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[ tranquility, you may remember this woman from her first broadcast or from the various times she's popped up in others. those who know her are aware that you could have either gotten a woman who has barely anything on or someone who looks rather put together in whatever she happens to be wearing. the second option is the one she chooses to show off today, dressed in a white suit, with her hair done up in a deceivingly loose bun. off camera her nails are tapping a steady beat like she's waiting for someone before she finally speaks, her tone rather dry to start off with. ]
Since no one felt like stepping up and saying what I'm certain a number of us have considered, I suppose the task falls to me at the moment. [ she pauses, exhaling quietly before continues. ] For those of you who are new, most of what I'm going to mention makes little to no sense, but the basics for understanding what I'm saying lies in knowing that there is a list of certain individuals on this ship that, for all the geniuses we have present on board, no one has figured out the meaning to. The people on this list vary from those who are from the first jump, 001s if we're going by tattoos to those who came aboard on the sixth jump, the 006s, if we are, again, going by tattoos.
I realize that no one wants to perhaps deal with the ramifications of what I'm about to suggest, but avoiding it may prove to be as damaging as letting it out into the open. [ another pause. ] There are eight individuals from the list that have taken their leave of this ship. Considering the fact that the list is comprised of 38 individuals, that is a bit more than twenty percent of it. A slightly distressing number when we're in rather confined space, if you ask me. I realize that only two of the individuals have officially died, but the other six have disappeared without warning, and though it pains me to say it, I believe you can't confirm that they're dead or alive.
I'm certain some of you have already theorized this in private, but in the interest of disclosure, I believe we should share the theory with the metaphorical class. [ her lips curl into a bittersweet sort of smile and then she says it: ] It's beginning to look more and more like it is a hit list. Or at least a list of the individuals the one we call Smiley doesn't necessarily want on the Tranquility, which considering who is on the list, I must say, I'm slightly concerned.
This is just a thought, though. It's probably just a rather unfortunate coincidence.
[ and then there's this really long pause before irene appears to have remembered something that she had meant to say. ]
Just out of curiosity, has anyone figured out how to charge a phone from home on this ship?
Since no one felt like stepping up and saying what I'm certain a number of us have considered, I suppose the task falls to me at the moment. [ she pauses, exhaling quietly before continues. ] For those of you who are new, most of what I'm going to mention makes little to no sense, but the basics for understanding what I'm saying lies in knowing that there is a list of certain individuals on this ship that, for all the geniuses we have present on board, no one has figured out the meaning to. The people on this list vary from those who are from the first jump, 001s if we're going by tattoos to those who came aboard on the sixth jump, the 006s, if we are, again, going by tattoos.
I realize that no one wants to perhaps deal with the ramifications of what I'm about to suggest, but avoiding it may prove to be as damaging as letting it out into the open. [ another pause. ] There are eight individuals from the list that have taken their leave of this ship. Considering the fact that the list is comprised of 38 individuals, that is a bit more than twenty percent of it. A slightly distressing number when we're in rather confined space, if you ask me. I realize that only two of the individuals have officially died, but the other six have disappeared without warning, and though it pains me to say it, I believe you can't confirm that they're dead or alive.
I'm certain some of you have already theorized this in private, but in the interest of disclosure, I believe we should share the theory with the metaphorical class. [ her lips curl into a bittersweet sort of smile and then she says it: ] It's beginning to look more and more like it is a hit list. Or at least a list of the individuals the one we call Smiley doesn't necessarily want on the Tranquility, which considering who is on the list, I must say, I'm slightly concerned.
This is just a thought, though. It's probably just a rather unfortunate coincidence.
[ and then there's this really long pause before irene appears to have remembered something that she had meant to say. ]
Just out of curiosity, has anyone figured out how to charge a phone from home on this ship?

[voice]
Ah, but you cannot be a very good lawyer if your debating skills are lacking, Mr. Edgeworth. If you can't argue that justice isn't being served in an articulate manner that wins over a jury or a judge, then you've failed as a good lawyer by both of our definitions. As for your claim that it's your responsibility to see that justice is done, would you call a lawyer defending a murderer a poor lawyer? Because surely you can't say that letting a murderer roam the streets is seeing that justice is done.
Not to mention the fact that your arguments on the ship have very little to do with justice. Once again proving that you are a poor lawyer indeed.
[voice]
[voice]
You're liable to argue in much the same way in court. I've yet to meet a single lawyer who doesn't. And I doubt you'll be that one lawyer who doesn't.
I do imagine that you want to enlighten me as to how I'm wrong on that, though.
[voice]
[He's regained his temper a little bit.]
Tell me: why should I engage with your straw men? Your false equivalencies? You natter on and on about how I'm a bad lawyer. Define, first, a "bad lawyer."