all-purpose overflow log

[prosecutory]

AND EVERY LAST INCH OF ME IS COVERED IN FRILLS I don't know how to do overflow posts correctly or seriously

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[mermaiding]

Disguised? ...Ah, to hide their faces. In case we recognize them? Smart, suppose...

[Considering many of them would probably enact revenge if they passed them in the street.Or maybe that was just Oona. Bored now with this conversation that was leading nowhere to violence, she turns to the window]

Well, am leaving. Will miss that show if I stay here much longer, an if I do not find out if Amelia is pregnant by her husband or the the evil twin, will be very mad. [soap operas are super serious business god damn it.] How do we do this...

[prosecutory]

[They'll all miss much more than a simple show if they were cooped up here. A non-human watching a soap opera when she's not thinking of murder? Yup, a regular day in Cerealia. Typical. He's not going to question it.

Edgeworth points up to the window again.]

You can climb onto the table to reach the window and slip through it; someone has already broken the lock. [Thanks, Oz.] If you still can't reach it, I can help you. [Hopefully she doesn't mind clambering onto his back. He's certain he can take her weight for a time.]