http://bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] bluffing-ruffle.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowl2009-11-06 09:53 am

We need to restore the full meaning of that old word, duty. It is the other side of rights.

[VOICE POST. Forward-dated to 2:30 as I have to be at work then. I will tag replies until I leave, and resume when I return (as long as it remains ICly feasible for him to have replied).]


[PUBLIC]
Effective at 4PM today, I will be turning myself in for the murder of the being known as Starscream. I... I must place my trust in the system I have worked to rebuild, and allow it to serve its purpose.

[Something faintly distant and detached creeps into his tone.]

...No man can be above the law, however devoted he may otherwise be to the duty of upholding it.




Rua, Ruka--you are to take care of each other until such time as Lupin returns to the home, do you understand? There are leftovers from last night's dinner, and plenty of simple food to be made when that is run out. If you--

[A pause. Keep your composure, Edgeworth. Perfection--even in the face of ruin. You remember the lessons, don't you? Of course you do. It's what you wanted, then. When you believed yourself guilty, as you do now.]

--If you need assistance until then, you are to contact Blue or Truth.

I'm... I am truly sorry.




I have never thanked you appropriately for the freedom you gave me in our world.

I do not deserve forgiveness, but nevertheless, I find myself wanting it.

Please understand.
dragony: (that son of a bitch didn't call)

[ACTION SPAM YAY]

[personal profile] dragony 2009-11-06 05:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[She was reading in the living room until the post went up; her math book is lying forgotten on the floor off the end of the couch's arm, and Ruka herself is curled up tight in the corner, but not actually crying.]

[At the sound of her name she uncurls a little, looking over her shoulder. She doesn't move beyond that though, and just stares.]
dragony: (that son of a bitch didn't call)

[it's people doing things in real time, it's action] WHY DO OUR MUSIC PLAYERS HATE US

[personal profile] dragony 2009-11-06 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[She watches him approach around the couch, the silence seeming to amplify the discomfort of the whole situation. It stretches even through Edgeworth's kneeling, and she stares a long moment at her arm, his hand, before she finally looks up to meet his eyes.]

[She's still not crying, but her lip is trembling something fierce, as is her voice.]

Y-You're going?
dragony: (see now you made me yell)

... "fugitive." I think you may be right.

[personal profile] dragony 2009-11-06 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[To be perfectly fair, Ruka's birth parents are people she rarely spoke to at home, and even more rarely saw. And, while there had been a number of people willing to take Ruka in in this City, most — if not all of them — had long since been exported out again.]

[Even if he didn't have these advantages, Edgeworth was probably one of the best parents Ruka could have asked for (but wouldn't).]

[At his words, and the gentle playing with her hair, Ruka's hands curl into small fists against the cushions of the couch. Distantly, she's aware that she should feel angry, and in some way betrayed — if he was telling the truth, and he did kill someone, then such was an unforgivable action, no matter the circumstances. In the moment, she finds that she cares too much about the departure itself to devote her feelings to the reasons behind it.]

[She opens her mouth to say something, but all that comes to mind are her own accusatory words from just the day before. Everyone is always leaving. She swallows hard, closing her eyes, turning her head down.]

You...

[What can she say?]