you'll check the calendar, you'll see that the full moon was up in the sky the night my little Leahkins died. So as a result of my, er... unique condition, I can't remember anything after the sun went down on the night of the murder! Only little bits and pieces!
[... he says proudly, like that's going to help him.]
Well, I went home from work at 6, like normal. Then I did what I always do, tied myself up and locked myself inside my apartment so I couldn't get out and cause trouble while I was suffering from my monthly cycle! And the rest is just me thrashing around the house.
Next thing I know, it's morning and the cops are banging down my door, calling me a murderer!
Sometimes! I just try to get it tight enough where it'll take me a long time to wiggle or snap out.
And then I padlock the door six times to keep me from escaping even after that. Usually, by then, the moon goes down and I'm back to my ol' charming self!
Sooo yep! I don't even remember leaving my apartment that night!
[Yeah. He sounds way, way too confident in that. Almost like... he's full of it.]
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Date: 2012-03-15 09:09 pm (UTC)Before we begin, though - do you have any complaints? About your treatment in here, et cetera?
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Date: 2012-03-15 09:10 pm (UTC)And you're darn right I've got complaints! Cripes, it's blatant discrimination that put me in here! They're judging me before they even know me!
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Date: 2012-03-15 09:12 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-03-15 09:20 pm (UTC)It is the truth! I'm almost sure of it!
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Date: 2012-03-15 09:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 09:26 pm (UTC)[After a moment of very guilty-looking hemming and hawing.]
I really. Don't. Quite. Remember... anything from that night.
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Date: 2012-03-15 09:30 pm (UTC)Go on.
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Date: 2012-03-15 09:33 pm (UTC)Well you see, Mr. Edgeworth... I'm... different. I am not, what you might call, of a certain pedigree most common among the people of this fine city, as well as my own time and place.
Namely... human.
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Date: 2012-03-15 09:41 pm (UTC)What, then, are you?
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Date: 2012-03-15 10:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 10:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 10:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 10:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 10:31 pm (UTC)So you see, despite what the rumors back home would have you believe, I am a noble creature. Strong and fast. Got a good sense of smell. A particular affinity for fine dining. A splendid fashion sense. Got a tail, too.
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Date: 2012-03-15 10:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 10:46 pm (UTC)So if you'll check the calendar, you'll see that the full moon was up in the sky the night my little Leahkins died. So as a result of my, er... unique condition, I can't remember anything after the sun went down on the night of the murder! Only little bits and pieces!
[... he says proudly, like that's going to help him.]
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Date: 2012-03-15 10:50 pm (UTC)Sort of.]
Describe those...bits and pieces.
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Date: 2012-03-15 10:52 pm (UTC)Well, I went home from work at 6, like normal. Then I did what I always do, tied myself up and locked myself inside my apartment so I couldn't get out and cause trouble while I was suffering from my monthly cycle! And the rest is just me thrashing around the house.
Next thing I know, it's morning and the cops are banging down my door, calling me a murderer!
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Date: 2012-03-15 10:58 pm (UTC)How do you tie yourself up?
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Date: 2012-03-15 10:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 11:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 11:09 pm (UTC)And then I padlock the door six times to keep me from escaping even after that. Usually, by then, the moon goes down and I'm back to my ol' charming self!
Sooo yep! I don't even remember leaving my apartment that night!
[Yeah. He sounds way, way too confident in that. Almost like... he's full of it.]
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Date: 2012-03-15 11:22 pm (UTC)And how far had you gotten this evening?
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