sirenspull | 6th Standoff ☆ Voice

(( ooc: Forward-dated to about 7PM, action opportunity for housemates. ))

Got a question fer all y'all. You ever... wish you could change somethin'? Y'ever had one of those moments when you just... wish you could go back'n... fix it all?

[A pause, as he seems to tap his foot down. His spur jingles in time, so one can only assume.]

... though I figger that here, it'd be goin' forward an' fixin' it. Three years ago fer me, three years ahead fer Siren's Port, I reckon... [One could probably hear a faint sigh if they tried. This is hard for him to admit, even bring up again.] ... a man named Neil Marshall was killed. Man I loved like a brother, 'cause... he was my brother. An' no matter how long ago it's been, I keep wonderin'... maybe I coulda... done somethin' different. Maybe I coulda jus' stayed behind a bit longer. I dunno.

... so how do y'all keep it from gettin' to ya? Even I'll admit I ain't got a clue. Guess that's my real question I should be askin'. Jus' lemme know. I'll... I'll get back to ya.

[He tries to turn off the voice, but just before, in a quiet voice that was meant to be just for himself:]

Dammit, Marshall, keep it together...

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Sure do. Number of reasons, really, mostly we had the brains and guts fer it and always liked the lawless West bein' tamed by the good ol' sheriff. And my part, at least, I wanted to work together with Neil. We made a good team, him an' me.I always had the knack fer findin' evidence and he always had a knack fer puttin' it all together.

... why'dja ask?

When was the first time you worked together?

Actually on a case? SL-9.

You must have been very proud. I remember the talk around the office...Everyone knew that you'd be a potent team-up.

... well, you'd know, Mister Edgeworth. You got assigned last minute after Neil died. Musta heard how you had a lot to live up to.

Lotta people respected Neil... includin' me. I was damn proud'a the man he'd become.

Including me, as well. [He hesitates on this one, because it's not something he wants to talk about at all - especially not publicly, but, well - ] I...didn't get along with a number of my colleagues in the prosecutors' office there in Los Angeles. But your brother was always decent to me. Even when I did not really...warrant kindness.

[He clears his throat and tries to move on quickly from that.]

He was older than you, or younger?

[Jake gives a little nod.] Neil was a good kid. Treated everybody right. Always friendly to folks. Glad to hear ya thought the same, Mister Edgeworth.

Four years younger. Twenty-seven years old when he died. [A weak smile.] Though we always used to joke that he was born forty.

...Ah. I'm...sorry.

What fer? Reckon Gant didn't bother to mention any of the evidence we found says it wasn't Darke... two-faced dog does seem to be pretty good at coverin' his tracks.

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