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[biffail]

[Larry is sitting cross-legged on his bed in his cabin, looking pretty bored. He tries to put on a grin that ends up looking more sheepish and clueless than anything, and takes one more moment of valuable transmission time to glance up at the ceiling, presumably in thought. Then he sighs, and faces his device. At least he is no longer panicking the way he was during his first few days on the ship.]

Um...hi, I guess. I'm Larry Butz, and one day I woke up in a tube with weird gunk that took forever to get out of my hair. Gum is worse, though.

[A pause. He wonders what else he should say.]

Thought I'd introduce myself since we'll be on this ship for a while. In space and all that.

...

By the way, I got a couple of questions. First, are there any art materials on board? I'm kinda bored. [As if that wasn't obvious from the fact that he has decided to lie back down, his eyes half-closing in a dazed expression.] And second, are the numbers on our arms supposed to mean something, or did we all get random ones while we were asleep?

[Because his reminds him of something. Something more than just an age, or a birthday, or any sort of date.]

Comments

WHOA HELLO MISSING TAG

[whippings]

Not that far into the future, fool. [ She's not sure if she wants flying cars if it means people like Larry Butz might be licensed to drive them. ]

MISSING TAG MISSED YOU TOO

[biffail]

[Larry won't be licensed, anyway. He'd most likely keep failing his lessons and the test.]

Okay, okay...so everything you're saying is from the future, and we'll meet each other someday?

REUNITED ONCE MORE :'D

[whippings]

That's correct. Unfortunately.

I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU TWO

[biffail]

Hey, I didn't ask for this either!

WE'RE GETTING MARRIED NEXT MONTH

[whippings]

My company is nowhere near as unpleasant as yours. [ Because you better not be implying that, Larry Butz. ]

/SINGLE CRYSTALLINE TEAR OF JOY

[biffail]

Yeah, well...

[His voice trails off, and he takes a deep breath.]

N-never mind. I'd ask for proof, but I'm gonna guess that'll be really hard to show around here.

/OFFERS TISSUE

[whippings]

Proof of my year of origin or proof of the unpleasantness of your company? Because if we're talking of the latter, never fear, you're providing a prime example as we speak.

/TAKES IT WITH PLEASURE

[biffail]

What'd I do this time?!

[whippings]

You're talking, aren't you?

[biffail]

I'm just talking! Everyone talks, don't they? Why is it when I do it, everyone complains?

[whippings]

Because monkeys aren't supposed to speak!

[biffail]

Objection! I'm not a monkey!

[whippings]

Nor should baboons!

[biffail]

My talking came in handy too, haven't you forgotten?!

[whippings]

If you consider convoluting otherwise simple matters 'handy', then yes, I suppose it did.

[ Although it should be more than obvious by her expression that she doesn't. ]

[biffail]

It was more than handy, too! I was a hero!

[Oh no. Shut him up. Shut him up.]

[whippings]

I've yet to see evidence of that.

[ Trust her, if she could whip him through the network... she would. ]

[biffail]

Y-you just weren't there!

[whippings]

Weren't where, Larry Butz?

[biffail]

You weren't there when I showed I was a hero! In court!

(voice; private)

[whippings]

[ And just to be safe from the possible prying eyes of family, Franziska sets this communication to private. ]

Would you be referring to the murder trial of Miles Edgeworth?

(voice; private)

[biffail]

Duh, what else would I be talking about?!

(voice; private)

[whippings]

The other times that you made a mockery of everything the courtroom stands for! [ the fact that this all happened in his future nonwithstanding... ]

(voice; private)

[biffail]

I did not!

...and even if I did, I haven't! Yet! Besides, it was either I testify or Edgey gets thrown into the slammer!

(voice; private)

[whippings]

[ Franziska is forced to reluctantly admit to herself that what Larry Butz is claiming is true. She would, however, never admit it to him. ]

Whatever. I suggest you pay better attention to what you say in court next time.

[ If he finds his way off this confounding space ship, she's certain there will be a next time. After all, she's already lived it and even if this whole alternate timelines nonsense changed something, she knows Larry Butz is simply incapable of staying out of trouble for long. ]