le petit prince

[sigh] I am glad that the fighting has, for the moment, come to an end. It is a great relief to be able to breathe the fresh air once again without any fear of combat. I do not fear its concept... it is more the reason for it. The implications, the outcome... I am not afraid of death, but if I am ever to lose my life, I do not wish it to be on the battlefield, in a battle that is not of my choosing.

[another sigh] It does me little good to dwell on such things. There are other matters to attend to.

I have been a passenger on this ship for many months, and though I have cherished every moment, I find myself growing weary and quite... unuseful. Might there be something I can do to contribute? Perhaps in the kitchen, or the infirmary.

[he laughs quietly, but not out of bitterness] Were Judge Drace here, she would scoff and tell me such places are not fit for a child. Be that as it may... I simply cannot stand idle.

[there's a moment of silence, with the very distinct sound of yelling up deck, and louder yelling out in the hallway]

Millie, may I come to your quarters? I... [he doesn't say it, but the 'I don't want to be alone' is somewhat implied in his tone] I would much prefer if I was at your side.

I had, for some reason, taken for granted the sturdiness of the Victoria II and forgotten to rearrange my items so they would not vibrate off my desk, but it seems a bottle of ink somehow managed to elude my grasp and tip itself onto the floor, and I could not stop Milk before she padded through the ink and left black prints that now lead under the bed. She won't come out, I'm afraid, but it is better that she's somewhere she deems safe instead of out here. I only hope she will not lap at the ink and fall ill because of it.

From what I can gather, it is chaos outside. It troubles me that they are heading straight for us, and I cannot imagine it will end well for them. And yet... while they are pirates, all I can wish is that they had not engaged in battle with the Victoria II. Perhaps it is foolish to say so, but I pray they have a plan, and that they are not acting on impulse. A loss is a loss, but... that would be a sad way to lose.

I wish both the Victoria and the 4423 godspeed, and that if there be any casualties, they are not fatal.

[there's an unusual sound coming from the device, as though it's vibrating, but if one listens closely enough, you can actually tell it's a cat purring. this goes on for about another thirty seconds, until the door creaks open]

Milk? [this is Larsa's voice. there is a sound of a kitty yawning] I apologize for taking so long. ... You look rather comfortable. [sound of bed creaking slightly, and then his voice is louder as he's in closer proximity]

Have you just bathed yourself? Your fur is damp. [purring intensifies, and he laughs softly] I'm sorry for leaving you alone for such an extended period of time. Had I the means to bring you with me, I would have considered it. But... [another little chuckle] I do not think you would have liked the other cats. They're much bigger than you.

[the purring disappears because he's lifted Milk into his arms, but you can still hear his voice] Perhaps someday I will provide you with a friend, so that you may have a companion when I cannot be here. How does that sound?

[sound of him kissing the cat's head] ... Milk, have you been laying on my-- ...you're a silly little kitten, did you know that? Now... [device clicks off]

[ Private ]
... although it has only been several months, I must admit, I am grateful to be home, if only for a short while.
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[ Filtered to Millie ]
Millie, as we have arrived in Erealia, would you perhaps be interested in coming sight-seeing with me? I am rather familiar with the towns, but it has been some time since I have been back. I would also like to introduce you to my brother and my mentor, if you should like to meet him -- at a time of your choosing, of course.

[clears throat] There... there appear to be a number of things going wrong with the ship as of late. I am fortunate enough to have avoided my door being ripped from its hinges, although it appears by not very much. As well, I... [pause] ... have happened across some very strange things these past few days.

[another lengthier pause] I am not quite sure what to make of them. I do not find myself startled by them... if anything, I am intrigued, but I would much prefer to keep my distance, if possible.

[there is a quiet meow in the background before it clicks off]

Commander, I offer my condolences for what has happened. I hope that if an investigation is conducted, the result will be in your favour and will not relieve you of your position for too long.

It is, of course, hardly any of my business, nor is it my place to pry, so you need not feel obligated to share any details regarding the matter. But please know that I am terribly sorry.

[sound of scribbling with a quill, and then it abruptly stops] ... That is not quite right.

[a folding of crisp paper, and then a shhllpp sound as he takes another] Dear Brother... Are you well? I have been much... preoccupied, and have not had... the opportunity to... write. [pause] I am hoping that you can... forgive me. Please extend my greetings to father, Judge Gabranth, and Judge Drace as well.

I cannot... recall when I last wrote, so if by chance I... repeat myself... it was not my intention to be redun-- [... sound of him crossing out the word] ... redundant.

... ah, why is... [a quiet laugh] It appears I've left this on without my knowledge. My apologies. [device clicks off]

[a sigh] I am somewhat ill at ease about Al-Cid's sudden departure, but I think lingering on it for too long will do more harm than good. I pray his journey back home is safe. It is a great shame that he cannot get in contact with my brother... the house of Rozarria and Solidor are not on such good terms that they may speak to each other without a lingering sense of hostility.

Ah... as of late, I have noticed that I have been neglecting my studies. Perhaps I shall find time to return to them while the festivities go on, but I have found that without a suitable teacher, I cannot make sense of it all. If only Judge Drace was here... she was ever helpful and encouraging, if not rather strict with her methods... [soft chuckle]

It seems as though everyone is merely idling about as they wait for the races to begin. I, too, find myself growing restless and excited, as I've never witnessed a plane race before. But then, I have seen many new things during my voyage aboard the Victoria II. I can only imagine what excitement this experience will bring.

