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[Edgeworth looks deeply, deeply cross. He's recognizably in Sector 3, standing at a streetcorner. Beside him is, well...Gaius Julius Caesar, General of Rome, famed crosser of the Rubicon, the man who would have been Emperor. By his garb - toga and laurel wreath - he's in his statesman role. And judging by his expression, he's no less livid than Edgeworth himself.]

I need someone who can speak Latin. I can, but this man has taken me for a -

["Hah! Speaking in your native tongue now, are you, Pict? But to whom? Or are you mad as well as a barbarian?"

Edgeworth turns to Caesar and responds back to him in Latin.]


I am summoning someone to deal with you, o Caesar.

[And Caesar responds in rapid, haughty Latin: "Deal with Caesar? They shall come and see who Caesar is, and then you shall be the one dealt with, Pict!"

Edgeworth turns away again and speaks in clipped English.]


Anyone with an authentic accent. Kindly come in a toga and prepared to playact the part of a - Oh, for the love of -

[Caesar is starting off. There must be a toga party at Hawthorne, because the consul is now hailing some frat boys as his countrymen.]
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[Sabriel's been finding herself a bit moody in the last week. Not only because of the effects of the Core disrupting her sense of time, but also because with Valentine's Day approaching, all the advertisements celebrating love and happy couples has begun to make her think of someone far away.]

There's something I felt I had to ask.

Is there anyone back in your world whom you miss? Someone special, I mean. Someone with whom you wish you'd had more time?

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