( 03 ) video ✵ i got six friends and they all know your name

[stacked]

So, look, I get everybody's all jazzed about that list or whatever, and people wanna do the mourning thing. All good, have at it.

What I'm wondering though, is what we got working to find out who helped the dead dude get that way. Still pretty new around here so I don't know what you got rigged up already, but where I'm from something like this happens we mount up before there's a dead guy number two.

[ so that was... kind of a job application. if you tilt your head and squint. and to seal the deal. ]

Wouldn't mind helping out.

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[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Then answer my question.

[voice]

[stacked]

Then ask me nice.

[ her point is that nobody ever gets what they deserve, just what they luck into or take from somebody who lucked out first, but she can't just say that. ]

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

I will not. Do you even remember his name?

[voice]

[stacked]

You wanna back up off that tone before I make you?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[He clenches his teeth, an irrational hatred threatening to boil over.]

Please. How would you make me? Please. I'm curious.

[voice]

[stacked]

You looking for any particular answer here, prof? Because I'm thinking you wanna get whatever's crawled up your ass out on a murderer, and that's cool. I can be your little revenge jackoff fantasy, no skin off mine. But so we're clear? You don't know jack about me, you don't know jack about my life--

[ she breaks off midsentence, and then her tone goes lower, a whole lot more sexual than the subject matter calls for. ] Now, the chick I used to be? She'd go ahead and see how you handle life with a broken jaw. I'm pretty strong, Edgeworth. Fast, too. You'd never see me coming, and on a human? Gimme a blunt object and a broken jaw's just one punch away. Done it before.

[ she pauses and drops the sexy voice put-on, tone steely. ] So you're pretty freaking lucky I got better control over my shit than you do, because instead I'm just gonna tell you to screw off and bug somebody who doesn't have better shit to do.

[ and that was more words than she's said aboard in one time ever. ]

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[His voice, though, is now perfectly calm, perfectly composed - indeed, nearly inflectionless.]

Was it a demon, Faith?

[voice]

[stacked]

[ she thought he was. ]

They don't call it murder when it's not people.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Then did you think it was a demon?

[voice]

[stacked]

Pretty sure the rules say doesn't matter what I thought, matters what I did.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

And yet I'm still curious.

[voice]

[stacked]

Yeah, so? Already told you, I killed a guy. Case closed.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[Still cold:]

I just want to know precisely how much of a threat you are to everyone here.

[voice]

[stacked]

Are you actually retarded or just deaf?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

You think you can insult me?

Answer my question.

[voice]

[stacked]

Insulting you'd be calling you a stuck up little bitch who's cruising for a black eye. That one was a question, 'cos apparently it's one of the two.

Ask a question I didn't already cover.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

I just want to know whether it was malice or delusion. Whether you're a murderer in truth or just pathetic. Truthfully, I've been wondering if something like this had happened since the very first time we spoke.

[voice]

[stacked]

Dude, you are just every shade of dumbass.

[ she laughs, but it's a little more bitter and a little less dismissive than she'd particularly. ] You wanna jack off to what a bad girl I am, have fun. Pretty sure you don't need me around for it.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

I'll be watching you from now on. Rest assured of that.

[voice]

[stacked]

Kinky.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[He's still not clear on the definition of that word, but he does understand that it's sexual. His voice is vicious:]

You're not amusing.

[voice]

[stacked]

[ and faith is just tired in return, spiked with a little maliciousness. ]

Keep pushing it.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[And his voice just becomes even more venomous.]

Shall I? Are you so uncontrollable?

[voice]

[stacked]

Nah, I just wanna be able to point out how many times I told you to back the hell off me when I finally kick off and qualify to be a freaking saint.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Define "kick off."