Commander Edgeworth, I would like to bring something rather dire to your attention. I'm afraid I could not find time over the past several weeks to inform you of this around the time of the incident, so I apologize for not being more prompt in this matter.

I was unfortunate to have come across Major Hijikata and Lt. Commander Katsura quarreling in the Lt. Commander's quarters. It seems the argument and ensuing fight was sparked by the Major taunting the Lt. Commander, which then prompted the Lt. Commander to throw a chair in his direction. I am unsure of the remaining details, but as that argument coalesced into a physical brawl, some furniture had been damaged, and both officers sustained some light wounds.

Perhaps it was not my place to step in, but fighting in such close quarters was a dangerous and foolhardy decision, one that I do not believe was backed by maturity. I did what was in my power to stop them, and while I cannot say for certain whether or not they are regretful of their actions, they seem to have discontinued their arguments for the time being.

Once again, I deeply apologize for not bringing this to you sooner. But if I may... if you do decide to take action, Commander, would it be entirely possible for you to reprimand them less harshly than you intend to? They certainly did not behave like adults, nor officers of a military vessel for that matter, but I do not believe they are entirely inept.

I am merely glad they did not take each other's heads off.

If I recall any other details, I will be sure to relay them to you immediately.

The world in which we live is composed of a vast variety of people. There are those who live in luxury and aspire to collect such riches, while a certain percentage of the population still suffers from poverty. Those who judge others by appearance, and those who are accepting. People who think before acting, and those who do not before they speak. People who cannot agree to disagree. People with opinions.

But it is a given that the populous would indeed have their own varying opinions. That is why politics can be so invigorating, yet so time-consuming and complex. A clash of assumptions and judgments that may make sense to one person and not to the next. It is a troubling matter, especially when crucial decisions are necessary, as these biases often make it difficult for people to be unanimous in their final resolutions.

With all that said, as we are oft to breach politics -- whether it be governmental, personal or otherwise -- in conversation, I ask this question to all of those listening: Are we destined to continue imparting our opinions on others who do not wish to hear them and thus beget more tension, or is there hope for a future where we may perhaps embrace others' beliefs and theories and accept them without judgment or harsh words?

I, too, pray for a time when we may discard all prejudices and welcome opinions that are not our own. That we may acknowledge that we are all so very different and that there are many things we do not agree with that we must for the sake of security.

It is perhaps a rather idealistic point of view, but I admit to finding peace in wishing so.

I'm not quite-- MEEEEEEP -- ... sure how this is possible, but I'm being... followed by a-- MEEEEEEP -- ... sheep. I couldn't shut the door on it, however, so for the time being, I suppose I will allow it to remain in my room.

... [reluctant sound of pettings] It does seem harmless... no, you cannot -- you -- all right, don't look at me like that. Is that better? ... [pettingssss] Now, please don't make a mess of my sheets... I rather need them. ... do you want my pillow? Meeeep. Here. Comfortable? ... [pettings]


[ ooc: Larsa can has Mareep? ]

[he sounds a little disgruntled, but not upset] Of all possible ideas, I did not imagine the ship being tilted sideways to propel a creature off the deck. Although if this plan succeeded, I am in no position to complain.

[sound of a badly contained wince] Al-Cid, I pray you are all right. As for the two ladies with you -- and I deeply apologize for not knowing your names -- I hope you are both safe.

As for the remainder of the crew... my best wishes go to you all.

[he is actually completely speechless for a few moments]

This is... this is madness. I cannot believe the Vohemaro government would resort to such a nonsensical move. How could they do this? Who in their right mind would agree to such terms? [starts sounding very frustrated, but he calms down some] My faith in Reialian politics ever dwindles... I fear it will soon burn out like a shuddering flame. It will not be long before some unexpected gust blows it out without warning.

[bothered sigh] I give my condolences to any demihumans who come across this message. You do not deserve such offensive treatment.


[ Filtered to Garnet ]
My Lady, may we perhaps meet some time?

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[ Filtered to vK | Security: Maximum ]
Admiral von Karma, I do not believe we have had the pleasure of being acquainted. My name is Larsa Ferrinas Solidor, and my companion and I are currently aboard your ship, which we have boarded here in Bellcius. I would be ever grateful if you could allow us to travel with your crew -- although for how long, I am unsure.

I, ah, also must apologize in advance for any inconvenience my companion might cause. But I am sure he will behave, given that we are guests upon your ship. I will make certain of it.
[ /end filter ]


[ Filtered to Victoria II ]
This business about the disappearing islands troubles me... there is no logical explanation that I can possibly fathom. It perturbs me to think of the islands and Reial as mere puppets, suspended on fragile strings that may, at any minute, inevitably unravel or snap and lead all into oblivion.

However, I have faith in these scientists to uncover the meaning behind all of this. With all this speculation and mixed media, I cannot say there is any certain way to gain any semblance of truth, thus leaving all of us in the dark. I fear that everyone will be offered false information, in an attempt to better quell the uneasiness stirring in everyone's hearts.

But the world cannot be "ending". That is nothing but nonsense. Instead, we must do all we can to aid the process of discovery, and to prevent any more islands from tumbling out of the sky, by any means possible.

That is our duty as citizens of this continent.
[ /end filter ]


[ Private | Security: Maximum ]
Erealia... if it should fall...

.... Father... Brother... Please be safe.
[ /end filter ]

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