[A few minutes later Wolf comes slinking in, looking for all the world like a puppy somebody kicked. He glances at Edgeworth, takes a few deep breaths (sniffing??) and finally, nervously settles into the chair.]
You're tellin' me... [And he's definitely acting suspicious too, looking more like a... distressed stray dog than anything. His eyes are shifty and he moves erratically, occasionally scratching behind his ear.]
Huff-puff, Mr. Edgeworth, it's really just... too good of you to be doing this for me!
[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.]
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Date: 2012-01-30 11:06 pm (UTC)ps. we found your stash in the candyland game. Thanks.
NV BUG
Date: 2012-01-31 04:42 am (UTC)I'm a late late monster. Action.
Date: 2012-03-02 04:23 pm (UTC)So am I. :D
Date: 2012-03-02 04:41 pm (UTC)Hrrrrr... Mister Edgeworth, I presume?
OH SHIT SERIOUSLY, YOU REPLIED TO THIS, hrngh
Date: 2012-03-15 08:26 pm (UTC)[Edgeworth crosses his arms and looks his client over. He...certainly appears a shady customer - but that's irrelevant.
Well. Irrelevant for his own purposes. Maybe not so much when it came to the courtroom phase of the trial.]
Would that we might have met under better circumstances, I suppose.
lmao, DON'T WORRY, BRO.
Date: 2012-03-15 09:02 pm (UTC)Huff-puff, Mr. Edgeworth, it's really just... too good of you to be doing this for me!
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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
Date: 2012-03-15 09:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-15 09:16 pm (UTC)no subject
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.