009 | voice;

[coffeeking]

So the lifts are working correctly now, far as I can tell. I got from the first floor passenger deck to Communications without any problem. And before anyone starts slagging me off for taking the risk of checking them, my defense is that I haven't had any coffee this morning and I was moving on automatic. When any one of you can tell me you've never done anything embarrassingly stupid while half asleep, then you have permission to berate me.

Jack, don't even start.

[Locked to Meg]
I have your chessboard ready, finally. In my defense, the delay was somewhat unavoidable.

[Locked to General Support: Murphy and Ariadne]
We should have a meeting, now that things seem to be in working order again.

[Locked to Nathan Petrelli]
Apparently I'm still in denial, because I looked for her in Communications. But I suppose she really is gone.

Comments

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

That - you're - I - The first person who "compliments" me will be roundly scolded, I assure you!

[voice]

[coffeeking]

They'll probably enjoy it. Especially if it's one of the Irenes.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

...What is that supposed to mean?

[voice]

[coffeeking]

...You really don't understand this sort of thing at all, do you?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Of course I do. I understand perfectly well almost all things. I simply do not precisely comprehend what you're saying right now.

[voice]

[coffeeking]

Which is exactly what I meant by "this sort of thing."

Some people enjoy being scolded in that context. Or doing the scolding. You don't really want me to explain this to you thoroughly. Trust me.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Well, of course people enjoy scolding. Everyone likes to be in the right. And you needn't talk to me like I'm some sort of fool; I can understand if you just explain more clearly.

[voice]

[coffeeking]

They'd enjoy it in a sexual context, Edgeworth. If you were to scold them for complimenting your anatomy, they might take it as an enticing challenge to loosen up the uptight young man with the lovely arse. And I hear the Irenes are really quite skilled in such arts.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

I - see. That's - um - That - No.

[He sounds predictably flustered, stammering and flushing, but he tries to speak firmly, like he's not horribly embarrassed - ]

No, I, ah - I quite doubt that. But - right.

[voice]

[coffeeking]

[adorable.]

Well, just so you know.

[Keep flushing like that and you might as well paint a target on your backside, Edgeworth.]

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

May we - please speak of something that is not my rear end!

[voice]

[coffeeking]

Sure. So...



You realize we can't even talk about the weather here? This ship buggers up even the most basic default conversation.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

...Why would we talk about the weather?

[Miles Edgeworth: Ace Smalltalker]

[voice]

[coffeeking]

You don't do that where you're from? Make small talk about the weather and the local sports team and the new pub that's just opened down the block? Inane, easy conversation?

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Where I come from, we tend to get to the point.

[voice]

[coffeeking]

I am, as ever, concerned about your stress levels. And that's rich, coming from a man in my former profession.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Because I don't engage in small talk? Mr. Jones, that seems...hypervigilant.

NOT HERE BUT.

[jilt]

[ CHALLENGE ACCEPTED ]

NOT HERE BUTT :)

[coffeeking]

[HAVE FUN]

*BUTT*

[jilt]

WHAT WHAT IN THE--

[coffeeking]

I THINK EDGEWORTH WOULD OBJECT.

[jilt]

HE NEEDS TO BE ENCOURAGED TO TRY THESE THINGS

[coffeeking]

BROADEN HIS HORIZONS, AS IT WERE.

[jilt]

*SNICKER*

[coffeeking]